I couldn't handle it anymore. I just couldn't. He tried to help me. But I was just not ready to help myself any longer.
I decided to do it.
I stood on the beach with no one there. I could feel it. The excitement and my heartbeat. And I closed my eyes. Adrenaline was rushing through my head.
I stepped inside the water. It was cool. 'Nothing is happening. Chill.', I whispered, trying hard not to shake. It was nearly impossible to step in the very chilled water, but I still went.
As I took my last breath, I remembered every face that helped me. He. The most caring person I had ever met. We were meant for each other. But not to stay with each other.
I opened my eyes as I was in some kind of sleep. He looked at me. 'Who are you?' 'Death.', he answered in a husky tone.
I looked at him. He looked at me. He finally said,'You're early.'