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Distribution: Flights.
"What am I doing out here Kat?" he asked her as he got on the roof of the hotel.
"I'm thinking about stuff. I don't know why you're out here."
"You're thinking about stuff-- up here? Come on..."
"What? You're going to tell me where I can think now?"
"No. It's just that there have to be better thinking places, you know."
"Why? This is fine. I got the sun beating down my back, it's quiet. Well, it was before you hauled ass up here."
"Sorry. Shall I leave?"
"Yes."
He stopped in his tracks. She'd called his bluff. She always called his bluffs. He went over to her and looked down. He stepped back from the ledge quickly.
"Afraid of heights?" she asked.
"Usually no, but this is damn high."
"Oh well..."
"Kat, what's going on?"
"I'm tired. I'm just tired, that's all."
"Tired? Why don't you just lie down?"
"If I lie down, go to sleep, I'm going to have to wake up the next day. I don't want to do that."
"You saying you want to die?" his blood ran cold in his veins.
"I'm saying I don't want to live anymore."
"What's the difference?"
"Wanting to die means you're looking forward to death. I just don't want to live. The whole living and breathing thing. That's my problem."
"So you just give up?"
"I just give up."
"That's ridiculous."
"Yeah..."
"So that why you're out here? To kill yourself?"
"To end my life."
Before he could reach, she swung her legs over the side and stood on the ledge. His heart stopped. He saw the wind disturb her bangs, saw how it made her crisp white shirt stick to her curvy body.
"Please don't," he whispered, coming closer, forgetting his fear of heights, "don't end your life."
"Why not?"
"I care about you."
Tears welled in her eyes again and for the first time, he realized her brown cheeks were already streaked with the salty remnants of tears.
"Everyone cares about me."
"Isn't that enough? We're all going to miss you when you're gone Kat. We're going to miss you so much."
"For a day, two at most. Then, you'll all go on as you have before and you'll all be fine. I can promise you that you'll all be fine."
"We won't. Kat..."
He stepped closer and she stepped back-- into almost nothingness.
"Don't come any closer."
"Kat. Please. Don't do this. We'll all care, it'll matter to all of us."
"For just one day," she whispered, stepping back one final time before letting herself fall into the abyss.
Scott ran over to the edge of the roof and he saw her broken body on the concrete. Pain lanced through his body as he recalled her final words. And deep down inside, in the place he didn't like to think about, he knew she was right.