Brock POV
She's gone...the love of my life is gone. I can't believe that she just straight up killed her self. Everybody loved Rachel, nobody thought that she was suicidal, in any way at all....not even me. Why did she leave me?

81 days she's been dead and I'm still going through the grieving process, have my friends helped? Somewhat. It doesn't matter though, I want to be with her. I want to touch her silk red hair, her pale cheeks, and stare into her green eyes. No girl could make me feel that way again.

I wish it was different, that she had found a different way, a different way to live. Like me? Why didn't she think of me? No matter I will be with her soon.

I stood up on the bridge and looked over at the water, while the sun set. Yes, I am going to jump and No, you can't stop me. I spread my arms out and closed my eyes- "Hi." A small voice said behind me. I turned and saw a girl standing there, leaning up against the railing.

"Hi." I responded, "What are you doing?" "About to jump off." "And whys that?" She asked, I started to get real annoyed. Can't people see I wanna die? "What's it to you?" "Just asking." She simply said and stood next to me. "What're you doing?" "If you're gonna jump, I'm gonna jump with you." "Why?" "You seem like a nice guy that anyone would die for." She complimented. "Why are you doing this?" "I've lost someone I loved." I looked down. "Sorry to hear that." She smiled and I nodded. "Any way, how long do you plan to be here? I don't like to jump in front of people." "Then in that case I'll just stand here." She crossed her arms and I sighed. "What's your name anyway?" She asked and I sighed. "Brock." "Cool, I'm (Y/N)." "That's nice, make sure they spell my name correctly on the tombstone." I said and spread my arms out again. She grabs my shirt and pulls me into a hug. I push her away and gave her a look. "What are you doing?" "Protecting you. Don't do it." She sadly said. "Why? There's nothing to live for." "There's tons of things to live for! You may not know it, but someone out there thinks you're the most beautiful and strongest person on earth! She may have not been the one so keep looking!" She said and I glared at her. "How do you know it was a she?" "Pardon?" "The that died. How'd you know it was a girl?" "You don't look gay." (No offense!) she said. "Besides, how'd you know I'd be here?" I asked and she reached into her pocket, pulling out a small paper with the words.

'He's on the bridge, save him.
~Rachel'

"Rachel. Her name was Rachel, wasn't it?" She asked and I nodded. Wiping away tears, while smiling. "How did she-" "I don't know, I revived this today, on my mailbox." She smiled and I smiled back. I looked up and smiled wider. "Thank you, Rachel." I looked back at (Y/N). "And Thank you, (Y/N)." I smiled and she nodded. "If you need a place to stay, you can stay with me. Stay as long as you'd like." She offered and I nodded. "I would like that, thank you." "My pleasure." She smiled. She was beautiful, her eyes sparkled in the sun and her hair moved with the wind. She was an angel. The new love of my life.

(A/N): Cute little one-shot that I found on a comic on the Internet. It was an anime one and it was where a man was going to jump off a cliff or bridge and a girl just started having a conversation with him. It was cute. Anyway, C you later!!!! Bye!!
~Claw😎