Silver and Cold
Chapter 1
Sohpie's POV
Stupid work, always taking up time, leaving room for nothing else, which always gets him mad. Well, living in Paris was my decision. I could have gone home, but I didn't because I fell in love. Love, what a stupid concept. There is no such thing as love. The person you love will always eventually turn on you, whether they get tired of you and cheat, or do something else to you. Either way, it sucks. Majorly.
Davey's POV
Love. How stupid was I to believe in it? It's not true, it's nonexistent. Love is just a feeling that will eventually fuck you over. It makes you believe in someone that will eventually fuck you over as well. This has happened to me before, and yet I was stupid enough to trust another, who just went and did the same as the last girl. What. The. Fuck?
I slowly took off my jacket and put it on the ledge of the bridge as more thoughts ran through my mind. Memories flooded my mind. Memories of the great times we had together. When we first met, when I told her I loved her, when she told me she loved me. We were so great together, and yet, I wasn't good enough for her. I slowly slid off the watch she bought me for our one year anniversary. I was always loosing track of time, so she thought that a watch would be a great gift. Fuck that. I left it fall into the cold water of the Seine. I just stood there as I watched it splash, and just watched some more memories play in my mind.
Sophie's POV
The cold November air nipped at my face as I walked along the Champs Elyseés and stared longingly at all the expensive designer shops that I could not afford. Not that it really mattered, I much preferred comfy jeans, band tees and hoodies. Gotta love hoodies! Putting one foot in front of the other, I couldn't help but think about how far I had left to walk. Pierre refused to give me a ride to and from work, and I could only sneak enough money to take the metro once a week. It was a nice walk when the weather was nice, but come November, it was a little too cold to enjoy such a long walk. Everything in my life just seems to be cold, especially the people. All the people that I have known always seem to be nice at first, but after being around them for a while, you realize that they only care about themselves and would not do shit for anyone else. I would do anything for a friend, I would even do anything for some completely random stranger that looked like they were in serious trouble. But my coworkers can't even work up enough decency to give me a ride home on some of the freezing cold days? I just don't understand people.
Lost in my thoughts I continued on my way home. There was one thing that I LOVED about this walk, it was the one bridge that I had to cross. I don't even know the name. The stones are so old that the name and date have been completely worn away. I don't know why I love the bridge so much, there's really nothing special about it. But to me it has a certain charm about it. The one bad thing was that it was slightly dangerous come winter, it could get pretty icy. I got to the edge of the bridge and saw a man standing on the outside ledge, his jacket resting on the side. It was apparent what his intentions were, and immediately I felt connected to him. I was not going to let him jump. I coughed slightly so I would not startle him causing him to slip and fall. He turned his head as I continued to walk closer to him.
Davey's POV
I wonder what the guys are doing. I made it pretty obvious to Jade what my intentions were. But sometimes I think that they don't really care. That they just put up with me because I'm in the band. Well, I guess they wont have to anymore.
Suddenly there was a cough, it was far enough away that it didn't startle me too bad. I turned, and walking toward me was a gorgeous girl. She had long wavy blond hair with purple streaks, and was wearing jeans and a black pea coat. She approached me and leaned on the rail, looking into the water.
"You know, the water is freezing this time of year," she turned her ice blue eyes on me, "not very pleasant to take a swim in."
"Yeah, I kinda figured that," She looked back at the water.
"What happened?" That question surprised me. Why does she care? Does she really expect me to answer that? What surprised me even more was that when I didn't answer she started climbing over the railing and stood next to me.
"Wh-what are you doing? It's too dangerous to stand on the ledge?" How did she respond? She started laughing.
"What does it matter? You're standing on the ledge, you don't seem too concerned about that. I'm not gonna leave until you do." She stared at me with those piercing blue eyes, which were slightly unnerving. In the background I could hear tires squealing and saw Jade's car turning around the corner. So they did care. Before I could react the car stopped right behind us, Adam opened his door and to all our horror hit mystery girl just enough for her to loose her balance and start to fall.
