“Stop! What are you doing?! You’re going to hurt yourself!” A voice yelled at me before I got a chance to make that tiny which would send me falling into the chaotic icy water below.

Slowly, making sure that I didn't fall I turned around to look at the person who had just interrupted me, freaking bastard can’t they see its none of their business?

“What the hell do you want?” I said standing at my full height of 5’2 and crossing my arms while entering full on teenage bitch mode with extra sass.

“What are you doing? You’ll die if you jump off the bridge.” No shit, I thought looking at the guy who stood a couple of feet away from me next to a bus.

A couple more people got off, I couldn't tell what they looked like from here but I think that they were all guys.

“I know that I’ll die, why do you think I’m standing here? So I can enjoy the view, no I plan to kill myself now can you please go away.” I wasn't asking him and his friends to go away, I was telling them.

“I’m not going away; we might be able to help you or something. What’s your name? Do you live near here?” As he talked I took a step back and felt the heel of my foot touch the edge of the bridge, if he didn't leave in a couple of minutes I’ll just have to throw myself off here with them watching.

“You don’t need to know my name or where I live. I’m nobody and I want you to go away. I’ve thought this through and I have a good reason to kill myself, and before you ask, no, I won’t tell you why.” He took a couple of cautious steps towards me and was followed by his friends, now that I he was out of the blinding bus headlights I could see him properly.

The first thing that I noticed was the he was short, maybe 5’5-5’6.
The second was that he had black and blonde hair and piercings, like me…and finally the third thing.
Dang he was cute for someone that had pissed me off.

He took another step forward and at the same time I moved further back.
I was teetering on the edge now and I think that a light breeze could push me off with no effort.
I’d wanted me jumping to be a private moment and they were not helping me or making it easy.

“Frank, chill out. You’re going to make her jump if you’re not careful.” The guy that spoke was taller than the rest of them and didn't try to move forward like the rest of the group did.

“I’m not sure if this has occurred to you but I was about to jump before that idiot stopped me, and I’m going to do it anyway. So as I have said three fucking times now leave me alone. I want to enjoy this and you’re ruining it.” With a sigh I realized that I’d been standing here yelling at them in my underwear, not only did they know I was crazy enough to suicide it was added upon by lack of attention to the fact I’d been yelling at five strange guys I’ve never met before in my skimpy bra and undies.

“Just try talking to us. We’re not going to try doing anything. I’m not trying to convince you to not jump but would at least like a jacket, you’re over half naked and it’s cold out here. You’ve gotta be freezing.” I didn’t say anything to the guy that was standing there with a mug and skeleton onesie.
He was probably the nicest out of all of them, he wasn't attempting to talk me out of it and I appreciated that.

There was still no chance of me getting down from the railing on the safe side, I’d made up my mind and it was river or bust.

“Thank you for the offer but I’m fine.” I gave them a sad smile, “It’s not like I’m going to be cold much longer anyway.”

“What are you doing Gee?! Because it’s not helping, you are encouraging her to jump. Do you want this girl to commit suicide?” Said one wearing glasses and a beanie, he’d apparently had time to put it on while rushing out to stop the suicider.

I sighed and covered my face with my hands; none of them could really get it.

“Look, your friend Gee was right with what he said about not talking me out of it, I’ve made up my mind.”

“How can you not understand this!? She’s trying to KILL herself.” Gee just stood there for a moment without saying anything to the kid with the glasses.

“It’s her life to take. What right do we have to stop her? I don’t approve of killing yourself but it’s her choice not ours. You can try to talk her out of it but she looks like a smart one, she knows what she’s doing.” Thank god for intelligent people.

There was no chance of the other guys listing, especially the one who stopped me in the first place but it was nice to know that someone was on my side.
That’s it I’m jumping, hope you guys enjoy the fucking show.

“I can stop you from jumping you know.” The short blonde and black haired guy called Frank said to me. Are you kidding, is all I had to do was lean back and this would be over and done with.
I put my hands on my hips and glared at him as fiercely as a girl in her underwear standing on the railing of a bridge could.

“You are an idiot. A cocky one.” I said to him, and then addressed the rest of the bickering people.

“Okay! It was nice to meet all of you with the exception of Frodo here. I wish you luck with all of your future endeavors So, I think I’ll be jumping now, uh, so long and goodnight.” With that I lent back and felt all forms of stability disappear into oblivion as my feet left the solidity of the brick wall.

The air around me parted and I started the free fall towards the river and my death.
Something brushed my hand and the my arm started to sting as if it had been cut with a blade and I flinched at the pain that I hadn't expected to experience until I hit the water.

“SHIT!”

The fall was happening slower than I expected, maybe it was the adrenalin pumping through my veins at a million miles an hour.

“Frankie! What are you doing!? Stop!” My decent got faster and faster as I felt the cold night air embrace me.

I automatically pulled my arms into my chest and waited for the impact of the cold water that would mean my life would soon me over.

The dragged at my hair, pulling it in all directions as I went down, down, down.
Finally after what seemed like an eternity I felt the cool lick of water touch the tip of my foot and then, in less than a second I was fully submerged in what was comparable to the arctic.

I gasped and the icy liquid came flooding into my mouth, down my throat and into my lungs.
I coughed and tried to suck in more air only to be rewarded for my efforts with even more water.
Without meaning to I started struggling to find my way to the surface and the sweet relief of air.

I didn't want it but my body made me, it was self-preservation and that would beat the urge to die every single time.
The surface wasn't anywhere, everything was just inky blackness and rocks with the occasional weed or (likely to be mutant) fish thrown in.

Something touched me and I recoiled, not wanting to know what bit of garbage or monster that it might be, my thoughts started to blur and it became harder and harder for me to control my arms and legs.
Maybe if I could find the bottom I could push myself up and reach the surface…
Only one floor in that logic, where the hell was the bottom?

Suddenly something wrapped around my waist and I screamed, which as you know is not exactly the brightest idea when you’re underwater.
The more screaming I did the more water I sucked in and the less I could think straight.

My head finally broke the surface of the water and I gasped for air, my mouth wasn't out of the water yet and I got my biggest lungful of dirty water to count.
The last thing that registered with me was the dark night time sky and the stars that littered it.
They sure were pretty tonight, more beautiful than any other time during my life that I’d seen them.

With the stars a thought came into my head.
Came a time when every star fall brought you to tears again.

I closed my eyes.
So long and goodnight.

That was the moment I got my wish and I felt my heart stop.