This is a story that my friend wrote.. but i totally fell in love with.. and i would like to know if you like the first part of it.. cuz it gets wayy better. or at least i think it does. (: so please read and comment :D
The scent of spring rain filled my nose and the mist of the waves hundreds of feet below me still managed to reach me dispite my height atop the cliff. I inhaled the salt from the sea and the sounds of the seagulls, the sounds of the thunderous heartbeat of the endless tide, the water chewed rocks and the cliff atop which I stood.
I felt a chilly breeze cut my ankles and my jeans which I had rolled up to my knees because I had gone seashell hunting. My waterlogged sandles squished under me and I took one shiver step closer to the edge. I brought my hand to my ches and pressed it slowly to my slow heart beat.
It was over, it was all over.
I had to do this. I had to, for Rapheal, for me. My love Rapheal.
I placed my toes off the end and watched as a few pebbled crumbled under my feet and semed to drift below me.
It was over, it was all over.
And with one last breath, I lept off he edge, silent as a silver winged swan taking flight.
. . .
The light from heaven burned my eyes, clouds lined my path untill a golden gate stood like a diamond in a ruff. I reached out with a shivering pale hand and took the gate in a firm grasp. The gold was…well soft, it felt like a gooses down and had a wrm glow. It felt like a piece of heaven, well, technacially it was. The golden gate began to creak open.
The light from the opening was blinding and yellowish white, but it didn’t hurt my eyes. I felt a smile tug on my lips. I reached my hand slowly into the light. My hand stung and a shock jolted through me. I blinked once, was I rejected?
Black faded in and out and my skin stung. A pain pressed into my chest and a breath went through me, my eyes shut and I colaped.
. . .
I shot up and was cradled between two strong, sturdy arms. He was gasping and his brown eyes looked terrified yet alarmed. His mouth was parted and he was shivering. I was still shaking and my hands, I noticed, were clutching into his shirt, soaking wet. I stared at him for a moment then he breathed.
“What the hell?” he inhaled and I felt his chest bulge out. I swallowed in air and shut my eyes, he began to shake me. “Don’t die! No!” He shook my chin in his big hands and pulled my head up “No!”
My eyes opened and I squirmed out of his arms. I plopped on the sand, “Why do you care?” I coughed.
He squinted and frowned at me. “I saved you!” he cried, agony piercing him.
“Well…I didn’t want to be!” I shut my eyes and pulled my eyebrows together.
“What is wrong with you?” He screamed. I stared perplexed, “Why did you…jump?” he asked, biting his lip.
I scoffed, “What!? That’s my buisness! Why did you save me? Did it ever strike you that I wanted to die, or did you just want to be the big buff lifegaurd?” I asked, clenching my jaw.
“I-I’m not a lifegaurd…” he stammered.
I blinked and guffawed, “What do you mean?” I asked.
He shrugged at me, “I just say you jump.” He explained.
Now I was embarressed, and went back to my shy self. “Oh… You saw me jump…” I said, it was a statement more than a question. He nodded slowly at me. “What are you doing?” I asked cruelly.
He flinched at the tone in my voice, “Oh I-uh- was just… I’m sorry.” He breathed.
I shut my eyes and leaned my face into my palms. “I shouldn’t be goinning off on you, I owe you so many thanks. I don’t need to be being a b****, im sorry. I thank you for saving me, even though it wanst wrlcome.” I smiled at him.
He pulled his eyebrows together. “I… Your welcome, I think.” He smiled at halfheartedly. I stumbled on my legs and began to stand. I fell back to the sand. He scampered to me and helped me up. I tugged away and began to stumble down the beach. He chased after me. “Hey! Hey!” He called. I kept walking down the beach, he placed a hand on my shoulder, making me turn around.
“Why are you following me?” I growled throwing his hands off my shoulder.
He Grimaced, “You just tried to commit suicide! I just don’t want you to try again.” He laughed jokingly.
I scoffed at him “What?” I asked, insulted.
He rolled his eyes, “Oh c’mon, I saw you try to kill yourself. Why would you think I wouldn’t be worried?” He began to flush and drag his hands through his shaggy blond curls. He bit his lip thoughtfully and his brown eyes shifted innocently.
“I’ll be okay.” I said, not sure if I was lying to him and myself.
“I cant say I belive you.” He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and turned and began to walk. He folded his arms across his chest. “Let me take you to the phyciatrist.” He suggested.
I stopped and turned “No! Leave me alone!” I shouted, stampeding away. He chased after me once again. I began to break into a full run, sand slappin my feet and my heart speeding up. I felt his hand take my shoulder and I fell to a clumbsy pile into the sand. He was panting and he clutched my sholder. I threw off his hand, “Just leave me alone, please…” I begged.
He shook his head, “No. I don’t want you to get hurt or do anything stupid.” He said still trying to catch his breath.
I shut my eyes and fell into the gentle waves which lopped at my hari gently, pushing and pulling my tangled dark-blond hair. He began to chuckle, then he began to laugh full-fledgedly, “What are we doing?” he laughed.
I opened my eyes and say up, a smile tugged at my lips, then I snickered, “Being human.” I smiled.
He reached over and rubbed my shoulder, “I wont take you to a shrink, or a hospital. I promise, but can I at least drive you home?” he asked, his eyes big and oplique. I bit my lip a little and nodded slowly. He smiled again and stood up, he helped me up and I wobbled a little. He sturdied his arm around my shoulder and around my waist, “My car’s just up at the lot.” He esplained as the lot came in clear view. He took out his keys and pressed the ‘unlock’button. A car clicked and he let me go, he walked over to a green Subaru Outback and opened the passanger door for me. I slowly sat down and smelled the scent form the car, cinnamon and canilla.
