Hung by love

There was a girl by the name of Kylie she was alone inside and out. Kylie’s mom died when she was five she barely had memories of her except a warm smile. When Kylie wasn’t getting ready for the high school exams, she was in her attic which her and her dad cleared out for a little art room; she was drawing, Kylie was the best drawer in her class she felt like it was only her in the world and she loved the feeling. Kylie wasn’t exactly the most popular girl in school in fact her only friend was Sarah which also happened to be her neighbor. Most people thought Kylie was different because she kept to herself and she was fine with that she hated that one wrong move and she would suddenly get judged. Kylie was sitting in math class one day when a boy she never really noticed walked in and looked straight at her he would’ve bumped into a desk if Jesse, a popular ,dark haired ,looking goddess didn’t catch him. They started talking to each other and Kylie didn’t bother to listen. When Kylie got home from school she called out for her dad but as usual he wasn’t home he was working. Kylie quickly got changed into her pajamas and went to her art den, and drew what she thought looked like heaven.

The next day Kylie was sitting in homeroom and felt a tap on her shoulder she turned around to be face to face with the guy from math
“Hey I’m Sam, your Kylie right?” he said with a smile
“Yeah” she didn’t really know what else to say
“Well I was wondering if you wanted hang out sometime” he asked with cute half smile
“Um I guess so” she was nervous but he didn’t look like he would hurt her

                                                2 month later
Kylie and Sam were going out and had a lot in common she really liked him and she felt somehow connected and safe with him. It was cold one day out and Kylie shivered and pulled her jacket in closer to warm her up. Kylie was walking to the coffee shop where she was going to meet Sam but she just thought it would be good to chill out for a couple of minutes before he came but what she saw made her stop in her tracks. Sam was with Jesse but they weren’t just talking she was touching his arm and he was smiling. Kylie started backing up but not before Sam saw her she turned around and ran she heard the door open and Sam calling after her she ran and ran until she had no breath left. She suddenly felt a tug on her heart she looked over and saw water deep, dark blue water; she was on the Brooklyn Bridge. No one else was there it was just her she walked to the edge of the bridge when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and turned around.

“Kylie back away from the edge” he had a mix of emotion on his face.

“Why so you can hurt me a little more” she said with a mix of fury and a lot of hurt pouring into her voice.
“That was nothing with her we were just talking” Sam couldn’t sound convincing he couldn’t lie to Kylie anymore
Kylie backed up and felt something like a rope but her head was to numb to feel anything
“Why didn’t you just tell me? Why!?!?” she screamed at him she felt something vibrate under her foot but was to mad to care
“Because I didn’t want hurt any more than you have been because you were so alone on the inside and you told me you felt safe with me I’m sorry I hurt you…” Sam felt like the worst person in the world.
“So you thought you could just play me because you wanted me happy that’s a load of crap and you know it
“Please can we just forget this happened” Sam was basically begging
“No I can’t……” Kylie didn’t realize how close to the edge she was and took a step back
She felt something give way under her feet and she felt like she was falling and she was right off the bridge she heard a scream it was Sam. In life Kylie had never felt this free and now she was she thought no one can survive this fall she was almost in the water she didn’t scream or cry she knew she wasn’t at all mad with Sam she just felt really hurt. She had only a second to think one last thought before she hit the water and felt her bones shatter and her neck break while her spine did a major arch and broke in two. Her last thought was, I love you with an image of her, her father and Sam in their backyard .