Love on the rooftop

Synopsis/Intro

Amelia ran to the topmost floor in her school with tears in her eyes. Her uniform was soiled with eggs, tomatoes and flour particles. Her hair was wet with water mixed with egg dripping down her uniform making her smell bad and unkempt.

She looked at the unfamiliar environment she was in and cold shivers ran down her spine. She dragged her feet to the rails with her mind in turmoil, is she ready to do this? She asked herself unsure of her decision. With a look of determination, she held the rails and began to climb. The cool evening breeze blew across her face making her hair scatter all over her tear stained face.

She took in a deep breath and allowed her legs to cross over the rails in an attempt to jump out, "what are you doing?" She heard a deep masculine voice and turned abruptly in fear to see a handsome man standing few feet away from her.

"Please go away" she pleaded but he stood there unmoved. "What are you doing?" He repeated coming close to her, "don't come any closer" she screamed at him and fresh tears poured out of her eyes, "what does it look like I'm doing?, I'm ending my miserable life. Why am so unfortunate?" She lamented and there was a moment of silence between the two of them.

She turned back to the rails and made up her mind to jump at the count of three but at the same time, conscious of the stranger behind her. "Why are you still here? Leave now before you will be called a murderer" she said coldly scared that he might end up in jail because of her death.

"I don't know why you are doing this girl" he said with a sigh "but, before you jump, look around you and tell me if you are worst than the person or people you've seen" he said, his blue eyes teary as he looked into her hazel eyes.

Amelia turned her face away from him "you don't even know me nor the reason I'm feeling this way. I beg you to stay away from me" she replied stubbornly.

There was silence once more until the strange man spoke up again, "since you feel that you are the only one in pains and the only way to end it is by jumping, why the f**k are you still there and not jumping!!?" He yelled and she recoiled in fear.

Their tears were now streaming down their cheeks freely. "I can't do it, I'm not ready" she muttered, "yes, it's not worth it, let's be survivors" he cooed.

Without thinking twice, she fell into his awaiting arms as they cried their eyes out.

Who's this strange man and why do I find solace in his arms? She wondered. "What is the reason behind his tears?", "Why do I feel we are connected somehow?", "What is this feeling I'm having?" She asked no one in particular as she relaxed more in his arms.

Love on the rooftop, solely written by Authoress Gifted

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Chapter 1

10 years ago

Amelia's POV

"Amelia!, Amelia" I heard my mom call from the kitchen. I yawned stretching myself as I stood up from bed. I took my eye glasses from the bed stand and putting it on, I walked into the bathroom ignoring her calls. I came out minutes later with wet hair and towel tied round my body. My door yanked open and my mom walked in with a spatula in hand.

"Good morning Mom" I greeted. "Good morning baby, breakfast is served, be quick and come down before it gets cold" with that, she left the room closing the room door behind her.

My name is Amelia Whites, the only child of my parents. I'm seventeen and in my final years in highschool. I'm of average height, fair and has pointed nose. I have hazel eyes with long black lashes. My skin is clear and smooth probably because I cover it most of the time.

I stared at my reflection on the mirror and sighed sadly, "I'm going to new school today, I wonder how the students would be" I thought to myself. This the fourth school I will be attending and I hope it will be the last. The reason I change schools is because of bullying by my classmates. I was nicknamed "Nerdy Apelia blind bat" and I had no friend at all but deep down I believed things will turn out for good.

In ten minutes, I was done dressing up. I grabbed my bag and wore my round glasses before going down for breakfast. My sight is so poor that I can't see a thing without my glasses.Mom took me to school and after kissing me goodbye, she whispered "be good" to me.

With a deep sigh, I walked into the school compound, many students could be seen walking up and down the school. My eyes caught a bunch of girls taking selfies on the car bonnet, they were pretty, suddenly they looked at me and burst into laughter. I bowed my head in shame. Well apart from being a nerd, I'm also battling with self esteem. I bumped into someone, lost my balance and fell down. My books scattered around,

"I'm sorry" I apologized adjusting my glasses. "No problem, new right?" I heard the person ask, "yes" I replied timidly. "I'm Daisy" she said stretching out her hands.

I looked at her closely, she had black curly hair and wore red lip gloss, she smiled at me widely.

"A... A.. Amelia" I stuttered nervously returning the handshake. She smirked and pulled me up, packed my books and gave them to me.

"Nice to meet you A... A.. Amelia" she teased. "It's Amelia" I corrected smiling. "Wow you can talk without stammering huh?" she asked teasingly, "I don't stammer" I replied back, she smiled "okay I believe you. Come on, I will show you the principal's office" she offered, "for real?" I asked shocked. "Yes, why not?" She shrugged.

This is actually the first time I've talked with someone apart from my mom for long and she even offered to take me to the principal's office, normally I would search for the office without any help, but today is different, a good sign right?. We left for the principal's office together and she waited till I came out, I couldn't be more grateful. We entered the class together and walked straight to her seat. I smiled sitting close to Daisy as the teacher entered the class.

We had maths after my introduction, though I couldn't help stammering and rubbing my palms together nervously. I went back to the seat I was sharing with Daisy and she gave me some wipes for my sweaty palms before we began to write.