Chapter VIII - b

"So I'll survive this. If this was a film, the water would be fake and there would be a mattress at the bottom. It wouldn't matter whether I jumped or not. But Harry, look around you. This isn't a film; this is real life! I need to get to the bottom of this cliff and I need to do it now. I'm going to jump. You don't have to"

"Abbie. You don't have to. I - I don't want to leave you. But I don't want to keep risking my life either..." he trailed off.

"Harry, you can leave me. The longer you stay with me, the more your life is going to be at risk-"


"-You're a great friend and I can't believe you stayed with me all this time. I - I - Harry, no offence, but I don't really want you to come with me. I - well, I don't want you to die..." I sighed.


"What?" I turned round to face him. He crushed his lips to mine for a few seconds then came away. I blinked. I blinked again.

"Oh!" I gasped.Then I hugged him.

"I love you" he whispered.

"I love you too" I whispered back. Then I sighed. "But I have to go. If we ever meet again I promise to tell you what this is all about"

"OK. OK." he kissed my hair and then let me go. I stepped into the river. I walked right to the edge and then stopped. I put one hand over my nose and mouth and folded my other arm across my body. I shot one glance behing me at Harry and then jumped. 

The air whistled past me. Spray from the waterfall splashed against my back.I thought it was never going to end. Then I broke the surface of the water. The waterfall pushed me further and further under. I kept my eyes tight shut and swam. When I was clear of the force pushing me down, I swam up. I swam up and up and up. My lungs were struggling for air. The air never seemed to come. It seemed like forever before my head finally broke the surface. I swam to the edge and heaved myself onto the grass. I laid there, on the edge of the river. Gasping for breath and shivering uncontrollably. The sun was beating down on me. I opened my eyes and looked at the top of the mountain.

There was a figure there. He waved and I raised my hand above me to show that I was OK, and that I'd seen him. He waited.I stood up. I pointed to myself and drew a big heart in the air with my hands, then I pointed at him.He did the same but drew a big '2' in the air at the end. I waved. He waved. And then Harry turned and left. And I was glad he left. It meant that he was safe and that he knew I wanted him to.

"Goodbye" I whispered. A tear ran down my cheek.

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