TW: su**ide, implicated self-harm

Oh boy, here we go readers

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It was a freezing cold winters night as Anne's boots dangled off the roof. She gazed out at the city from the top of her apartment building, thinking. 

Thats all she could ever seem to do these days. 

Anne rubbed her wrists, feeling every bump on her skin. She winced under the pain as small tears formed at the corners of her eyes. She knew how much her depression had affected her she just didn't want to admit it, depression didn't fit Anne. She was always loud, funny, and out-going, no one pegged her for the kind to take the ' cowards way out '. 

Anne stood on the ledge with her hands spread out, like a bird about to take flight. She took a deep breath taking in the harsh cold air, it filled her lungs like fire leaving an ash residue. Anne hung one foot off the ledge when she heard a door swing open. She flinched and quickly turned only to see Jane standing in front of her. 

" Anne what are you doing..." Jane's breathing hitched as she looked at her cousin standing on the ledge. 

" I'm sorry Jane, I really am but I'm not fit to be here anymore...I love you, and I love Kat but I can't do this. Just call the cops after I ju- "

" NO " Jane screamed running to the ledge and grabbing Anne's hand tightly.

" Anne Boleyn get down form there right now or I swear on everything I will pull you down. "

Anne looked into Jane's soft grey eyes, she saw all the pain her mother figure must be feeling. The saddest part was that Anne didn't care, she just needed everything to end, she needed to stop causing pain. If she jumped the problem would be gone. She would be gone. 

" Anne, please it's not worth it trust me. I have..." Jane shook her head 

" I have tried so many times, and trust me every time I stopped myself I was given another reason to stay alive..." Jane was practically sobbing at this point, she knew exactly how Anne felt but she knew deep down she couldn't help. She was just hoping Anne would listen. 

" I'm not ready for you to die Annie, no one is...please we need you, we love you, you are our glue babes. You always make us laugh, you always help us remember life is more than what we went through with Henry....please stay, just give me one day to prove everything is worth it. " Jane sighed, her breath shaking so much she could barley suck in any air. Her hands were trembling within Anne's.

Anne looked down and cupped Jane's face, she kissed her on the cheek before whispering.

" Goodbye Janey, take care of Kit for me. " Anne spread out her arms and fell backwards off the ledge, silently. 

Jane looked over the edge and watched as her cousin fell from story to story, her beautiful black hair flowed through the air as her lifeless body descended into darkness. Jane fell to the floor and hugged her knees to her chest, she choked on her sobs as she screamed Anne's name. 

Jane clutched at the floor as her vision blurred, she screamed as loud as her body would allow as her whole figure shook. She pounded her fists against the floor until her hands bled a dark crimson. 

Anne was gone. Forever. Jane would never see her baby cousin again, she would never hear her giggle, she would never see her draw, or hear her running down the hall with an excited squeal because her favorite show had a new episode. She would never hear her beautiful singing voice calling out for love, never again would she see or hear or feel Anne. 

Never again.