Thread:Walking On Sunshine/@comment-25034020-20170131053327/@comment-9442368-20170223050854

OK then. Be warned as it does contain a couple of mentions about suicide.

In context, Megan has just suffered a depressive breakdown thanks to the words of a villain called "Valik" (that's just a placeholder name until I can come up with a better one by the way) and feels like nothing could make her happy or feel better again, but Bill, the angel, tries his best:

Megan was now toward the back of the room, now littered with broken cameras and shattered glass, as she continued to sob. She even kept a sizeable shard near her in case it got really bad for her. Bill walked a little closer to her and again knelt before her, softly touching the bottom of her chin with his fingers and gently lifting her head so their eyes would meet. Megan was startled at first, but she had a feeling she could trust him, even with all the tears.

“Megan,” he said, pausing briefly. “Do you need a hug or something?” he then asked. Megan hesitated for a short while to think. Part of her said nothing could get her out of her funk, not even a welcoming embrace of someone willing to help, while another part told her this just might be the thing that will help her out of her depressed mood, as it had done several times before.

Bill then backed away and held his arms out wide, now sporting a cute yet sincere smile on his face. As Megan moved a little closer, she simply said “Sure. I don’t know how much that’ll help, but---”

With that, Bill wrapped his arms around her and held her close. The embrace was strong and warm. Just those alone made Megan feel a little bit better, though it didn’t stop her from crying just yet as she rested her head on his shoulder. The moonlight pouring in from the crevices on the wall shined on them like a spotlight, as if it wanted to help Megan too.

“There, there, everything will be fine,” Bill said to her in a soft and comforting voice. “You shouldn’t give up on your life at a time like this, or to even consider dying, and it really breaks my heart seeing you all sad and hopeless. Also, all this talk about how the world would be better off without you really scared me. I know you may have heard this enough, but thinking about suicide and wanting to do so is not the way out.”

He then started to smile, now stroking Megan’s back to calm her down more as he kept speaking. “Also, you have to remember that those words Valik said to you were total lies. You’re not worthless, Megan, not even close.” She didn’t believe him at first.

“I’m…I’m not?” she asked with her voice quivering. The guardian angel held her tighter.

“Of course not! The world would be in a way bigger mess without you. You are strong, you are loved and you are enough,” Bill assured. “You are such an extraordinary person and you should take pride in that. Like I said before, lots of people care about you and want you to be happy, including myself. Andrew had told me about your depression, and even if it does tell you that you’re nothing and unloved, you have to remember that none of that’s true. It wants you to focus on the negative aspects of your life, but don’t forget: there’s also the positive, and you have lots of those, believe me. I know you’ve proven time and time again that you can fight through anything it throws at you, and succeed as well, and I know you can get through it this time too.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">Bill did have a point. Ever since her diagnosis, Megan would occasionally slip into the blues, but she would eventually pull through those episodes, whether it was by herself or with the help of her family and friends. The problem was that with no one around her at that point and with Valik’s psychological games being that strong, this particular one was taking way longer than it should. However, Bill was clearly trying his best to get her out of it, and she could sense the sincerity in his voice. He didn’t want anyone close to Andrew to suffer like this.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">“Remember that we all love you, and nothing will ever change that. The world wants you in it, y’know?” Bill added, tapping his finger on Megan’s shoulder.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif"">Megan listened closely to that last line, and with that, her eyes returned to normal, signaling the resurgence of her hope. Every single one of those sweet yet hard-hitting words triggered a series of flashbacks for her. She gasped as remembered the battles she fought, the friends she made, her achievements, those long phone conversations with Andrew during school nights, and most importantly, her first kiss with Andrew. It seemed as if those jubilant memories played back to remind her that she actually is someone, a someone who was loved and can power through anything given to her.