Authoress Gifted
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Love on the rooftop
Romance LOVE ON THE ROOFTOP
Blurb
Amelia ran to the topmost floor in her school with tears in her eyes. Her uniform was soiled with eggs, tomatoes and flour particles. Her hair was wet with water mixed with egg dripping down her uniform making her smell bad and unkempt.
She looked at the unfamiliar environment she was in and cold shivers ran down her spine. She dragged her feet to the rails with her mind in turmoil, is she ready to do this? She asked herself unsure of her decision. With a look of determination, she held the rails and began to climb. The cool evening breeze blew across her face making her hair scatter all over her tear stained face.
She took in a deep breath and allowed her legs to cross over the rails in an attempt to jump out, "what are you doing?" She heard a deep masculine voice and turned abruptly in fear to see a handsome man standing few feet away from her.
"Please go away" she pleaded but he stood there unmoved. "What are you doing?" He repeated coming close to her, "don't come any closer" she screamed at him and fresh tears poured out of her eyes, "what does it look like I'm doing?, I'm ending my miserable life. Why am so unfortunate?" She lamented and there was a moment of silence between the two of them.
She turned back to the rails and made up her mind to jump at the count of three but at the same time, conscious of the stranger behind her. "Why are you still here? Leave now before you will be called a murderer" she said coldly scared that he might end up in jail because of her death.
"I don't know why you are doing this girl" he said with a sigh "but, before you jump, look around you and tell me if you are worst than the person or people you've seen" he said, his blue eyes teary as he looked into her hazel eyes.
Amelia turned her face away from him "you don't even know me nor the reason I'm feeling this way. I beg you to stay away from me" she replied stubbornly.
There was silence once more until the strange man spoke up again, "since you feel that you are the only one in pains and the only way to end it is by jumping, why the f**k are you still there and not jumping!!?" He yelled and she recoiled in fear.
Their tears were now streaming down their cheeks freely. "I can't do it, I'm not ready" she muttered, "yes, it's not worth it, let's be survivors" he cooed.
Without thinking twice, she fell into his awaiting arms as they cried their eyes out.
Who's this strange man and why do I find solace in his arms? She wondered. "What is the reason behind his tears?", "Why do I feel we are connected somehow?", "What is this feeling I'm having?" She asked no one in particular as she relaxed more in his arms.
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