The sound of rain pattered over my hoodie as I gazed over the river below me. How long have I been here for? An hour? Two hours? I was staring at a black void that would soon be my casket.

Wondering how I got here? I'm asking myself the same damn question. I guess I could reflect on the recent events that transpired.

My name Is Travis, and I'm Eighteen years old. Im High school student and Many students at my school have turned their heads away from me. I was beaten and given death threats by all students, even teachers. But how'd I get here? Before we get there, let's begin where this all started.

During the beginning of my High school year was where it began. I wasn't relatively popular, but I wasn't an outcast or anything, I made friends with a couple of people I've met there. They were the best of friends, some I considered my friendship with. To be honest, I wasn't the greatest of kids. I myself have taken chances at bullying and beating some kids up. But that was with friends. Lot of peer pressure is involved. But one event set me off.

During my sophomore year, I ended up going to a party with some friends. Where we all chatted it up and such, but one of my friends noticed a girl who was getting a little tipsy. So he went to take her to a room, I didn't really mind at first. But as the night went on, I felt something was amiss. A dude going into a room with a girl at a Party? I should've noticed at first. I tried to dismiss myself from everyone else, but they ended up following me as I entered the room where the two ended up in.

Once I stepped in, I immediately tensed up and watched as my friend, some I knew, started to undress the girl.

"H-hey!" I sputtered out. What the hell was I seeing?

He turned back at me and waved. "Dude, we got the jackpot, come on!"

"Fuck no."

"Tsk, more for me." As he said that, the rest of our group came in. And they were encouraging him as he continued undressing the lady.

And then I took a step forward, I couldn't just stand there and let it happen. Who the fuck does that?

We ended up fighting and I ended up losing. I found myself on the floor of the room as suddenly the girl awoke, confused and dazed.

"W-what?" She looked around the room, seeing my friends look at her before she realized she was half naked. "H-hey, who did this?!"

There was no answer for a moment before the friend that beat me spoke up. " It was him, Travis. I saw him!"

He lied. And almost instantaneously, everyone else joined in. Found myself getting my ass beat by others at the party and tossed into the front lawn of the house we were in. And things quickly grew worse.

The rumor that I had sexually assaulted her spread rapidly through the school, student berated me. Even the teachers gave me a sour eye as I entered my classes. I tried speaking to the girl, reasoning with her.

At first, she seemed to have forgiven me. But quickly shut me down after a few moments. With her own reputation on the line and being called a faker. She chose to continue with the rumor.

I didn't offer any sort of resentment to her choice. In fact, I merely accepted it. The only ones I was upset with were my friends. The ones who made me take the blame. As the years passed in school, so did my anger. I told myself to not let that ever happen again, to have someone be harassed. It was then that I got more aggressive at school. So much so that…my own parents couldn't take it. The amount of kids I beat up and teachers That sent me home was enough for my dad to call it quits during Senior year.

A useless son I remember him saying. Even with all my reasoning with him, it never got through. My mother tried, but it was too late as I was already out the door.

Ever since then, I've been on the streets. I haven't even attended school for some months.

But I didn't care, none of this mattered now.

And now here I was, on this Bridge. I'm going to jump…

Well I would, but I think I have an audience. Looking behind myself, I noticed a Woman and an Older man were watching me from the street I was on. They were talking, but I could tell the Woman was giving me glances.

Oh well, at least they'll be witnesses to confirm my death. Just hopeful that they'll not make it as ba- are they filming?

I whipped my head towards them as I noticed their phones, maybe I was overthinking it? They are probably calling the police or something. But I got their attention as the lady stormed towards me.

She had Short brown hair, brown eyes. She looked about my age actually. She wore a fur coat and a very skimpy looking skirt that I tried to avert my eyes from. Her shoes looked rather expensive as well.

"Hey! What are you doing?" She asked, she folded her arms as she said that. "Get off the edge!"

"Or what? I'd rather be dead than live in shame for the rest of my life." In a way to assert my motives, I scooted closer off the edge.

"Why? Hold on, the cops are coming." She slowly walked towards me. "Let's have a chat."

