Five More Minutes, Please

The hair on my arm prickled as the rain fell around me. I couldn't remove my eyes as I looked down form the schools roof top. I wanted to believe they were still there, just another stunt. Something to get our hearts racing. But as their blood swirled darkly with the rain water, I knew they weren't gonna be able to joke anymore. My heart wanted to believe that they are still breathing, but my mind knew, no one could survive the fall from this high.

My body felt heavy, my soaked clothes felt suffocating. My knees slamming against the wet concrete, my heart pounding like drums in my chest. There were screams that echoed from below, but soon all I heard was the sound of the thundered that rumbled above. What happened? Not even an hour ago they were laughing and joking with us at lunch. Planning this weekend, gossiping about the cute boys and girls that were in our class.

What changed, making them suddenly hate themselves? To resent this world? I felt hot liquid roll down my cheeks. The recent event playing in my mind, causing my heart to quiver. I wanted to shout their name but only a scream followed through. I never realized that I was the problem. The constant jabs, the comments that I made. Always laughing at them even when it was important.

I watched them stepped off the ledge as I open the roof door, their once bright brown eyes. That reminded me of an eclipse when the sun hit them just right, dull with unimaginable pain. I watched them smile as I ran towards them. Watching their body meet the ground. If only I had five more minutes, I could have hugged them. Begged them to stay, be there for them. Apologize for everything, begged them to let me fix this. But I know, as I screamed at the world, that I was never gonna get those five minutes. They are gone forever because of me.