My Savior: Iceland

"_____! Stop!"

I froze. Who was calling my name? I was pretty sure that no one would know where I was or what I was doing. Or at least I didn't tell anyone that I knew of. The last thing I wanted was someone worrying about me.

I turned my head around, looking over my shoulder. Just a single glance and I knew that it was Emil Steilsson. His white hair and violet eyes couldn't fool me. I'd known Emil since he transferred to our school 5 years ago. It was only in more recent years that I had develop feelings for him, although, I didn't plan on telling him in fear of rejection. Though, I couldn't help it when my feelings would leak out, especially when a blush came onto my face. I just hope he didn't notice them.

"What do you think you're doing, _____? You're going to get yourself killed!" said Emil.

"I-I don't care..." That was a weak response. I was trembling as I spoke; it was either from the rain or that unusual feeling I always get whenever I was in Emil's presence.

"Well I care. You shouldn't kill yourself for any reason. We can work things out, whatever the problem is."

"I don't have a problem!"

"I'm not convinced... Just get down from there."

I looked into his violet eyes. I always thought they were beautiful, but I'm not sure what to think now that they were filled with worry and sadness. And it was all my fault. I didn't want this to happen. It was the very thing that I wanted to avoid.

My body didn't respond right away, but eventually I tried to get down from the railing...

Slip.

I screamed. I lost my footing and slipped off the railing. Now I was falling down towards the rapid waters below. Was I going to die? Was this the end? I didn't even get to confess my feeling to Emil. What a shame...

My entire body was swallowed by the waves and the freezing cold temperatures of the water did not go with out notice. My arms. My legs. Everything hurt. Naturally I panicked and tried to gasp for air. There was none. Only water filling up my lungs.

Just when my body was becoming numb from the pain and my mind was becoming clouded from the lack of oxygen, I felt something warm tugging at my arm. Whatever it was, it pulled me through the water.

My head had resurfaced from the water, but I was still in its currents. I gasped frantically and tried to grasp my surroundings. I had difficultly thinking straight as some of the incoming waves splashed my face without any warning. The only thing I knew was that Emil was holding onto me as we strived to find land.

After what seemed like an eternity, we washed up on shore. Looking around, I recognized that we had ended up in the park, more specifically, by the fishing dock.

I coughed up some water as I laid on the grass, breathing heavily and trying to calm myself down. My hair and my clothes were completely soaked through, making feel colder than I was when I was on the bridge.

That was one hell of a ride, and hopefully, I won't have to do it a second time.

Emil coughed a few times, but after that, he was quiet. I wasn't sure if it was because he had nothing to say, or if he was angry with me. Or maybe he was just waiting for me to give him an answer.

"A-are you okay?" I asked him, still trying to catch my breath. Emil nodded.

"What about you?" He was sitting beside me, looking at me from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah, I t-think so..."

"... What were you thinking exactly?"

"Huh?"

"Before you were about to jump. Why?"

"Oh... uh..." What was I suppose to tell him? That I hated my life? I would probably sound like a spoiled teenager who didn't get what they wanted. That wasn't me. "Well, I thought that my life isn't worth living... No really cares about me. If I disappear, nothing would change..."

"... That's a stupid reason. A lot of people care about you, _____. Your friends, your family, the people from school. They would all miss you. And what about me, huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"I would miss you just as much as everyone else."

He would miss me? That would mean he cared about me in some way, right? I felt my face heat up at the thought, so I looked away.

"Y-you're just saying that..." I said.

"_____, I would never lie to you." Emil placed a hand on my cheek and turned my head to face him. "If anything, I would say that I love you. And I don't care if you return my feelings or not. As long as you're safe, I'm happy."

Emil's face was serious and unreadable as usual, but by looking into his eyes I could see that he meant every word he said. The sincerity in them was enough to make me cry. I felt foolish for ever thinking that everything would be fine if I had died. Emil was right. There were people who cared about me and I was just to blind to see it.

Emil held me as I cried, rubbing my back and telling me to let it all out. I sobbed, but I wasn't sure which emotion was causing it. Was I feeling guilty? Scared? Or was I overjoyed that Emil said that he loved me? It was probably all of those feelings that were overwhelming me.

My sobs had quieted down, but I refused to let Emil out of the embrace. Instead, I just rested my head on his shoulder.

"I-I love you too, E-Emil. And t-thank you so much f-for saving me."

"I'm glad. And let's just forget about this whole incident, okay?"

Emil had a small smile on his face, which I couldn't help but smile back. It was rare to see Emil smile. So I was even happier to know that he was smiling for me.

"Okay." I said softly, enjoying the moment.