17 Flashback 4 (1/2)
July 18th, 2013; 5:45 pm
”Just do it,” I muttered to myself as I stood on the side of the bridge after school that Friday, with my arms wrapped around me as I stared into the water below.
From up here, it looked extremely peaceful. For one, the colors were beautiful; mixtures of sea green, blue, and violet along with the reflected colors of orange, red, yellow, and pink from the setting sun streamed along with the soft current.
Down below on the other hand, was a completely different thing.
I would know.
The wind sent chills down my spine so I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent of the water.
”Help!”
The voice in my head caused my eyes to snap open, and my legs to stumble backward; a hand grabbed mine and yanked me back to the sidewalk just as some driver blared his horn, forcing me back into reality.
”Are you crazy?” a voice asked incredulously, as I bent over and placed the hand that currently wasn't being held by the stranger, on my knees.
I opened my mouth and panted, calming my heart that had sped up at the sound of the horn.
When I was sure I wasn't going to fall flat if I stood up straight, I slowly raised my head and leaned against the side of the bridge, then closed my eyes.
”You okay?”
That was when I remembered that I wasn't alone, and opened my eyes to see the stranger who had just practically saved my life; then I realized that my hand was still in his.
As if an electric bolt shot through me in that instant, I jerked my hand so fast from his and slid it into my coat pocket, before looking up and into his eyes.
This boy, my 'savior', had dark curly hair that seemed to be blowing around his face, most likely because of the wind. His blue eyes pierced mine and his lips were pursed as if wondering what the hell was wrong with me.
”I'm fine,” I said, reluctantly dragging my gaze from the eyes that had captivated me, and once more onto the river.
He was quiet for a few seconds, mirroring me and turning to watch the sunset before he turned his head to gaze at me.
I watched this boy from the corner of my eyes, wondering why he hadn't just nodded and walked on by, as any other stranger has done.
Instead, he kept glancing between me and the sunset, until the last vestiges of the sun had gone down, before turning his entire body to face me.