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There he was standing on the ledge of the building. I did not recognize him but it felt like we have met before. I felt my phone buzz again reminding me about the voice mail that I ignored early in the night.
"Hello, I'm Zach and this is my boyfriend, Damien," I announced to him.
He turned his head and looked directly at me. Then I figured out who it was. It was the guy that I was emailing. In those emails he was talking about taking his life and that nobody understood him. His name was Sean and he fit the description that he sent in the first email. He was just a little taller then me and was average weight for his height. He hand the emo hairstyle hair covering one of his eyes and he was dressed in all black from head to toe.
"Do not step any closer, I just wanted to see if you would come," he said to us.
"Please tell me you're not thinking of jumping," Damien asked him and just stood next to me.
"Thinking about, I already made up my mind," he paused and then looked at me again. "At least you will know who I am."
"You're John from the emails. How about you tell us what is wrong and maybe we can help you out," I said.
"You remember my name," he said a little shocked. "Why didn't you pick up your phone?"
"I am sorry for not picking up my phone. I should have been there, can we talk now," I said trying not to cry. I knew what was going on through his mind right now. He thought he was alone and helpless. Nobody was there for him.
"Well I guess I can forgive for that since you showed up but that still does not change my mind on jumping," he said and then turned to face the alley way he was going to fall into.
"Wait," I said. He turned around again. "I think you should not do it."
"Why? Nobody cares about me, not my family, not my friends, not even complete strangers," he said and then the tears started coming.
"Wait, I am complete stranger and I care about. I would not be up here if I did not care about you," I said and then paused. "Damien my boyfriend cares about you."
"Yeah, I care about you. If you a friend of Zach you're a friend of mine," Damien chimed in.
"So you just one person," he said as he wiped the tears away from his eyes.
"One person can do a lot. Trust me I know. I been through a lot and there were times I did not know if I was going to make it through but I did. It is totally worth it," I said and then I started making my way over to the ledge that he was standing on.
He looked over at me and then noticed that my leg was in a cast. I made my way to the ledge that he was on and then I just tossed my crutches to the send and hobbled onto the ledge with him. I was standing right next to him and then I got a good look into his eyes.
"What happened?" he asked and pointed to my leg.
"Went on a wild adventure, went to an abandon town and found some treasure and then I broke my ankle. It was fun," I told him. I looked over at him and saw a small smile on his face. That is when I knew that I was getting through to him.
"Wow, sounds like it was something worth while. I wish I had something like that happen in my life," he said and then looked down at the alley below. "That is just one of the many reasons why I want to end my life."
"Really, you seem like an awesome guy, I bet your life is not that bad," I said to him. I looked over at the way I came in and Damien was looking over at us. I smiled back at him and that was all he needed to be reassured that everything was alright. He leaned back and vanished from me sight. I focused back on Sean.
Sean started to cry and then I reached out and started to rub his back to comfort him. He looked over at me with his teary eyes and then he grabbed me. His arm wrapped me and he was balling on my shoulder. I started feeling us to fall over the edge but I quickly grabbed on to a pole that was on ground. Lucky the pole was attached to the roof.
I used my other hand to left his head off my shoulder and had him look me in the eyes. "Do you think we can get off this ledge and talk some where a little safer," I asked him.
"I do not want to go into the club, can we just talk on the roof," he asked me.
"Sure," I said and then he let go of me and moved to the center of the roof. I followed him and Damien joined us. I shook his hand when we were a little safer and then he started tell his story.
"See my parents are these two big shots and are never around. They came home a couple of weekends ago and told me that I had to change myself. They did not like the fact that I was an Emo boy. I hate the fact that they wanted me to change because it did not fit their lifestyle. I told them off that same weekend and they did not even listen," he paused.
"I know how you feel. Most parents like that always want to change you," I said to him.
"Well that is not all, as you know school ended and I found out that my best friend was not really a best friend. He was lying to me about everything and then I caught him and now ex-girlfriend going at it. That is not even the worse part but I was the only one out my friends that did not know," he said and broke down a little. He started crying again and then wiped them away.
"To be honest they weren't your friends to being with if they did that," Damien said. "I had people like that in my life and well I just walked away from them after what they did to me."
I looked over at Damien and then just rested my hand on his lap. Then Sean started talking again.
"Lastly, I have been having an internal conflict with myself. See I been fight myself with some feelings that I been having. They are towards guys, I been straight my entire life and then all of sudden my dick gets hard when I am in the changing room. Then I started thinking about how I would do some of the other guys in the locker room," he paused and looked over at the ledge again.