I watched as he sat in the drivers seat and plugged the key in the ignition. It rumbled and clicked alive. We pulled out of the lot and onto the highway, “So… Whats your name?” He asked.
I looked over at him, “Satina. Whats yours?” I asked and his face softened.
“Rafe.” He smiled.
I gave him a skeptical look, “Full name, its Rafe?” I teased, something about him made me feel safe, secure, like when I first awoke in his arms, I was safe. I trusted him, though I had just met him.
He bit his lip, “Well, Rafen DeCountel, but just call me Rafe, okay?” He asked.
I nodded, “okay… Rafe.” I snickerd and he laughed.
“I’m Transleuanian, so blame my bad family roots!” He laughed some more, pulling into Monterey, California. “So… where do you live?” he asked.
I felt a wave of sadness wash over me and I murmured, “I don’t live anywere.” I said, my voice breaking.
He pulled onto the shoulder of the road, “What do you mean?” He asked turning to me.
I felt tears burning in my eyes and I shook my head, “I…I uh, don’t have a home.” I stammered.
He shook his head at me, “I don’t understand.” He asked, eyebrows pulled together.
I shut my eyes and my lip quivered, “I… broke up with my… well, I lost my home.” I let some tears fall form my eyes and pressed a balled fist
to my lips and sobbed.
Rafe placed a hand on my shoulder and sighed, “You can stay with me if you want.” He offered.
I turned to him and smiled halfheartedly, “Thank you.” I breathed. He noded chelantaly. I shook my head and faced the window, “Thank you so much.” He pulled back onto the road.
We arived at a small duplex on a corner and he turned to me, “casa de la Rafe.” He joked.
I smiled and opened the door. I got out and he motioned for me to follow him to the door. He unloced the door and held it open for me. I walked in and saw a cozy livingroom with a reage TV, I looked into the kitchen and saw a few cans of Root Beer sitting out.
He came in beside me and laughed, “Not much, but its home.” He said as if he were reading my thoughts. “Oh yeah!” he piped, running out of sight for a moment and coming back to wrap a towl around my damp clothes. He threw it around me shoulders and sat me down on the couch, “Hold on,” he said, dissapearing again. When he returned, indteadof a towl, he had a shirt and a pair of pajama pants. “The pants are my ex-girlfriends, she left ‘em here, and the shirt is mine.” He said, handing them to me.
“Thank you. For saving my life and for being so immersly kind.” I choked, his kindness made me want to cry.
“Your welcome, bathrooms down that way across from the bedroom,” he pointe.
I nodded and walked into the bathroom. I sat my clothed on the sink and looked into the mirror, my eyes were a murky brown, my hair was matted, and my skin was blotchy. Tears formed in my eyes as I began to change into the clothes.
I sat on the couch and felt my eyes droop. I rubbed them and felt myself drift into sleep. “Satina.” Rafe whispered and set a glass of tea infront of me, “Just in case your thirsty.” He said. He looked at me for a long time, as if he were seeing me for the first time, his gaze explored my eyes, untill I looked away.
“Rafe, im really tired, is it okay if I just crash on the couch?” I asked, stifling a yawn.
“No! have my bed, I’ll take the couch!” He insisted.
I shook my head, “No, no. I’ll be fine.” I assured.
He gave me a sidelong glance and nodded, “Okay. Lay back, I’ll get you a pillow.” He said, going into the bedromm. I kicked off my soggy sandals and laid back onto the sofa. He came back and put the pillow under my head and covered my lightly with a blanket.
“Why are you so nice to me?” I asked.
The question made him pause and he sat next to me, he smiled, “I honestly don’t know. I really don’t.” He said sighing and leaning back onto the couch.
“Well, thank you for the millionth time, I really cant thank you enough.” I said
He nodded, “Don’t worry about it, please, just go to sleep and when you wake up… well, we’ll see.” He said standing up.
“I’m sorry for being such a burden, if I wouldn’t have jumped…” my eyes stung with tears and I shut my eyes and buried it into the pillow.
“Hey, hey. Calm down,” He rubbed my back, “You’re okay now.”
I looked up to him, my tears bluring my vision. “Thanks to you, or else I’d be dead.” I smiled. I dropped my gaze from his and looked to the
blanket, my fingers which clutched the blanket.
His hand reached under my chin and brought my face up, “Don’t be ashamed,” He smiled softly as he rubbed his fingers on my cheeks.
I frowned, “But you, in good heart, took me in and now all I’m doing is crying and being a bother.” I said, eyes welding with tears.
He leaned in, his cheeks flushed and placed his other hand on my cheek. My heart thudded against my chest. He stopped inches from me. I felt my chest heave with his touch. I could feel his warm breath on my lips. “Goodnight.” He whispered dropping his hands and beginning to stand.
I nodded, “Goodnight Rafe.” I breathed, my heart still pounding a mile a minute and my cheeks tingling form his touch. He walked back into the bedroom.
I shut my eyes and collected myself. Did this extremely hot guy I just met from drowning after I had attempted to kill myself just try to kiss me?
No, calm down Satina, he’s just the easiest way out, he just didn’t want you to die!
HE ISN’T INTO YOU! I screamed at myself, I nustled into the blanked and felt the warmt. Honestly Satina, you just tried to kill yourself, and
you now you’re thinking about how hot this guy is? What about Rapheal?
Ow! I winced as I felt my stomach burn. Yeah, Rapheal, the reason I had tried to ‘out myself’ anyway. Don’t thingk about Rapheal or Rafe… just sleep.