Asymptote
Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2019 1:24 am
She was considering it.
G023 - Jennifer Su: START
She stood at the edge of the bridge, toes curling over the precipice, with the only thing stopping her from leaning forward and plunging to her death being the arm she had wrapped around one of the steel beams of the bridge. Her shoes had been roughly discarded just behind her.
She...
She was seriously considering it. Of course she was. Better to get it over with now than to die miserable and alone. Better to go on her own terms than to be horribly dismembered by some horrible husk of what had once been a fellow classmate.
Jennifer wasn't stupid, and she wasn't naive. She knew how these things had gone down in the past. Things were going to go to shit. There was no way to stop that.
Jennifer didn't want to be part of it.
All she had to do was let go.
So why couldn't she?
Jennifer sighed. She didn't want to die.
She considered stepping back at that point, to just move along and not think about offing herself anymore.
But something stopped her from doing that, too.
Was she just going to run around like a lost child before she was inevitably killed by a raving lunatic?
And then there was the other option...
She felt a little sick even thinking about it. She had to get at least one, or this... this whole thing...
It would just happen all over again.
She knew she wouldn't be able to handle that, but she definitely couldn't handle killing someone else.
So...
Stay... or go.
Stay...
...or go.
Jennifer kept her feet planted on the edge of the bridge, indecision keeping her in a vise grip.
G023 - Jennifer Su: START
She stood at the edge of the bridge, toes curling over the precipice, with the only thing stopping her from leaning forward and plunging to her death being the arm she had wrapped around one of the steel beams of the bridge. Her shoes had been roughly discarded just behind her.
She...
She was seriously considering it. Of course she was. Better to get it over with now than to die miserable and alone. Better to go on her own terms than to be horribly dismembered by some horrible husk of what had once been a fellow classmate.
Jennifer wasn't stupid, and she wasn't naive. She knew how these things had gone down in the past. Things were going to go to shit. There was no way to stop that.
Jennifer didn't want to be part of it.
All she had to do was let go.
So why couldn't she?
Jennifer sighed. She didn't want to die.
She considered stepping back at that point, to just move along and not think about offing herself anymore.
But something stopped her from doing that, too.
Was she just going to run around like a lost child before she was inevitably killed by a raving lunatic?
And then there was the other option...
She felt a little sick even thinking about it. She had to get at least one, or this... this whole thing...
It would just happen all over again.
She knew she wouldn't be able to handle that, but she definitely couldn't handle killing someone else.
So...
Stay... or go.
Stay...
...or go.
Jennifer kept her feet planted on the edge of the bridge, indecision keeping her in a vise grip.