I followed his gaze and then started speaking, "First of all we have all been through that phase that we think one thing and we're not. I bet your parents are big homophobes and they keep telling you these different things like gay people are not meant to live, we should burn in hell, kill all the fags. Well to be honest they can just kiss my ass for not understanding that we can not choose the one's we fall in love with and want to be with," I paused. I looked over at Sean and saw that look in his eyes.
Some must have snapped in him because he was quickly taken off towards that ledge after I said that. I got up just as quick and did not care what happened to my leg. I went chasing after him. Just before he got to the ledge he jumped up and did a swan dive off the edge. I jump after him and got hold of his belt. He slammed into the side wall of the club and I started slipping off the building.
Damien got to his feet and run to get a hold of me. I was hanging on the ledge with my broken foot and it was in absolute pain. I was not going to let this kid died because of others. Then he looked up at me and then he realized what I was holding onto. He reached up and started to undo his belt. He got it undone and his pants came with his belt.
Damien finally got to the ledge and grabbed my feet. Lucky he still had his shoes on or I would have lost him. I readjusted my grip and now I was hugging his pants and was not going to let go.
"Let go!" Sean screamed at me.
"No, I will not lose you. You're my friend and I am not going to lose you," I said back to him all teary eyed. He started pushing and making us swing. We would hit the wall but I would still not let go of him.
"I want to die," he said all teary eyed. "Why do you care about me? I was nothing till I sent you that email."
"I care because you worth it. I think you're worth everything thing. Please do not throw you're life away because of stupid and ignorant people. Trust me it does get better and there will always be a tomorrow," I plead to him.
Then I noticed he hand skater shoes one and they started slipping off. I knew I needed grab hold of him and not his clothing. Damien was trying to pull us up but was not really working. Then he got the idea to get Ryan and Bobby up here.
Damien reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He dialed the number but it fell on deaf ears. Ryan and Bobby were to busy dancing and making out on the dance floor.
I on the other hand, grabbed hold of his leg. Then I grabbed his other leg. So we made a small human ladder. He kept swinging us into the wall and then I felt Damien's grip loosen, I knew I had to do something. I looked around to see if there was anything I might be able to grab hold onto just in case Damien lost his grip on me.
There was a windowsill about a foot below me, that would be thing I need to grab or we both be falling down to the cement. Damien hand then complete slipped off my leg and I was quickly grabbed the windowsill. My other hand was still holding his leg.
"Please just let go," he pleaded again.
"No," I said.
I looked up and saw Damien looking over the edge. He had a quick sigh of relief when he saw me hanging on. Then he disappeared and I assumed he went to get help or something. I felt the wall vibrating from the club music. Then I looked down at Sean, from this angle I saw more of him then I wanted. I looked straight up his boxers that he had on. He was well endowed; he must have been 8 inches easily. I figured since we just were hanging there to start up a conversation.
"Hey Sean," I yelled down to him. He did not respond to me. "Well since you not talking I will. Ending you life is something only cowards do. I know you're not coward, it took guts for you to come here and jump off the building. By the way, that was a perfect swan dive."
"What?" he yelled back up.
"I said that was a perfect swan dive you did off the building," I told him.
"Yeah, I practice every morning before I go to school. It is the only thing I love," he told me.
"Yeah, plus I think if you die we would be losing something else important," I said with a smile on my face.
"Yeah what's that?" he asked.
"You huge tool and your boxers are cute as well," I said with laugh.
He laughed too. "So I see you noticed that I am well endowed. Well at least that is something else to live for. Showing off for all the guys," he said back to me.
"I want to see you swim," I told him. "Well you let me see you swim?"
"Ok," he yelled back. "I have a question for you."
"Shoot, we go nothing but time," I said to him.
"Why are you doing this?" he said back to me.
"I made promise," I said back to him. "See I was in the same shoes you were but I did not try jumping off building. I was at home one day and nobody was there. I was thinking all the same things minus the girlfriend issue but I was more of the fact that I had no friends whatsoever. Then the thought popped into my head that killing myself would be better then living."
"What did you do?" he asked a little choked up on the words.
