Steemits Got Talent Eliminations Entry - Season 1 Round 1 - "THE SUICIDE POINT" [An original Fiction (PART - 1)]

It was another monotonous day at Hillburg Town and Jeff was running late to his office as usual. He was quite frustrated after being crushed in that metro train daily by the crowd, running continuously to grab those buses, trains and opportunities driving past him.

"Your warnings are over Jeff!! If you ever find yourself getting late to the office again, DO NOT COME HERE AT ALL" shouted Jeff's boss.

"I am really sorry sir " Jeff walked out of his boss's cubicle and headed straight to his desk to settle down.

His colleague Bernard bashed the newspaper on his desk. "Another one jumped off the suicide point. Can you imagine? There is something really wrong with this town's people."

Looking at the newspaper, Jeff shook his head. "If there was something wrong with those nineteen people, then there is something wrong with us as well". He put the newspaper aside and got to work. "After all, we too are from the same town."

"Oh we both look pretty sane!" Bernard sat down at his own desk. "Sane enough to not visit that hill."

That night, Jeff watched as everyone left the office. He had to stay back, making up for the time he wasted in the morning.

"Good Bye, Jeff. "Waving to him, Bernard walked out of the office. "Have a great weekend!"

"You too." Jeff suddenly jumped up. "Weekend? Damn it!" He grabbed his cellphone and checked the screen--eleven missed calls. Jeff called and his girlfriend picked up.

"Where the fuck are you?" the shrill sound of her voice hurt Jeff’s ears.

"Hey, Casey, I am so sorry." Jeff scratched his head.

"Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour." Jeff removed the phone from his ear to save himself from Casey’s screams.

"Casey, it totally slipped off my mind that it’s Friday. I am really sorry, I am in the office right now." Jeff looked around his office’s wall caging him.

"In the office? Again? Jeff, this is the 3rd time it is happening. What do you expect from me? If you don't want to be with me anymore, just say so. Stop wasting my time. This is embarrassing." said Casey.

"No honey. It's nothing like that, trust me. My boss is an asshole. He makes me work overtime and..." Jeff was saying.

"Forget it, OK? It’s over. Don't ever bother me again." Casey disconnected.

"Hey, wait" Jeff floundered.

""Asshole, huh?" The sound of Mr. Peterson's voice behind him had Jeff’s heartbeat racing. He turned around to see his boss standing there, hands folded.

Shrugging, Jeff tried to smile. "You know women...”

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this." Mr.Peterson paused. "You're fired."

Unemployed and alone, Jeff headed for a bar to drown his tears in beer. There were some people, talking behind him.

"Did you read today's news? It was the nineteenth case this year" said the first man.
"Yes and it is only July yet" said the other.
"People say that the hill is cursed. If you ever go there, you can't help jumping off. It makes you do so" said the first one.
"Oh those are just stories" said the third voice.
"No, if they were just stories, why do you think all suicides always take place at night?" said the first man.
"Yes, no one ever goes there in the day time !! They say that the hill calls people" said the second man.
"Bullshit" said the third man.

Sighing, Jeff ordered another beer. He tried calling Casey only to be sent straight to voicemail.

Frowning at the glass in front of him, he raised his hand to the bartender. "How was it empty again already? Gimme one more beer."

"Are you sure? You've had seven already Sir." The bartender moved the huge beer jar away from Jeff.

"Just bring it on." Jeff waved his fingers. The bartender did what was asked of him and Jeff drank it all.

Suddenly his phone rang. It was Jeff's father. Jeff picked it up.

"It's 1 am. Are you planning to come home or not" said his Dad.

"Why can't you let me be by myself for sometime. I am not a kid anymore dad. I am 25 years old now !!" Jeff punched the table with his fist.

"Well if that's the case then you would have had a nicely paid job by now, an own house of your own, a wife and a happy family. You would have been well settled by now if you weren't a kid anymore". Jeff's dad's voice could be heard from a distance as the phone vibrated from his screams.

"Oh really!! Well if YOU ARE so mature than why don't YOU have a happy family. Why did mom leave you?" Jeff stood up while pushing the table. Everyone looked at him.

"Mind your tongue Jeff!! If you are not a kid anymore then you don't need to live at my place. Find your own place and live there. Don't come back here because you don't need me anymore." The phone vibrated again with his dad's shrills and got disconnected.

"Bernard was right. There is something really wrong with this town's people" shouted Jeff and was about to throw his phone away in anger when suddenly he got reminded that it is the only thing he has right now instead of a job, house, girlfriend and parents !! He kept it back in his pocket and screamed loudly. Everyone looked at him again in astonishment.

"What's wrong with you asshole" said a man sitting beside.

"You called me an asshole? Well what are you shithead." shouted Jeff while looking at him.

"Let me tell you who is who here" said the man and punched Jeff in his face!! Jeff fought back but because he was drunk he got beaten up and the other man threw him out of the bar.

Lying there on the ground, Jeff started crying. He felt really alone. "My life couldn't be worse" he cried and sat there. "I have no one by my side, I have nowhere to go !!" he whined when suddenly a newspaper came flying and got hitched by Jeff's shoe. Jeff picked it up and saw the headline "ANOTHER ONE JUMPED OFF THE SUICIDE POINT". "I think I have somewhere to go" murmured Jeff, kept that piece of paper in his pocket, carried himself somehow and walked towards the suicide point!

That cliff was far away at one corner of the town, across a small forest. People believed that it wasn't a good place so nobody used to go there except the ones who wanted to suicide. The way through the forest was dense, as if was untouched since long but drunk Jeff made it through somehow. The beer might have helped him.

It was 3 am in the morning when he reached the cliff. Very still, very quiet. Only the voices of wind and waves of that ocean striking the rocks at the bottom of the cliff could be heard.

Jeff moved forward and sat at the corner of the hill for a while. He just listened to that sound of the sea. He never listened to it before. Even though the Hillberg town had a corner attached to the sea, people could never see it because of those suicidal news every now and then. The cliff was an object of fear for the town's people but here was Jeff today. For the first time, sitting at the suicide point. He looked below. It was really-really deep !!! He pushed himself back and again sat silently listening to those winds.

Boggled by random thoughts after a while, Jeff thought to call her love. He took out the phone and called her but there was hardly any signal. He stood up and waved his phone around to receive some. After trying hard for a few moments, switching off and on his phone, he received it and quickly called Casey only to find that he was blocked. "Damn it.” Jeff clenched his fists. All those frustrating moments of the day again started disturbing him and he walked to the extreme corner of the cliff, stood there in anger, sadness and frustration. All broke, he just wanted to jump off and finish these miseries. He was looking down, preparing to take his last step forward when suddenly a lady spoke from behind "What an amazing view"!

*to be continued....

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It ain't over yet !! Read the PART- 2 here !! <3