Oliver
No….no, no? my statement turned into a question it can't be there's no way, it isn't true. I locked the doors behind me abruptly dropping to the floor, the pain pouring its weight down on me making breathing hard, making life hard
I need... I need to get out of here
Quest 1 completed: Gained 10k followers completed, Should I call a cab home, we can't afford you getting sick, its still pouring outside
"Stop please" my voice slowly giving up on me, Dangers of social media? I'm a fool… I keep on moving from one betrayal to another its like as if I live for this shit. I've always been wary of people due to my past it took a lot of time for me to trust, but Phil he just slipped in, I graduated from trusting him to depending on him, to… to maybe finally liking him
I sucked in harsh breaths I'm done for, how am I gonna recover from it this time. People are scum, life is trash while I am dumb for finding happiness in either of them
"Get me a cab Vel" whats seemed like hours of struggling to get up I went back to change into my drenched clothes, the longer I stay here the quicker I lose the will to live any longer
"Ollie?" my head swings back to catch a smiling Phil which soon turned into a frown
"What happened, why are you crying?" under two strides he has invaded my personal space. Tipping my chin to make me meet his gaze. Crying? Fuck why don't I ever realize I'm crying is it cause I've been doing it every day of my life. I lifted my hands up to meet tear-stained cheeks, I am crying
And I can't seem to stop
"Why... can't I stop crying" I don't know who the question is directed to at this point, I'm tired, my heart is
"Why did you… hurt me" confusion spiked his features I shake my head, I don't want to listen to any more lies I walked out, how did I not see it
"Ollie wait!"
My vision blurred blocking out everything, I need to leave I refuse to break down in front of the one that had my back just to destroy me, how people have the heart to do this amazes me
He grabbed my hand but I'm not going to listen to his shit I've listened to it for 5 no 8 fuck no 15 years I don't know whats real any longer
"Let me go" I pulled every ounce of strength I have left to sound angry but me still crying gave it all away, I'm not angry I'm broken
"Did you enter the room" his face searched mine for answers
"The one where you use to secretly bash me up on the net, yes" I set my steel gaze on me
"Yes, I did" I tried yanking my hand back, I refuse to listen to whatever he has to say, I saw everything what more does he have to say, I was drunk while I did it? I was possessed? No excuse can redeem him
"Fuck Ollie you were not supposed to see that, please let me explain" water pool at his eyes… is it real or one of his acts
"Was any of it real? Were you just pretending waiting for the best time to strike me dead, what were you planning on gaining from doing this"
He shakes his head
"Then why!? Why Davion" the shock evident in his face as I used his real name, I'm damn serious, hurt and shocked
"You wouldn't understand, just please calm down" now it's me shaking my head
"Why me, you knew I was fucking abused!" feeling my chest tightened as my mind threatens to recall those painful memories, I screamed in rage
"But you… you decided to write about it, was this your way of showing me social media is dangerous? If it is you failed Davion"
"The only thing that's dangerous here, is you" my finger poked his chest angrily
"How you tricked me for the 15 years of our friendship you made me believe that you were different from them, that you weren't going to use me"
"You weren't gonna destroy me"
"You weren't going to hurt me" letting it out didn't stop the ache one bit, I'm really done for
His hand turned limp letting me go I used the opportunity to open the door sparing a glance to see a tear roll down on the face that made me weak at my knees but this time all I feel is pain. Shutting the door, I walked slowly, my energy drained down the sink
It will take approximately 20 minutes for a cab to arrive, Oliver
"Cancel it"
Very well
I kept on walking, hunched and cold everywhere, the rain pour was still as heavy as it started, it wasn't smiling with anyone, I guess that makes us two then. My legs feel all jelly, I must have been walking for a lot of time, my body paused which I frowned out
No fuel?
I took in the scene around me, I'm back here; the bridge.
I remember 13-year-old me, climbing this bridge with a busted lip, broken ribs, twisted arm and shattered heart.
My condition then is the same as now, 22 and I'm back here. I did jump but I didn't die I really want to finish what I started years back
Oliver please don't do whatever you are planning to do
"I don't want to kill myself, I just want to jump"
I miss the feeling of air clothing me with warmness as I fall, feeling the water push back because of my weight, feeling myself closing my eyes cause of the water taking away my pain telling me I'm not alone,
I climbed the bridge railing, reclining in the breeze that brushes against me, the drive to jump coming in full force now
If you jump, you will die Oliver, please reconsider
Why should I though, I don't know what I'm even living for or whether I can carry on with my life anymore, I dealt with the abuse, betrayal, hatred, I want to feel peace for once in my life
"Verline, did you know, whenever my heart is cold, the sea is too, we need each other"
"I need to do this Verline, I really can't, I want this coldness to go away, this is the only way" I say my last words
"No, it fucking isn't"
Verline? Since when did your voice change?
But I could have sworn that was a real person voice, I turned slightly sending my eyes to clash with a dashing figure leaving me with only a question burning at the tip of my lips
"Who are you?"
"Contestant No. 49, Raken"