“W-wait!’ I called for her until she faded from view. 
I opened my eyes abruptly, just to be greeted by the ceiling lights. I sat up slowly, with eyes blurry from my sleep. A bottle of alcohol rolled off and fell on the floor. A sharp pain panged in my head as I stood. I walked towards the fridge and kicked empty bottles on my way.  
I drunk myself to sleep last night, making me feel disoriented as I drank from the water bottle in my hand.  
I checked the time. 9:35 AM. It was around snack time in my school at this moment. I took a peek of my clothing. I was still wearing yesterday’s clothes and I smelled like shit. I shook my head disapprovingly. 
I made my way to the bathroom then started showering. I decided to go to school today even if I didn’t want to. I am hang-over as fuck too, but I have to. I still needed that diploma, and I couldn’t get it if I keep missing classes. 
A few minutes passed and I was finished. I wore a black hoodie then paired it with black jeans, which is what my wardrobe mostly consists of. I took a look on the full-length mirror then the first thing I noticed was my blood-shot eyes. My hair was messy, and my lips were pale. I looked like shit, to put it quite simply. 
The cold air greeted me as I walked out of the building. I squinted my eyes as the sun rays hit my face. I wore my hood then continued pacing.  
… 
The odious school bell rang in my ear as I took strides through the crowded hallway. Everyone I passed by took a glance at me. Whispers erupted around me. My hands were placed in my pockets. My eyes were void of expression as I stared straight, not wanting to give a hint of however or whatever I felt. 
I’m used to my schoolmates giving me stares. Now, however, was a worse situation. Curious eyes were plastered on me which annoyed the fuck out of me. I bet the news about Andre already spread in the school. 
I don’t know how my school mates would have known about it but that didn’t matter now. I just wanted to get through the day without having to remember about whatever the fuck happened. 
The day went by in a blur. As usual, I sat there in utter boredom. Everyone around me didn’t bother hiding their stares. There were some who approached me to ask me about how I was with the same old: “I’m here if you need someone.” bullshit. And like I always do, I just ignored them. 
My history teacher held a book in her hand as she spoke. I tried to pay attention to her, but I couldn’t. I was seated in the corner of the room, and I can’t hear her much, which, shouldn’t be too bad since I hated her squirrel-like voice anyway. 
I quietly packed my things then stood up. I attempted being discreet but the mere action of me standing up caught everyone’s attention.  
“Going somewhere?” The teacher asked with an annoying nasal voice. I continued packing my things. Everyone’s eyes were probably on me as I moved. As usual, I didn’t give a fuck. 
“Uh yea. Kinda.” I nonchalantly answered then slung my bag over my right shoulder. 
“As far as I remember, classes won’t end until half an hour, Mr. Miller.” She warned in a stern voice which didn’t baffle me in the slightest. I just shrugged her off then casually walked out of the classroom with my hands in my pockets. “Mr. Miller!” I heard her follow up in a sterner voice this time.  
The hallways were empty, much to my delight. Prying eyes were the last things I wanted to encounter right now.  
It was a daunting day of people approaching me and bombarding me with their questions and condolences. I doubt some of them were even genuinely sympathetic and just wanted to gossip. They showered me with insincere apologies thinking they were actually going to help at all. 
I just needed to get the hell away from here. 
… 
I puffed a smoke from my half-through cigarette. I let the dark smoke linger in my lungs, basking it in. It felt good. I leaned against the damaged chain-link fence then watched the river run continuously. 
The sun was just beginning to set. The clear skies were filled with a faint orange tint. The stratus clouds were beginning to waver. 
It was quiet, only the sound of clashing waters echoed in the open air. It was a great view. It was a peaceful place that I definitely wished I found sooner; away from fucking people. 
Normally, I would’ve gone straight home as soon as class ended but I simply didn’t feel up to it. I’m not sure I want to be greeted by the murky confines of my apartment. The silence in there would’ve deafened me. Being alone with my thoughts wasn’t exactly the best scenario I could find myself in either. 
The emptiness of my apartment would’ve just reminded me of how my departed friend used to bug it with his presence. In a normal day like this, he would’ve hang-out with me in my apartment. He would talk about nerdy shit while I pretend to give a fuck.  

I dropped the cigarette stick then stubbed it with my shoe. The breeze started to grow colder by the minute, signifying the coming of dusk.  
I should probably get going now. 
I walked past a dark alley which led me to the river. The buildings around were abandoned and only a few cars drive by the empty street. The abandoned apartments were trashed, graffiti tainted its surface. Recently, a rich bastard purchased these apartment chains and wanted to rebuild a mall which is why its abandoned. 
With hands in my pocket, I trekked on the mossy pavements. Clearly, the rebuilding of the mall was in much delay. Nonetheless, I once again enjoyed the silence and solitary the place gave me. 
The thought of going home didn’t excite me but I had to leave sooner unless I wanted the dark to catch up. 
I just had to walk pass a bridge before reaching the bus stop leading to the main city. I don’t know how I made it all the way here by foot, but I guess that’s what happens when drowned with one’s own thoughts. 
Halfway through the road bridge, I took a glance at the rivers beneath. The pressure of the flow tremendously increased and so did the cold wind. Leaves began to rustle aggressively. 
Is there a storm coming? What the fuck’s happening? 
But what confused me the most was the sounds of footsteps behind me. I turned around and see a girl caped in a blood red cloak. It was her. She looked at me with the same smile she always gave. 
“Why are you here?” I asked, eyes sharp like daggers. 
Suddenly, a dark cluster of fog invaded the skies, causing darkness to spread. The wind blew more fiercer and heavy cold rain started to cascade from above. 
I tried calling out to her again, but the storm drowned out my voice. I squinted my eyes, desperate to get a good look at the girl despite of the thick waters clouding my vision. 
As soon as she ate the distance between us, she pierced my eyes with her longing gaze. She looked at me with sorrow and at the same time, happiness. 
Questions began to bombard in my mind. 
As if she wasn’t uncanny enough, she placed her palm on my right cheek then looked at me with elated eyes. 
“After a few centuries, I finally get to be with you again.” She said with a quivering voice. I wanted to push her away. I wanted to push her hand away from me. 
But I didn’t. There was something about her touch that felt genuine and sincere. There was something about the way she looked at me that I couldn’t quite place. It felt surreal. It felt like a distant memory that I long to remember. 
Suddenly, the concrete bridge began to crumble around me. Fear enveloped me as the bridge started to collapse. I looked at my feet then saw holes starting to grow wider. 
Frightened, I looked back at her, but she was suddenly gone. “N-no!” I screamed much to no avail. Shouting for help was worthless. I was in the middle of an abandoned street. The bridge was slowly falling, and the storm never stopped roaring. It was a hopeless situation. 
I tried to grab hold of the railings as the concrete fell down like raining dust. Clumps of it fell unto the water with impact. I gripped the metal railings like my life depended on it, which in my case, really fucking did. 
Despite of my best efforts, it was all in vain. The cold water drowned me out as I desperately clung to my life. My palms started slipping away from the railings. I tried to scream but it was no use. The bitter storm would have easily flush out my pleads. 
I eventually slipped off the railings. I screamed as I felt myself plummet hundreds of feet down to the monstrous rivers. Everything around me went into slow motion. The swift rain drops suspended in mid-air as I fell to my demise.  
This is it. This is where it all ends. 
I closed my eyes. I braced myself for the impact, anticipating my fate. Every sight or sound around me to faded away. And just like that, there was nothing.