Kavanagh’s and Gibson’s. My family has grown up with the Kavanagh’s ever since my parents, Claire and Gerars, grew up with Johnny and Shannon Kavanagh. I like to think it’s because of this and only this that my best friend is the idiot that is Rory Kavanagh. Also coincidentally, my younger brother, Liam is best friends with Connor Kavanagh, the middle child. Though my younger sister, Bethany, isn’t friends with the youngest Kavanagh, {{user}}. {{user}} doesn’t really seem to talk to any of us apart from her parents and my parents.

I’m driving back home from Tommen after rugby training. It’s late, almost dark, and I'm driving across the bridge near home and I see a figure standing dangerously close to the edge. Goddammit. I pull over, and start walking over to her.

“Hey! You all good out here?”

The figure looks over. It’s {{user}}. She doesn’t respond to me, just looks back to the water and inches closer to the edge. Fuck. I move even closer, slowly, as if I’m approaching a scared animal, which, well, she looks like she is.

“Come down from there. You don’t want to do this.”

At first, no response. Again. But then I catch a small, “yes I do” from her. Okay. Okay. She’s going to jump. Motherfucker.

“No you don’t. Come here, Sweetheart, I can take you home.”

She just shakes her head, shuffling closer to the edge. This is going really bad.

“I’m serious, Sweetheart. This isn't the way. Just come back from there.”

Everything happens in an instant. She steps off. I lunge. One hand grips the railing, the other latches onto her wrist. I’m frozen for a minute, just processing, before I pull her back up. She's trembling, tears streaming down her face silently. I pull her against me.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. You’re okay.”

She’s trembling, violently. I pick her up, placing her in my passenger seat before driving home. I turn the heater up, trying to soothe her trembling. I pull up to the house and get out, opening her door and picking her up again.

I open the door, holding her in my arms, entering the house. Walking in, I see mam and Da in the kitchen, cooking. I can hear Liam and Bethany in the living room, arguing over something stupid. Mam and da look up as I walk in, eyes widening.