How to Save a Life

Everyone has Bad Days

This was the worst day of my life. I got fired, broke up with my girlfriend, lost my friend and my dog died all in one day and to top it all off, it was raining. Not just a light drizzle either. Nope, since it was me in out in the rain, it was fucking pissing it down like there's no tomorrow. I was soaked to the skin and my hair was dripping and flat against my face. My clothes were drenched as well. I sighed as I looked over at the sea. I was sat on the pier, trying to work out where the hell my life went wrong. I sighed as I hugged my knees. It was sometime after 10pm and I was really done with life and everything it had throw at me. It didn't help that I felt like an epic failure already. It was bad enough when I was working in Walmart but now I had no job. I sighed sadly as I felt my eyes fill with tears. What was I going to do now? Maybe just giving up and ending it would be best. It's not like anyone would miss me anyway. Jimmy would probably be the only one who would but other then him, no one else would. I sighed and get up before walking closer to the edge and looking down. The sea was clashing and churning. I took a deep breathe and went to step over the edge.

"Hey!" A voice suddenly shouted, making me jump as I wasn't expecting it. Unfortunately, for me, I also missed my foot and began to fall. However, someone grabbed my shirt and pulled me back before I could fall into the sea. We fell and tumbled forward with me landing on top of him. I look down at the stranger and was met with bright green eyes, sparkling despite the fact that I had flattered him and that he was lying on the wet floor in a rainstorm, getting as soaked as me. In fact, he seemed amused by the entire situation. "Hey there,"

"... sorry..." I gasped, getting off him and kind of just sat back, feeling more stupid then ever. He just sat up and smiled, pushing his now soaked hair back and grinning at me. His clothes were soaked but looked like the kind of thing I was wearing. He was in black jeans, a skull top and a leather jacket. He looked round, causing me to look round too and notice the broken umbrella. "Is that yours?"

"Yeah,"

"Sorry,"

"No biggie. I'll get a new one," He replied.

"But you're soaked now,"

"Ah... well yes but a bit rain never killed anyone right? That was just the pneumonia afterwards," He laughed lightly. "Besides, I like the rain and I really did need a new umbrella,"

I couldn't help but smile a little.

"I don't want to be nosy or anything but were you trying to jump or just peering over the edge?"

"I was thinking about it," I said honestly before I could even stop myself. "But you kind of took me by surprise..."

"Ah," He replied. "Any reason why you want to jump?"

I looked at him and before I could stop myself again, I just told him everything. How I got fired. How I found my girlfriend fucking my friend and how I broke up with her and threw them both out and how my dog died.

"I'm just so fucking done with the world and I really don't know what to do," I gasped, looking up at the sky before looking at him. "Sorry. I didn't mean to lay that all on you,"

"Sounds like to me, you needed to get that off your chest," He smiled sympathetically. I nodded. "I hope you don't mind me saying this but you're probably better off without of your bitch of an ex and asshole of a friend. I'm also guessing that your job was a downer and I'm really sorry about your dog,"

"Thanks," I mumbled. "Yeah, it was. I worked in Walmart. Definitely not where I want to be,"

"At least, you don't have to go back there," He smiled. "I know it's a bad day but come tomorrow, it will be over and then you can start again,"

"That actually makes me feel a lot better," I smiled. He smiled back.

"I'm Zachary Baker but my friends call me Zacky,"

"Brian Haner," I replied. He got up and offered me his hand. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. "Um sorry for been an emotional wreck on you,"

"No problem. Everyone has their bad days," He replied, smiling. "We should probably get out of the rain though,"

"Yeah..."

"I know this great place that does the best hot coco in Huntington. Wanna grab one?" He asked,.

"I would but I didn't bring my wallet," I replied.

"I'll buy," He replied, beginning to walk off. I bit my lip and followed. As it turned out, the great place was a small cafe by the beach that didn't seem to have a lot of customers. Zacky walked in and I followed. It was cozy looking with sofas and indoor heaters. Zacky walked up to the counter and ordered our drinks as I sat down by the heater. He walked over a few minutes later with two drinks. "The signature hot coco with extra marshmallows,"

He put one in front of me and sat down. I picked it up and took a slip. It was the best hot coco I had ever.

"Wow,"

"Told you,"

"No kidding. This is amazing," I replied. "So why were you out so late in a rainstorm?"

"I love the rain. I find it extremely relaxing,"

"How did you know this place would be open at this time?" I asked. He pointed to the barista who was a young man with a brown mohawk.

"That's Johnny. He's a friend of mine," He replied. "This place is like a cafe bar that students hang out in. Hey, why don't I ask if they have any jobs going?"

Before I could even say anything, Zacky had wondered over to the barista and asked him if they were jobs going before coming back.

"They're hiring. Johnny said that you just need to bring in your cv," He grinned, sitting back down and slipping his drink. I just kind of stared at him. "Hm?"

"You barely know me and you've already saved my life, brought me hot coco and now asked your friend if he has work for me. Why?"

"Is it illegal to be nice?"

"Well... no... I just didn't expect it..." I replied, honestly. Zacky just smiled and we just ended up talking about all kind of things before he got up and stretched.

"I better head off," He mumbled as Johnny cleaned up. "Do you have a phone?"

"Yeah," I replied as he held out his hand. I unlocked it and handed it to him. He typed in something before handing it back. I rose an eyebrow.

"My number," He smiled. "Give me a call sometime,"

With that, he just left. I unlocked my phone and found his number under the name Zacky :3. I couldn't help but smile. Maybe today wasn't so bad after all.
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So new story. Hope you guys like it. Yup, it's a synacky. It's an idea that's been on the edge of my mind for a while.