Stupid work, always taking up time, leaving room for nothing else, which always gets him mad. Well, living in Paris was my decision. I could have gone home, but I didn't because I fell in love. Love, what a stupid concept. There is no such thing as love. The person you love will always eventually turn on you, whether they get tired of you and cheat, or do something else to you. Either way, it sucks. Majorly.
Davey's POV
Love. How stupid was I to believe in it? It's not true, it's nonexistent. Love is just a feeling that will eventually fuck you over. It makes you believe in someone that will eventually fuck you over as well. This has happened to me before, and yet I was stupid enough to trust another, who just went and did the same as the last girl. What. The. Fuck?
I slowly took off my jacket and put it on the ledge of the bridge as more thoughts ran through my mind. Memories flooded my mind. Memories of the great times we had together. When we first met, when I told her I loved her, when she told me she loved me. We were so great together, and yet, I wasn't good enough for her. I slowly slid off the watch she bought me for our one year anniversary. I was always loosing track of time, so she thought that a watch would be a great gift. Fuck that. I left it fall into the cold water of the Seine. I just stood there as I watched it splash, and just watched some more memories play in my mind.
Sophie's POV
The cold November air nipped at my face as I walked along the Champs Elyseés and stared longingly at all the expensive designer shops that I could not afford. Not that it really mattered, I much preferred comfy jeans, band tees and hoodies. Gotta love hoodies! Putting one foot in front of the other, I couldn't help but think about how far I had left to walk. Pierre refused to give me a ride to and from work, and I could only sneak enough money to take the metro once a week. It was a nice walk when the weather was nice, but come November, it was a little too cold to enjoy such a long walk. Everything in my life just seems to be cold, especially the people. All the people that I have known always seem to be nice at first, but after being around them for a while, you realize that they only care about themselves and would not do shit for anyone else. I would do anything for a friend, I would even do anything for some completely random stranger that looked like they were in serious trouble. But my coworkers can't even work up enough decency to give me a ride home on some of the freezing cold days? I just don't understand people.
Lost in my thoughts I continued on my way home. There was one thing that I LOVED about this walk, it was the one bridge that I had to cross. I don't even know the name. The stones are so old that the name and date have been completely worn away. I don't know why I love the bridge so much, there's really nothing special about it. But to me it has a certain charm about it. The one bad thing was that it was slightly dangerous come winter, it could get pretty icy. I got to the edge of the bridge and saw a man standing on the outside ledge, his jacket resting on the side. It was apparent what his intentions were, and immediately I felt connected to him. I was not going to let him jump. I coughed slightly so I would not startle him causing him to slip and fall. He turned his head as I continued to walk closer to him.
Davey's POV
I wonder what the guys are doing. I made it pretty obvious to Jade what my intentions were. But sometimes I think that they don't really care. That they just put up with me because I'm in the band. Well, I guess they wont have to anymore.
Suddenly there was a cough, it was far enough away that it didn't startle me too bad. I turned, and walking toward me was a gorgeous girl. She had long wavy blond hair with purple streaks, and was wearing jeans and a black pea coat. She approached me and leaned on the rail, looking into the water.
"You know, the water is freezing this time of year," she turned her ice blue eyes on me, "not very pleasant to take a swim in."
"Yeah, I kinda figured that," She looked back at the water.
"What happened?" That question surprised me. Why does she care? Does she really expect me to answer that? What surprised me even more was that when I didn't answer she started climbing over the railing and stood next to me.
"Wh-what are you doing? It's too dangerous to stand on the ledge?" How did she respond? She started laughing.
"What does it matter? You're standing on the ledge, you don't seem too concerned about that. I'm not gonna leave until you do." She stared at me with those piercing blue eyes, which were slightly unnerving. In the background I could hear tires squealing and saw Jade's car turning around the corner. So they did care. Before I could react the car stopped right behind us, Adam opened his door and to all our horror hit mystery girl just enough for her to loose her balance and start to fall.
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