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Lost And Found

Lost And Found

Author: MustNotBeNamed

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Introduction

After feeling lost for a quiet sometime— A girl who wanted to end her life unexpectedly saved by a stanger. What will be the consequences of saving someone who is suicidal? Is he prepared for it? How can they affect each others life now that they will be living under the same roof?
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Chapter 1

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

WARNING: SUICIDE

She wanted to die until she met him.

CHAPTER 1: FREYA

Do I believe that there is life after death? Maybe. Do I wanna find out if it exists? Hell yeah! But there is only one way to find out whether it's real or not— to die.

"Pack your bags and leave this goddamn house!" I sighed when I heard my stepsister yell outside my room. I was lost in my own thoughts again. "Freya! Are you purposely ignoring me?!"

I stayed in my bed unbothered and stared at the ceiling. If I leave this house where the heck would I go? I have friends, yes, but I don't wanna bother them with my fucked-up life.

Ever since I went to college, I've been staying with my stepsister and her husband who's very abusive of her by the way. I don't really get why she still stays with him. He's a total— good for nothing, son of a bitch— asshole.

I heard a loud knock again, "FREYA!" I took a deep breath and walked towards the door and opened it. She's glaring at me. She looks really pissed. "You failed your exam, again!?"

I bit my lower lip. I know I'm a failure. "Feli, I'm sorry—" but I didn't get to finish what I was saying when I felt her hand on my cheek. I was stunned. This isn't the first time she hurt me, but every time she does, I still get overwhelmed.

How can you hurt someone you love? Or maybe she never loved me— after all, it was my mother who ruined their perfect family.

"I don't need a failure in this house," her words are like a knife stabbing my chest. "It's been four years and you still haven't graduated? How can you be so stupid!" she keeps yelling hurtful things to my face and I just keep accepting it.

Well, maybe I deserve it. I was the one who persuaded her that I want to come here in Canada to study nursing. She was adamant at first but when Dad talked to her about it, she eventually agreed, although she said that she'll let me stay here in one condition— I have to have a job after four years.

"I'm sorry—"

"I'm so tired of hearing your apologies! Leave, now."

"I've nowhere else to go, Felicity!" I snapped. I don't wanna end up in the streets.

"That is not my problem anymore. We had a deal, remember?" she said heartlessly. Fuck! "Pack your things or I'll throw them out in the streets!" then she left me just like that.

I gathered all my strength to grab my belongings. I'm trying to get my shit together and not fall apart. I don't wanna give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry and beg for another chance. Pride is the only thing I have right now. I'm not begging anyone ever again.

I packed my things as fast as I could and went downstairs. I saw her and Dennis, her husband standing in front of the main door waiting for me. Wow, they must've been so excited for me to leave this forsaken house.

"Make sure you packed all your stuff; I don't want you to come back here again." I held myself to roll my eyes at her. I can't believe I stayed here for four freakin' years of my life!

"We'll miss you, kid," he said nonchalantly. I almost threw up hearing him say that. I hate him so much!

I didn't bother to say goodbye to them and just got out of the house without looking back as I dragged my luggage with me. I stopped at a park near our area and sat on the bench.

Now, who should I call? I took my phone out of my pocket and scrolled down at my contacts. I bit my lower lip— I do this more often than I thought when I feel nervous.

A few minutes later I decided to call my closest friend Albert. "Al?"

"Rey?" he sounded surprised when I called him because I rarely call people, "Freya? What's up?"

I sighed, "I got kicked,"

"Out of the Uni?!"

"What?! No! Out of my stepsister's hellhole." he let out a deep sigh as if he were relieved.

"That's good news!"

"How is that good news, Albert? I'm homeless!"

"Man, you can always stay here at my place." I know that, that's why he's the one I called. Out of all my friends he's the one I'm really comfortable with, plus, his family is really nice. In my next life, I wish to have a family just like his. "My Mom would be ecstatic to have you here!"

"Are you sure?"

"Freya, just come here, okay?" I dropped the call, picked up my stuff and started walking. I don't have any money and I'm too shy to ask him to pick me up. God, I'm so pathetic right now.

Am I really that shameless to stay at his place? I'm not thinking that I might be a burden to them. I don't want to ruin another perfect family. I scratch my head in frustration. Should I just kill myself? That will be the easiest option right now.

A few minutes later, I stopped walking, took a deep breath and bravely stood on the ledge of the bridge near the park. Fuck it. There're no people passing by this time, no one would find me if I jumped off now.

I slowly move my left foot off the ledgeI feel unbelievably calm. My heart is beating steady as if it already accepted my fate. I can feel the familiar cold wind on my face— I smiled for the last time. So, this is the end, huh? Will I finally be able to find out if there's an afterlife? I proceed to move my other foot— I closed my eyes as I inhaled my last breath.

"Holy Jesus!" I heard someone yell, and suddenly, I just felt someone hug me from behind and pull me off the ledge! It happened so fast I have no time to be shocked.

What the hell? He saved me, when clearly, I don't want to be saved!

To be continued—

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