She Headed towards the glass wall overlooking the city. They were about 26 stories up. She punched a hole through the window, the glass sliced through her hand and blood began gushing out, but she felt no pain. All there was, was the hollowness of her heart. That was all she had left.

She took one last look around, the room was completly silent, everyone was just standing there, statuesque, not one of them would come to stop her. Tears began filling her eyes. Soon, soon she would be with her friends again and these people, these people who she had tried fooling herself into believeing were her friends wouldn’t even so much as say goodbye. All they did was stand and watch.

She turned back to the window and took a step. Gravity did the rest she was freefalling from a 26 story building. The warm winding whipping against her face. She closed her eyes and basked in it’s warmth. It was as if the wind was calling her, embracing her and the warmth was there to comfort and soothe, to tell her that everything was going to be okay and that soon it would be

Over.