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Don't Let Me Jump, Don't Let Me Fall
Chapter 2: The Past Two Weeks
Jack was tired.
The past two weeks had been rough.
4 people had died. 3 had fallen accidentally and one had jumped, all during the day.
There was nothing Jack could do.
It wasn't his fault.
But he was tired.
He was drained.
He was sick of trying to be a hero.
Turned out, Rian Dawson, the last person Jack saved was a journalist.
He asked Jack if he could write an article about the Cliff Angel.
It took some persuading but Jack eventually said yes.
So that's it.
Everyone who reads the paper knows who saves the lives of people.
And Jack isn't sure how he feels about that.
He gets praise as he walks down the street,
And he gets rude things shouted at him.
He doesn't understand why.
He's helping others, why are people criticising that?
Jack wasn't a therapist. He wasn't offering a solution. He was offering a moment of escape. He was offering a hand to hold and ears to listen.
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It was Sunday morning when Jack woke up to his phone ringing loudly, he picks it up slowly and presses it to his ear,
'What's up bud?' He answers, knowing it's his best friend,
'Jay, someone died this morning.' Zack sighs and Jack sits up,
'What?' He gasps,
'A little boy. Only 5 years old. His name was Darren. He run too far from his parents and slipped and fell off the cliff. There was nothing you could have done Jay. It was the life guards fucking fault. The one that was on the cliff top and supposed to watching out for people was on the fucking phone to his girlfriend. It was an accident Jacky, you couldn't have done anything about it. I just wanted to let you know.' Zack explains and Jack smiles softly through the tears in his eyes,
'Fuck. Thanks for telling me buddy.' He says softly,
'Jay, I love you. You're absolutely incredible, don't ever forget that.' Zack says and Jack smiles wider,
'I love you too Z.' He says,
'I'll talk to you later. Go back to sleep.' Jack's best friend says before hanging up.
In the past two weeks, 5 people had died.
Jack was tired.
And it was only 3 days until Christmas.
Jack was so tired.
The past two weeks had been rough.
4 people had died. 3 had fallen accidentally and one had jumped, all during the day.
There was nothing Jack could do.
It wasn't his fault.
But he was tired.
He was drained.
He was sick of trying to be a hero.
Turned out, Rian Dawson, the last person Jack saved was a journalist.
He asked Jack if he could write an article about the Cliff Angel.
It took some persuading but Jack eventually said yes.
So that's it.
Everyone who reads the paper knows who saves the lives of people.
And Jack isn't sure how he feels about that.
He gets praise as he walks down the street,
And he gets rude things shouted at him.
He doesn't understand why.
He's helping others, why are people criticising that?
Jack wasn't a therapist. He wasn't offering a solution. He was offering a moment of escape. He was offering a hand to hold and ears to listen.
---
It was Sunday morning when Jack woke up to his phone ringing loudly, he picks it up slowly and presses it to his ear,
'What's up bud?' He answers, knowing it's his best friend,
'Jay, someone died this morning.' Zack sighs and Jack sits up,
'What?' He gasps,
'A little boy. Only 5 years old. His name was Darren. He run too far from his parents and slipped and fell off the cliff. There was nothing you could have done Jay. It was the life guards fucking fault. The one that was on the cliff top and supposed to watching out for people was on the fucking phone to his girlfriend. It was an accident Jacky, you couldn't have done anything about it. I just wanted to let you know.' Zack explains and Jack smiles softly through the tears in his eyes,
'Fuck. Thanks for telling me buddy.' He says softly,
'Jay, I love you. You're absolutely incredible, don't ever forget that.' Zack says and Jack smiles wider,
'I love you too Z.' He says,
'I'll talk to you later. Go back to sleep.' Jack's best friend says before hanging up.
In the past two weeks, 5 people had died.
Jack was tired.
And it was only 3 days until Christmas.
Jack was so tired.