2 Act of virtuous lady (1/2)

Falling down, he saw the fellow students who were enjoying just a second back with him were now dispersing from the place where they will be seeing his corpse bathed in blood with broken bones.

None of them even thought of saving him. Instead, they ran far away to keep themselves safe. They wanted him at his best, why will they bother to sacrifice themselves to save him?

The ones who cheered him a few seconds earlier watched him nearing his death.

Sean asked himself, 'Is there a chance of my survival?'

'If I survive, will I be handicapped?'

'Am I going to die just like that?'

He left his hope and accepted the reality unwillingly.

In a split second, all saw a black svelte grabbing Sean's leg with all her might near the third story. Sean's body swayed from the free fall and hit the wall of the building waking him wide from the stupor.

Who likes to die?

Sean didn't want to die. He wanted to live like a spoiled prince squandering ocean of money and enjoy his frivolous lifestyle fooling around.

As soon as he found hope, he blurted out overwhelmed by the fear of falling again hanging upside down, ”Save me. Save me...”

The crowd erupted at the overturn of the events. Their drumming hearts weren't in their control anticipating the upcoming incidents.

All saw the girl whose long chocolate brown wavy hair was covering her face, her half of the body was arched out of the building. They feared the girl might fall with him.

While some sneered at her naivety, some commended her boldness and timely acting pitying her life and some started shouting at her.

”Pull him up.”

”Save him.”

”Hold him in both hands.”

...

Those voices fell into the deaf ears of the two who were barely hanging by the thread.

Holding an early twenties grown man isn't easier to a woman while her legs are giving away from the floor while her other hand clutching the wall fitted railings.

The girl's voice sounded painful and on the verge of tears as her right hand tried to clasp his leg tighter, ”I can't hold you longer. Please hold anything reachable.”

Sean realized 'a girl' was trying to save him. His eyes brushed on the crowd to see his friends and the flings just shouting without helping whereas the girl's voice sounded new to him.

He quickly reacted and held the crooks of the wall design. Before he could speak drops of blood fell on his hand realizing the girl was getting hurt.

”Leave me, I can jump to the down floor.” He said decisively.

He might be frivolous but he knew the value of life. He didn't want to put his or his savior's life in danger.

The girl asked to confirm holding the pain from her arm which was pressing a sharp edge of the wall design, ”Are you sure?”

The girl in black left his leg and watched Sean suspend his body down and jumped to the second floor effortlessly.

Sean, who had almost knocked on the door of hell, tried to catch breath lying flat on the floor. He was adventurous but he never wanted to experience this again.

Remembering the girl, he was about to get up, cold slender fingers of a girl grazed his bruise on forehead looking at him worriedly.

”Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”