Woody and Yale Falling Under

Chapter One

Woody's Point Of View

I sat in this parked car for a solid fifteen minutes now, the ticking sound of my watch causing me more frustration.

It was f*****g cold tonight I could barely feel my fingers, my breathing fogged up the windows in my 2.6 million dollar Bugatti Chiron, my hand dripping blood all over myself and my damn interior, but I didn't give a f**k, that cunt got what he motherfucking deserved.

And her?

Fuck her.

I clenched my jaw. My heart still racing as if it was on fire, I could barely feel the sting of the cuts and bruises my hand had endured.

How the f**k could she do that!?

I closed my eyes but all I could see was her naked tanned body on our bed, her back on our white covers, her blonde wavy hair, her bare t**s,

and him.

Him touching her, him touching what was mine, my girlfriend.

I felt the rage build in my body as I began to exhale through my nose, just seeing that f****d up image in my head, had made me want to just drive this motherfucking car to its limit, off a cliff, off this f*****g bridge above the lake in front of me.

I f*****g hate her!

I snapped as I climbed out of my car, almost kicking off the door in rage. I just f*****g had to get out!

I slammed the door shut as my reflection in the window jumped to stare up at me.

Sharp features, angry hazel eyes, a clenched jaw and blood spots on my face from my hand.

I felt a vibration in my jeans pocket but I continued to stare at myself for a moment longer, as if I was waiting for the anger to wash from my eyes.

I answered,

"Who the f**k is this?" I said without looking at the screen.

"Your best man!?" I heard Denver's voice "What the f**k has gotten into you, answering the phone like an angry motherfucker?" He was confused "She say no?" He asked.

"I didn't get a chance to ask her." I said my voice calm but my heart couldn't be tamed. I turned to face the water as I dug my free hand into my pocket to squeeze that f*****g box as if squeezing it would make the feeling of betrayal vanish.

"What happened?"

"She's f*****g Clint!" I said in my thick deep voice.

"What!?" He was furious "Say no more, I'm about to drive down and kill him myself!" I could hear him opening doors and Kelly in the background. "Denver, where are you going?"

"Kelly where's my car keys!?"

"Denver!"

"Woody needs me! Some s**t about Clint and Maggie. I need to go." I heard him and his girl converse.

"Den, man...listen to me, f**k that I already f****d him up he's in hospital, some coma s**t. But f**k Maggie and f**k Clint."

"You ayt man, you sound way too calm right now?"

"No, I'm f****d up. I walked in on them f*****g in my bed." I said letting out some air "All I saw was red. I f*****g rip him off her and just started punching him, it's like I couldn't stop, blood was everywhere and I just wanted to kill him and then she f*****g jumped in the middle screaming at me, trying to stop me from hurting him and that's when I just stared into her eyes and thought f**k it." I sighed "I walked out, she locked our bedroom door with him and her inside, she called the police, the ambulance and whoever the f**k else and then I f*****g trashed the whole motherfucking house with my dads baseball bat, the one in the glass case. I f*****g smashed that s**t open, grabbed the bat and just went insane. I got into my car when I hear sirens and drove off."

I ran my fingers through my hair, knowing I was getting blood everywhere but it didn't bother me.

"When he recovers if he does, Ima send my guys to kill him." Denver said "I can't believe this s**t man!" He was astonished.

"Nah f**k him, let him live in fear of me. Plus I don't want your gangster s**t getting involved. Seriously f**k him man. Ultimately this is between Maggie and I...and I'm done with her." I nodded even though he couldn't see.

"Okay man, lay low for a few more hours the cops are probably out looking for you. You can come over and crash at my place Kelly and I will hide you for a while, till we figure s**t out."

"Thanks, I owe you." I said firmly.

"By the way.."

He continued to talk as I saw a figure climbing over the bar of the bridge. I blocked out Denver's words as I watched with pinched brows, it looks like a female. In that moment it began to drizzle. I narrowed my eyes to see her, she froze.

"Woody?"

I ignored him.

Oh s**t!

My eyes grew. 

She just f*****g jumped!

Shit!

"Woody!?"

"Look man Ima call you back!" I hung up, my eyes wide as I spoke to him in speed.

My instincts kicked in as I ran towards the lake. It's as if I was forced by God to just run, even the wind had pushed me towards the water. I tossed my phone and then fully jumped in.

Fuck, it's freezing.

The water had hit my face with its icy sensation. I was fully emerged, I couldn't see a f*****g thing. The water was murky and it was dark I couldn't see s**t. I began to panic as I swam underwater trying to find her,

I came up for air.

