Thomas's p.o.v.
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I ran frantically towards the edge. His hands were clutching the grubby ground tightly, but his small hands were barely getting a grip.
One of his legs struggled to steady itself on one of the protruding rocks of the cliff.
"Take my hand" I yelled out of breath.
A few small stones dodged down and hit the water, rising the bile up to my throat.
Panic was eating me away. Time seemed to slow around us. It was like we were a separate entity in the universe.
I couldn't lose Raiden too. I had already known losses before and Raiden was the only thing keeping me grounded. I knew I was being selfish and only thinking of myself, but no one was getting it: Raiden was myself.
I loved him. And I didn't know that I loved him.
For one thing, I didn't k