"Anything you'll say won't change my mind. I'm like a hundred percent sure it won't." I grumbled. "Besides…what is a girl like you doing out here so late?" I took at the older man who was awkwardly standing along the road.

"That…erm, that's a difficult question you are asking…" She leaned in close to me and looked around to see if anyone was nearby, which no one was. "Look, I was just out here trying to make a couple of stacks of cash, ok?"

"I-what? Like prostitution? Uh-why?" Although, looking at her, I guess you could say she did look like a hooker…

"I won't answer that question until you answer mine first. Why are you out here?" She quickly said.

"Look, I'm not going to answer anything. Just leave me be!" I raised my voice at her. "…cops won't be here in time for what I'm about to do."

"Hmph…Fine. Guess none of us will budge…" she got along the railing I was on. "I mean…even for a quick buck, I kind of don't want to do this stuff…" she didn't seem like she cared for the older man with her.

"I don't think anyone wants to do what you're doing."

"Eh, when you're homeless and have nowhere to go, it was the only option I thought of."

"You're homeless? Shit, so am I…"

"Really?" Are we going to connect with this? The fact we both don't have homes?…maybe I should pry with how she-

"So how did you get kicked out of your house?" She asked.

"Oh, dad kicked me out for-." I stopped mid sentence to realize that she pulled a trick on me. I looked at her as she gave a smug look at me. "I see what you're doing."

"Oh, how I almost made you confess." She took a glance at the older man. "That older man paid to have sex with me, but…I don't really intend on that happening. I'm going to steal from him."

"Why are you telling me this?" She's being so open about this. I took a glance at the older man, noticing his attire. He looked like one of those typical old geezer dudes. Green gym clothes and one shiny ass head.

"I'm telling you this so that I can't delay your jump. And also…because I don't really wanna leave with that guy."

There was an awkward pause between us two as we looked over the water. Then it slowly started to rain harder.

"Look, I don't know how to converse with strangers. Nor do I really know how to deal with depressed people." She continued. "What I do know is that you aren't the only one having it the worst, look at m-"

"I don't need to know what you've been through. Looking at you and that old man tells me a lot already." I retorted

"Hmph!" she backed off, now standing in the road.

"Look, If being caught is a problem, go ahead and just walk off like it's nothing. You have nothing to lose if you do."

"God, you're so pessimistic!"

"I've been told and lectured about that"

"…" she didn't respond to that.

There was just the sound of the rain and my breathing that seemed to be making noise. So I decided to look at her. Only to find out that she wasn't beside the rail, but on the road.

That got me off the rail, what the hell was she doing?

"Uh…why are you on the road?" I asked cautiously.

"I figured you'd wouldn't want someone else to die besides yourself, and I was right. And now that I got you off that rail, I'll b-."

Honk Honk

A sudden beam of light flashes us both, I ended up getting blinded by this Truck that was driving way too close to the sidewalk I was on. This car was about to hit me.

I couldn't move. Nor did I really want to. If this is the way I'm going out, it's fine.

A truck hitting me off into the depth below?

Least I didn't force it.

Next thing I knew, I felt a push against me. A hard push.

This woman just pushed me!

Wait…no, she was jumping to save me from the car!

Well shit.

She held on to me as we both plummeted down, I can see the older man racing to the rail and looking down as we fell.

"Oh shit, oh fuc- wait wait wait. We're falling!"

She held on tighter. I could see the tears going up as we descended.

Look, I don't even know this woman. There's no reason for me to protect her from a possible death.

Still, for whatever reason. I twisted both our bodies in the air so that it landed first. At least there's a slight chance she'll live.

I don't think any of us wanted this, I mean wanted this.

But not having both of us die.

I held on to her for her dear life as I suddenly felt cold water hit my back.

It's force was so hard, I gasped as we descended into the dark abyss. I felt my grip on this woman slip and saw her drift away from me.

There's no movement from her. Actually I can't move too. I can see a dark redness spread around me.

I guess my efforts weren't enough, she's out and I'm slowly bleeding out now.

I closed my eyes and listened to the water.