There he stood, and there he jumped, hair white as snow, porcelain skin and sleepy eyes that didn’t care much, wearing only a pair of jeans, barefooted, his barechested pale body reflecting the night’s moonshine.
Standing on the edge of the city bridge, he jumped.
Or so he thought, as a voice stopped him before his leap into the air. «Excuse me, is there any way to make you reconsider throwing your life away ? »
« Huh ? Throw my life away ? Go away kid, it’s none of your business » Replied the shirtless guy with a frown, he just side glanced at the kid, who had a small stature, wore a green hoodie and held a red round lollipop. ‘What does a young kid even do outside at such an hour ?’
« It’s just not it sir, life is worth living, if your life sucks you always change it for the better. » said the kid in a high pitched voice, the hooded kid face wasn’t apparent, the hood he wore masked his features, and the poorly lighted bridge didn’t help either.
« What do you know about a bad life kid ? Go somewhere else, let me leap in peace. »
« I’m grateful with my life, however it turn bad, and i’ll never just give it up. My late dad always told me life’s a treasure, and we dont throw treasures away. »
« What about your mom ? Does she not know little kids like you get kidnapped at night? How did she even let you out of your home ? » he asked, with a hint of worry on his normally uncaring face.
« Mom never knows where i am, she never spend night home, always with her boyfriend of the month, but never with me, and it’s okay, she’s my mom. »
‘Poor kid.’ « You know kiddo, show me your face, maybe i’ll change my mind if you ask me not to jump with a convincing smile. »
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And the kid removed his hood, shocking the shirtless guy.
His face was partially burned on the left side, and after a second look, he could see that his left hand which was previously in the front hoodie pocket was burned too, reddish crispy looking scars that explained why the kid hid his face.
His hair was shaved, eyes black, he clasped his hands in a begging manner, and smiled. « Please sir, dont jump, please. »
the man on the edge felt moved, his eyes teared ‘Oh, really poor kid, you have it hard.’
« I changed my mind then, i won’t jump... »
The kind was overjoyed, his grin got even wider than his pretty smile a second ago. « Thank you sir, thank...AAAAHHHH »
« We’ll jump both. »
In a very sudden movement, the guy grabbed the kid by his waist, and they were both over the bridge, the kid screamed with closed eyes, his end was so sudden, the life his father told him not to lose, was going to end soon.
« OPEN YOUR EYES ! »
and he opened them, expecting to see the ground coming near to his face, but instead, he was in the air, in the sky, among the black night stars, he was flying, and the white haired guy had four white majestic wings emitting a silvery light on his back.
« Time to tell me your name kid. »
« My name Enzo. » he replied weakly, still not believing that he was somehow flying, his eyes were wide and sparkly at the moment, HE WAS FLYING ! Or technically held by a flying man, but it’s still the same feeling !
« Enzo, enjoy this night trip, we’ll fly across the city and back to your home so you can get to your bed. »
« What’s your name sir, and what are you ? »
« Call me Angelo, and i’m what your people call an ‘angel’, now don’t ask a lot of questions and enjoy the city lights, the cold night breeze, the feeling of freedom from the shackles of gravity, this will be our final meeting for a while, but not the last, i’ll meet you in ten years from now, and you’ll be my partner in a certain crazy event, i don’t know why but i decided on choosing you, you seem a kind kid, and i hope you’ll turn out to be a kind man as well. »
Ignoring the many questions on his mind for the moment, Enzo said « Thank you big brother Angelo, i’ll be sure to be the kindest man ever. »
‘i was first accused of suicide, And now i’m a big brother figure, what a night’ « No need to thank me kiddo, now let me focus, flapping my wings against the fierce winds tonight isn’t as easy as it seems. »
Night’s was over, Enzo was back in his bed, recalling the white haired guy words, what did he mean by that ‘crazy event’ ? what did he mean by choosing me as his partner ?
He had no idea, but he was sure about one thing, he already missed him, and he hoped to see him again one day, to retry that freedom feeling again, and to enjoy his warm company.