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Thor gripped the car's wheel, his bare knuckles turning white with frustration and anger. He shouldn't be driving.
The heavy rainstorm and wind shook the car, the rain dancing in the bright headlights, Thor's eyes welled up with tears.
Thor eyed the tiny red box on the passenger seat. He had been a fool.. big, stupid, fool.
She had left him. Had left him for someone else, for some guy in a bar that was just too good to be true for her.
Of course when Thor had confronted Jane about it, she had denied everything, but after a while of arguing, Jane had shifted the blame, to say it had been HIS fault that Thor hadn't been good enough, not enough.
And of course Thor had left, Jane didn't care.
That night he was going to propose, he was going to propose to her. And she had gone off with someone else.
He was a fool.
Thor's phone rang, he gripped the wheel tighter, the adrenaline rushing through his head and body. The buzzing of the phone and the car racing over the speed limit in the heavy rainstorm made the situation even more intense.
He ignored the phone and after a while the buzzing stopped.
A sob escaped from Thor's lips. Not even realizing he had been holding it.
Thor parked his car over by the huge beach, the car's headlight's revealed couple of bushes and branches and a huge: no trespassing sign in the stormy autumn night.
Thor tightened his jacket, lifting the hood over his head tight and snatched the little red box, slamming the car door shut.
The waves of the water were massive and violent, slamming to the shore, making any boat collapse if someone would dare to go to the sea. The murky water made the whole scene to look even more dangerous and violating. Thor tried to look away. It was dark, but enough to Thor to see where he was going. The rain beat Thor's whole body, the wind shaking him side to side, he clutched himself tighter.
Thor made his way to the old stairs that lead to the top of of the huge rock by the shore that people used for bird watching, and for Thor, to throw away his biggest mistake. Thor made his way to the top, soaked wet, clutching his jacket tighter and the railing even more tighter.
He made it to the top, seeing the water from a far, the moist cold air hitting his face. Thor took out the box.
He looked at it for a while, then squeezing it tight in his hand.
Fucking fool..
Thor raised his arm up and was ready to throw it, throw it far, far away as if it would make everything better. He looked down to see the water hitting the small pebbles and rocks far down below. And..
Wait..
What..-
Thor forgot the box and lowered his hands on the railing, bending down a bit to see more clearly
He had to look at least three times to see down below.
A person down below laying on the pebbles unconscious.
Thor's heart started to hammer, he was sure of it. it was indeed a person.
Thor raced down, his legs almost giving up at the end of the stairs, he swung his body towards the rocks bottom. He tried to locate the lying body that he had seen, quickly starting to doubt what he had seen or not seen, but he found it.
There was a slightly pale body of a man, completely naked washed up on the seashore. Thor ran towards the man, jumping over the slippery rocks and boulders almost slipping.
"He-hey! Hey are you alright?" Thor shouted over the angry sound of the storm.
"Can you hear me!?" He shouted again, only getting an answer from the raging thunderstorm.
He saw the man better now, porcelain pale skin, almost glowing in the dark. His hair was deep black and long, ending somewhere in the end of his back, sticking to his wet face and shoulders. Sharp face features, eyes calm, and close.
Thor bent down, trying not to lose his balance due to the raging gusts of wind, and was shocked when feeling a pulse.
He's alive.
Thor flinched when his skin was ice cold to touch, but seeing the chest rise and fall, Thor noticed the man breathed normally, just as if he was just sleeping. But how? What was he doing here?
He had no time to question though when he slipped his arms under the man and picked him up. A violent gust of wind almost knocked both of them down but Thor kept his balance, gritting his teeth, he powered through.
Successfully he made it to the open beach, the lean man limp in his hands. Thor ran across the beach, making it to the car.
Thor opened the backseats door and placed the out cold man on the seat. He had to get him to the hospital. Thor pulled a blanket from the back of his trunk and wrapped the man in the blanket to cover his figure.
"Alright, hang in there.."
Thor shut the door and got in his seat, turning the engine on and driving off.