Braids, Petite, Cardigan
Warning: Talks of suicide, depression, bullying, and abuse. Read at your own risk.
Walking up the stairs of the school up to roof seemed to take longer than usual. Maybe it was because of my intentions when I got up there. Arriving at the door I took out the keys that I had taken from the teacher's office when the teacher stepped out for a minute. Unlocking the door, I gripped the handle tightly with my thin, pale hand and slid it open. Walking over to the fence I slowly and very carefully climbed up then back down once on the other side. There was a little walking space between the fence and the edge so it wasn't too dangerous. Though if one were climbing the fence it was safe to assume their intentions were to jump, so falling off the fence didn't really matter too much, the extra space just gave you time to reconsider. Leaning against the fence for support I began to take my shoes off. While taking them off I saw a girl with maroon braided hair looking ready to do exactly what I was about to do, out of the corner of my eye. I'm not sure why but I called out to her. "Hey! Please don't do it!" 'Why did I say that..? I couldn't care less about what she does! I'm here to do the same exact thing so why did I stop her?!' The girl walked over to me. When I got a better look at her hair I noticed it was very intricately braided; her bangs were pushed to the side revealing her forehead. She had a braid that ran across her head right above where her bands parted to reveal her forehead. The hair that hung down was pushed to seem thinner than it is by another braid that wrapped around the rest of her hair.
"Why'd you stop me..? You're here to do the same thing I'm here to do, aren't you?" She asked.
"That may be true, but I don't know why I stopped you. What's your reason for being here?" I responded to the braided-haired girl with a question of my own.
The maroon haired girl hesitated for a minute, "I...I really thought he might be the one... My boyfriend and I had been together for a few years. I thought we were going to get married but he told me - he told me he has been cheating for about a year..." She had begun crying and fell to the ground before long her crying became sobbing. I wanted to yell at her for wanting to go through with it for such a stupid reason. Did she seriously have to get here before me? If she hadn't this ever would've happened, I could've completed my objective and nothing else would have come of it.
"I understand that you're heartbroken but...that's no reason to go through with this. I understand that it's unfair. I really do get that, and I don't think that was very kind of him, nor fair to you but again, that is no reason to go through with this! You didn't really lose anything, did you? You may have lost a lover but you still have your friends. A lot of people care for you and would miss you if you went through with it. Just step back and don't do it." I tried to persuade the girl. During my attempt to stop her I noticed her eyes had widened in realization.
"Thank you...for listening... I feel better now." The girl wiped her eyes and disappeared. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things before deciding I was just hallucinating from my lack of sleep the night before. Sighing , I turned back and climbed back over the fence leaving, seeing today as an opportunity missed.
The next day, after school I returned once again. 'Today's the day!' I thought, getting slightly scared, yet oddly excited. I climbed over the fence and took off my shoes. I was about ready to climb onto the ledge but before I could I noticed another girl already there. This girl was petite, five foot one at most. Once again I called out to the girl. Once again not sure why I did. "Hey! Don't do it please!" The petite girl looked over in shock, somehow not hearing the clanking of metal on metal when I climbed the fence. Slowly she walked over,
"W-why'd you stop me? W-When did you g-get here?" The girl was shaking like a leaf and was stuttering with almost every word she spoke.
"That doesn't matter much right now, now does it? Why are you here? What's your reasoning for climbing up here?" I questioned the petite girl.
"E-everyo-ne h-hates m-me-e!" She stuttered out while crying, "T-they al-l ignore m-me! They all s-steal from me! I-I don't-t want to-o deal-l with it-t an-y more! I-I d-don't fit in!"
'Did you really get here before me for such a stupid reason?!' I thought. I furrowed my eyebrows while trying to think of the right words to say to stop her without coming off too harsh. 'This was another opportunity wasted but I might as well stop her. She has a stupid reason for being here.'
"Why can't you just report it to school officials? They wouldn't let those kids get away with it if they knew about it. Besides, you have your family don't you? They'd miss you if you went through with your plan. They love you. They always have dinner waiting on the table for you when you get home don't they?"
The petite girl slowly nodded, "I'm hungry..." she said, one last tear falling from her eye before turning back, climbing over the fence and heading towards the door. I was left standing there and sighed deeply before slipping my shoes back on. I walked over to the fence and climbed over it, heading back home. This same routine continued for a few days. I met another girl with maroon hair, except it was down to mid back, not braided. Another day I met a girl with a deep, dark purple right eye, and a deep, dark teal left eye. A girl with freckles, a girl wearing a black skirt - presumably for a uniform. And so on, I met a different girl each day and I listened to all their reasons. The reasons ranged from making a mistake and ending up losing a life long friend, to being in a toxic friendship. But none of the reasons were things that couldn't be changed very easily. Today was no different, I met a girl in a yellow cardigan. The yellow cardigan wearing girl didn't bother to wait for me to ask her to stop. she just went right into her reason for wanting to commit to her actions as soon as she was noticed, of course, after my shoes were removed.
"I just... I want to stop the scars that I get whenever I go home... I can't take it anymore. I want it to stop!" That's when I realized, the cardigan girl had the same reason for her actions as I did. Although we had the same reason, I still yelled out something I didn't believe,
"Please...don't do it!"'Why did I call out to her? She has the same reason as me... isn't that basically telling myself my reasons aren't valid..?'
"Why? What reason do I have not to?" The cardigan girl questioned. I couldn't think of any reasons. I couldn't stop her. I don't have the right to stop her. It makes sense, we have the same reason. If I could've thought of a reason not to go through with her actions I would have to apply them to myself as well.
"P-please just don't...I don't have any reason not to..just please don't!" I really couldn't stop her. I was overwhelmed by the reason and the girl's pitiful expression. The girl just sighed.
"I guess today's not my day." She muttered before turning back and disappearing as she neared to door. I slowly slipped my shoes on, realizing that day was once again, an opportunity missed. I headed home after climbing back over the fence, but not before looking back. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I turned away and left.
The next day I went back to the roof, "Today's the day!" I proclaimed out loud. I noticed there was no one on the other side of the fence for me to stop, and as I looked around I saw there was no one to stop me either. I climbed over the fence for the last time, took off my shoes for the last time. I let my maroon hair fall free as I untied my braids and pulled my hair out of its twists and ties. Once untied, untangled, and puffed a bit my hair reached out mid back. my blue and purple eyes looked down over the edge as I let out a shaky breath. I removed my yellow cardigan and threw it over to where my shoes lay. My petite body climbed up onto the ledge as I looked down once more, my hair and black uniform skirt swayed in the wind. Taking a deep, shaky breath I let jesus take the wheel and fell off the ledge.
A/N: Sorry this is so short (Only 1559 words, without this note)! I feel like this was really rushed and very poorly written so I will definitely be doing revisions later ^^ I really just wanted to get the story out before I forgot about it / gave up on it. Sorry it was kind of depressing, tho I'm not good at angst so I doubt anyone cried. Also yes! The girl's the main girl stops are all different versions of herself! The ending of the song "My R" was open to interpretation, and because of that, if it is wanted I write a happy ending to this song! This is just the way I interpreted it at first so thats the way I went for the story! I definitely will be doing a lot of editing on this story in the near future so if you have any suggestions at all please let me know! I know this was really bad and extremely rushed. I'm really not proud of it but I wanted to get it out anyways. Thank you so much for reading! Also if anyone want's ill post photos of each girl's appearance. I normally would draw them but I'm a lazy butt and I just used RinMaru to make them.
Update: I did it! I changed the point of view and I feel like it reads a lot better now! Please let me know what you think!
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