Fic: Drop
Title: Drop
Characters: Jessica and Tiffany
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Summary: When betrayal strikes, how does Jessica deal with it?
A/N: Um, after reading an angst fic and watching a little bit of 'Soul', I felt like writing angst. This is the first time I wrote angst, so excuse me if it isn't really depressing enough, and don't kill me. ^^;
Looking down the 10 story building, I could see the speeding cars driving by on the road below, hurrying home to their families and loved ones. A silent breeze rushed through the air, blowing my golden hair behind my head. Inhaling probably what might be my last breath, I motioned my right leg forward, letting it hover in the open space before me. A slam from behind stopped me. I turned my head, unable to hide the smile surfacing on my face. The love of my life had managed to break down the door to the roof that I remember locking. She was panting, a scared expression on her face. Outside, I could have laughed at that look, but inside, my soul was weeping for her, wanting her love. No. I don't want her love, not her love, but it was the only love I truly desired.
I rotated my entire body so we were facing each other, her chocolate eyes searching mine for answers. She took a step forward, and muttered something almost near inaudible, "Jessi, why?" I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed loudly. She glared at me with that cute frown of hers, but her eyes widened, when she saw the tears that streaked my face. A laugh of sorrow it was. After I quieted down, I sighed. I raised both my arms. "You mean why I am here?" She nodded slightly and took another step forward.
"I don't want to live in a world where the one I love doesn't love me back..."
"Jessi, I don't kn--"
"You know damn well what I'm talking about!!!" The anger I had been suppressing for so long was beginning to emerge from its hiding place. I could have smiled at the way Tiffany jumped, but instead, hot tears just kept falling. My rage was only at its beginning stage, so I continued, "Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I don't see you when your new girlfriend always has sweet moments with you? HUH?!" Now I was panting, snarling at the girl before me. She was on the verge of tears, but I didn't care. I don't care about this traitor, not her.
"Jessi...you know me and Taeyeon are just friends-"
"What kind of friends kiss?!"
"Jess! It wasn't what it looked li--"
"SHUT UP!!!"
The tears were now unstoppable as I felt the pain in my heart once more, just like the pain I felt when I witnessed that bitch kiss my Tiffany. I was now confused between anger and sadness, maybe I was feeling both. I didn't bother trying to stop her from inching closer to me. By now, she was only a foot away. Tears were falling down her face as well. She extending her arm, but I slapped it away. Hurt, she took her hand back. "Jess...please..." her voice shook with the request.
I didn't want to give her a second chance. The way she had hurt me was painful enough, but to risk it again? I wasn't ready for that challenge. I didn't want to deal with this pain a second time. I don't trust her anymore, even if I did still love her. I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white, trying to suppress the surge of feelings swirling in my head right now. "I thought I loved you...I thought you loved me." Tiffany, who had been wiping her tears with her sleeve, looked up. The hurt in her eyes doubled, no, tripled at the statement. The tears she had managed to remove came back once again.
"I do love you...please, Jessi...let me-"
"No. I don't want to hear your excuses..."
I inhaled sharply and examined my previous love. I gazed at her for a while, taking in every little detail of the girl I possibly could. After a while, I made up my mind. Her eyes widened at the sight of me smiling. I smiled for her only, so I was wondering why she was so surprised, even though she should be. "Tiffany." I clearly stated it, making sure I had said it with all the love I still had left in me. "Yes?" I almost flinched at the sadness in the voice. I hated making her sad, but it was her who in turn, made me suffer.
Gulping in some air, I managed to tell her, "I hope you can love Taeyeon more than you loved me..." With that, I leaned back, letting both my feet leave the building. I couldn't help but smile as I heard her cry out "NO!" and try to grab my hand. Unfortunately, I pulled my hand back just in time. The last thing I saw was her beautiful face streaked with tears before I closed my eyes, waiting for death to take me away. Tiffany, I love you...