"f**k!" I yelled and then breathed in deeply. I dove under, swimming lower until my blurry vision had seen a dark figure just...existing in one spot,

It was her.

I swam towards her, she became clearer but still I couldn't see her properly. I grabbed her wrist and then saw a bubble of air float to the surface. I wrapped my arm around her waist and dragged her to the top.

I held her as I panted for air. I held onto her tightly trying to keep us above water.

"Hey!" I said alarmingly, no answer.

I swam to the edge of the water where my car was park, f*****g hell its freezing. I lifted myself out and then pulled her onto the pebbles.

"Hey! Wake up!" I laid her flat above the ground on her back as I kneeled over her, I slight tapped her face but she was unresponsive.

I had to do CPR.

I breathed in nervously and then brushed her wet hair from her face, she was...

Beautiful.

I pinched her nose and then brought my lips to her naturally reddish ones. My mouth greeting her softly as I breathed into her, hopping her lungs would just do something,

I did compressions.

Nothing.

"Come on!"

I gave her my air, almost forcing her to just accept it, her body was stubborn.

She...

I...

A coughing sound came from her mouth as a small puddle of water pushed out.

Fuck.

She opened her eyes slowly as I assisted her to sit upright.

Her eyes were dark, big and brown.

She just stared at me as I stared back at her, moments filled with silence.

"God has hazel eyes." She had broken it and then coughed out water again.

"What?" I was confused. "Are you okay?"

"You're bleeding." she looked at my hand, her big brown eyes sparkling in the moonlight. She slowly reached forward to touch my hand and I froze as she did so gently.

"You need to go to the hospital." She said and then I shook my head, still breathing heavy.

"Why did you jump?" I asked bluntly.

"Why does anyone do what they do?" Her lips spoke smoothly as she left out air in the most delicate way.

"God!" She said in pain and then clutched my arm with her one hand and the other held her tummy. A tiny barely noticeable bump beneath her white t-shirt.

She was pregnant.

"Holy s**t. You're really on some other level of f****d up. You're pregnant and you're just jumping off f*****g bridges, just taking your life, and your kids!"

"Shut up! You don't know me." She spat and then lifted herself up from the ground, trying to get onto her feet, she was weak. I stood up before she could, I held out my hand to help her up but she pushed it away. "I don't need your help." She said.

"Clearly." I stared at her blankly, standing before her watching her struggle.

I narrowed my eyes in frustration watching her trying to get up for almost a minute now and then I just wrapped my arms around her and lifted her into the cold air.

"I told you I don't need your help!" She screamed.

"Whatever. Look, I've had a f****d up night and I can tell so have you. Ima offer you a ride home, to the hospital or wherever the f**k you wanna go. If you refuse, Ima get into my car and drive away." I said seriously.

"Do you want a ride or not?"

I stared at her, she stared at me.

We should really stop staring at each other for this long.

"No!" She pressed her lips together and rolled her big brown eyes. I sighed and then I nodded "Fine." I put my hand into my pocket and felt the ring in it's perfect box. I pulled it out and then tossed that piece of s**t into the lake.

Fuck everyone.

I picked up my phone and started to walk, feeling my soaking clothes cling to me and hearing my sneakers squeaking.

The f*****g nerve! I save her f*****g life, jumped into the f*****g lake and offered to give her a f*****g ride. She's so f*****g ungrateful...like Maggie.

Fuck women.

I just wanna..

"Yes!"

"What!?" I turned around annoyed, just remembering Maggie had pissed me off again.

"I-I"she seemed scared at my reaction, my eyes were probably on kill mode. I tried to calm them "I would like a ride but you seem upset and I don't wanna drive with someone who's upset you might kill us and I don't know if I still want to die I mean that was scary dying was scary, plus if I do choose to kill myself I kinda wanna be in control of my death like I don't wanna die if we get into an accident cause you're upset. I just think death should be-"

"Stop rambling!" I raised my voice closing my eyes for a moment she was giving me a headache.

"Get in the car." I nodded and then turned to walk forward, seeing my car waiting for me. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and then wrapped it around my fist. I was losing a lot of blood, I had to compress it.

"Yale Eastern." She spoke softly. I paused on  the spot, not turning to see her. I closed my eyes wanting to be mad but I couldn't be. I licked my bottom lip and then sighed.

"Quinton Wood," I spoke "but Woody...

Just, Woody."