Stop thinking. Just do. You always think too much. The world would be better if for once in your life you just D I D something.
The voice was an old friend.
It had been with Ari for years now and it seemed to be intent on staying. It had stayed through middle school and high school and all the way up to this cold, lonely parking garage. It had been with her when she cut herself for the first time and it was there to help her hide the damage in the morning. It was there when she tried to end her life the first time and it was the first thing she heard when she awoke the next morning. It knew her greatest weaknesses and preyed upon her insecurities.
She and the voice, they go way back.
Just do, Ari... just. do.
The winter wind gently swirled around Ari's body in a final embrace as she stooped to weigh her note down with a rock. She walked toward the concrete wall of the car park with a solemn purpose in her steps. She took care to find her footing as she used the stair railing to boost herself on top of the wall. She situated herself ever so carefully. Her legs dangled over the edge as her body began to quiver. She couldn't tell if it was the cold or her body trying to send signals that her brain couldn't receive.
She knew it was deserted and eerily quiet, but at the same time everything felt so loud. As if she'd suddenly become aware of all the little details. She could hear her heart thumping and the blood rushing in her ears. She could feel her hair sting her cheeks as the bitter wind whipped it to and fro. She could feel the cold pavement underneath her legs and the weight of gravity pulling at her feet. She had a million thoughts buzzing around her head, but could only focus on one - "just let go, Ari."