"Well I had these throwing knifes and I grabbed one. Then my friend popped up on the computer screen. He instant messaged me. I told him what was going on and told him that I was holding a knife to my wrist. He plead just like I plead with you not to end my life but I was too stubborn to listen at the time. Then I cut one of my wrists and I told him that I did that. I did not get a message back but I about five minutes later, he busted through my door. I was starting to fade but I remember him just wrapping my wrist in a towel and put me in the tub. He started filling it up with ice that he must have gotten from the store," I said and paused to shake a tear out of my eye.
"What a friend," Sean said back up to me.
"I woke up in that tub that was still filled with ice. My friend was sitting right next to the tub of ice and his head was hanging. He noticed I was awake and that my bleeding had stopped. I looked over at him and he looked back at me. He smiled and then told me now that I saved your life I want a promise from you. If you every get the chance to save someone else's life please do everything in your power to save it. I promised him and then he took me out of the ice. I was also lucky that I did not cut too deep. He warmed me up and he just sat with me the rest of the night," I said and then here a voice above us.
I looked up and it was Damien with Ryan and Bobby there as well. I yelled down, "Help has come and arrived." They threw a rope down and it was next to us. "Ok Sean, grab the rope and they will pull you up."
"Ok," he said and then I swung him and then he took hold of the rope. Then he reached down and pulled his pants up as well. Then I felt him brush my back as they pulled him up. Then the rope came down again and I grabbed hold of it with my other arm and was pulled up.
As soon as I was on the roof, I just laid there. My arms felt like Jello that was put in the sun just a little too long. I looked over and Sean was sitting up with a smile on his face. He came over and hugged me. I just sat there and took.
"We better tell the owner just so he knows what's going on," I said to everyone.
"Well the owner already knows. I am the owner of this club," Ryan said to us. We were all shocked a little bit at that news.
I still wanted to rest since my foot and arms were pretty much gone. Sean came up to me and asked, "You never finished the story."
"You're right," I said. "Well I woke up the next morning with him beside me and I came out to him. It was no big deal to him but that is when he made me remember the promise that if any one was in the same situations help him."
"That is cool," he said.
"Yeah and now I want you to promise me the same thing," I told him with a serious look on my face. He looked me in the eye and promised me he would. Then he started to leave when I stopped him. "Well?"
"Well what?" he asked back.
"Am I going to get that address?" I asked him.
"What address?" he said with his voice rising.
"The address I need to be at so I could watch you swim," I said back to him.
"Oh, that address," he said and then he pulled out his cell phone. He texted me the address and a thank you note.
I texted him back you're welcome and I'll be there. He went downstairs with Ryan and Bobby. I want to go home and I think Damien knew it too. Damien helped me back onto my feet. We made our way back down and through the club. The limo that picked us up was waiting for us.
Damien helped me in and I just lay down on the seat. As soon as my head het the seat I was out like a light. The next thing I knew I was being carried up a flight of stairs. I looked around and I was back at Damien's house. We got into Damien's room and he stripped me down to my undies and then stripped himself. He crawled into bed next to me and whispered, "My hero." Then we both fell fast asleep.
I awoke to the sound of my cell phone ring. I looked at the time and it was about twenty minutes before I need to be somewhere. I quickly got dressed and kissed Damien on the forehead. He just rolled over and stayed asleep.
I hoped out of his house and made my way to my destination. I got to the building and the one of the doors was just slightly open. I quietly sneaked in and then I felt the warm air of the place. It sent a shiver down my spine.
I walked a few feet and turned the corner and saw him. He dived off the diving board and it was the perfect swan dive that I saw last night. I knew it was awesome. He swam across the pool and back to where the diving board was. He paused at that end and then got out of the pool.
He was in just a Speedo but it fit him perfectly. I started clapping and he quickly turned around. A big fat smile came across his face as he dived back into the pool. He swam over to me and got out of the pool. This time I saw his package and I was right it was about eight inches. It looked like he was going to burst the seams of that Speedo.
He gave me a big giant wet hug. He let go and there was a imprint of him on my clothes. "I thought you weren't going to come and flake out like every one else," he said.
"You told me six and it is six," I said and showed him my cell phone. "You're just early."
"Well you want to see me swim or you going to join me," he asked and dove back into the pool.
"Well I did bring my swimming trunks but I am not match for you," I said to hi and started stripping my clothes. I was in my trunks and then dove into the pool.
"Just one race please, I never race any one and I would like to do it," he said to me.
"Sure one race," I said to him. We both held onto the wall and was getting ready for the race.
"One," he said.
"Two," I said.
"Three," we both said and took off.
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