The Day It All Ended

My Mistake

Peters POV

2 years ago...

I lived in an apartment in the center of town, right next to Kmart the bulk buy shop. Me, my mum and dad lived on the six floor of the ten story apartment. We had to take the stairs everyday, the elevator was broken before we even moved in. I was ten when we moved in and I'm fourteen now.

My life was just the average simple life of a fourteen year old boy. Yeah I was a little poor at the time, sometimes skip a lunch or two, but still my biggest problems were getting girls to like me.

I had only one girlfriend before, but I don't even know if it counts as a 'girlfriend'. Sure we held hands and cuddled, even kissed once. It was one of those primary school relationships, such a drama for just a peck on the lips. Plus it was only a month. She was way out of my leag, she was one of the 'populars', I think she only dated me cuz all her friends had boyfriends and she knew that I was desperate.

It all ended one day, I don't know why she just came to school and said "I don't like you anymore." then walked off. That was it after just less than a month. To be honest I didn't really care, I wasn't heart broken, I didn't spend weeks curled up in a ball crying. it was just over, I guess that proved I didn't really like her, but now I had the name of a player cuz I was the one of few boys that had dated a girl, especially a popular girl.

I hadn't dated again since then. I guess the break up helped me realize that I didn't need a girlfriend, she just took up a lot of my time and occasionally a dollar or two for a chocolate bar. I never spent much on her since I didn't have much money for myself. I did like her, but I never missed her. Girls are just trouble. That's the one thing I learnt from her, Sophia.

About a fortnight after Sophia broke up with me is when it happened. My mum had told me millions of times to stay off the roof it's dangerous but of course being a teenage boy, why would I ever listen to my mum.

It was seven pm we had just finished tea so I told mum I was going to read in my room. Instead I crept out the front door over to the stairs, the sun was just below the mountains making deep shadows down the stair case. Climbing up the next ten flights of stairs, four more stories up I reach the latched trap door. It's normally has a lock on it but lately the cleaner has just been leaving it open.

The cry fully loud screech it made as I pushed it up and open hurt my ears. The concrete roof was filed with long dark shadows from the machinery and air vents. The view from a ten story building over a pretty much flat town is Spectacular. You can see for miles, with the feeling as though you're on top of the world.

I slowly walk over to the edge dragging my feet excited to feel so free. The wind blows through my golden hair. The thrill of adrenalin takes over as I stand up onto the railing. Looking down at the toy sized cars flying past I feel as though i can finally relax.

It's amazing how feeling so free, yet so alone can just clear your mind and enable you to think freely. Yet one mistake could end it all A slight scare and I could fall ten stories down hitting the road with such a thunk that my bones with crumble with the shock. It could all be over one single move. The pain I would feel would be indescribable but it would be over so soon.

This is the only time I've ever thought of suicide but why is it so bad. It will all be over so why does it matter. No one would even care, my death would change nothing. You could be saying right now don't jump, life's worth it. But is it really, unless you make yourself important it obviously doesn't matter if I'm here or not. For a month or two my parents would be sad, then they would get over it move on and probably have another child. Getting on with their life, replacing the unhappiness with another baby, another distraction from the pointlessness of life.