(Esmee) in time, under the train (mi's side)

In time

I screamed his name at the top of my voice making every one around me jump and stare like I had lost my mind. In fact it seemed that the entire population of platform one might have heard me except one and that was the only person I was trying too get to notice me.

The speeding train was getting closer now and I noticed Emmet give a quick glance round before he casually put one leg up on the bottom run of the fence pretending to do up his shoe lace when in facet he was preparing his self to volt the fence; I had seconds.

Shrieking at the top of my voice I pushed my tired body through my dizzy haze and sprinted towards the stares trying to take them two at a time before I misplaced my footing half way up and my body fell down to smack against the stairs, bruising my shins and grazing my knees and hands as I tried to save my self at the same time as ripping my arm open against something sharp on the railings.

Once again concerned people stopped and tried to see if I was OK but I was back on my feet before any of them had chance to trey and help me and I was running again the train was really close now and Emmet would be ready to jump down to great it as it rushed past.

“Emmet! I shrieked again as I reached the top of the stair and span madly around the corner to get to the bridge almost knocking over a young man that called me a “fucking stupid cow” before growling and walking off

“Emmet stop! Emmet don’t! Emmet!” I Cried, and Catching his name just in time he stopped and looked at me as the train past underneath us in a whirl.

I had never seen his face like I saw it then, the grief upon it made my soul ach and his eyes where red from his still falling tears. His whole body looked like he had just been beaten up and he stood like someone had sucked every last ounce of happiness and strength out of him.

“Emmet I whispered again,” Trying unsuccessfully to catch my breath as I made my body move the rest of the way to him. “I found your note,” I squeaked before the blackness swirled around me and my body fell down to meat the floor.





　

Under the train

“Esmee! Esmee, can you here me? Esmee! Will someone call me an ambulance?”

“Is she all right mate?”

“Dose she look all right? Call me an Ambulance!”

“And tell them what?”

“”To get the arses here now! Just call me a fucking ambulance!

“All right, all right, you’re an ambulance” I moaned trying to pull my eyes back open away from the thick blackness that surrounded me even though I didn’t want to. Suddenly I was tired and for a few seconds I felt my self drift again before painful knuckles rubbed under my collar bone and Emmet shouted again;

“Esmee! Stay with me, Esmee keep taking to me! Open your eyes!”

“I still love you,” I crocked managing to get my lips to smile just before I finally managed to persuade my eyes to flicker open as well. I wanted to see his face again, no more then a few hours could of passed between the time that I had made the biggest mistake of my life that almost killed us both and where we where now but it felt like years sine I saw his face up close or felt his arms around me and I wanted that more then anything else.

The world around me spun fast as I tried to get my eyes to focus onto Emmet who was hunched over next to me his face up close next to mine so he could here my jumbled speech.

“I still love you.” I whispered out again hoping that he hadn’t responded last time because he hadn’t heard me properly but he did not respond again, instead his eyes glazed over with tears; he didn’t believe me and there was no way I could make him.

“You’re extremely tachy.” Emmet moaned his two fingers pressed over the back of my wrist.

“Oh thanks,”

“I meant you heart rate,”

“I know what you meant Emmet,” I moaned turning my head away from him, “I was trying to be funny.”

“Do you think this is funny?”

“Oh for fuck sake, I fainted that’s all, I was hyperventilating and I fainted I’m fine now just let me get up and we can go home, problem over.”

“I’m not sure I live there any more.” Emmet sighed looking away from me as he went about trying to dab the blood away from the grazes on my knees and the cut on my arm but I moved them away in defiance.

“I still love you Emmet.” I moaned even though I had given up on him saying that he loved me too, after all I asked for this, this is what I wanted when I had chose to tell him that I didn’t love him any more however I hadn’t planed to live this long with out him by my side; it should have been me under that train.