The Ledge (working title for contest)-not finished

Far off the sky bleeds the colors into smooth coming starlight, and the view from below will dim until the cars which pass by turn on their lights to see. But they won't see me. I am too far up in the air for them to care about what's happening.1

"So, you're going to jump then," a voice which I would like say is familiar, although it couldn't possibly be for I have only heard his raspy cut voice in my head, say.2

I look back.3

"Victor?"4

"Is that what you named me?" he says, laughing. He pulls out a cigarette, looks at it, says, "I don't understand why you want me to die?" He puts it in his mouth, but he just let's it hang there for a while. "You're choice though. So, my name is Victor. Victor? Ok. Did you decide on the spot, or is that what I have always been?"5

"I don't know."6

"Yeah, you do."7

"I don't--"8

"Just think about it," he finally lights the cigarette, enhales and blows out a sigh which to me sounds long and satisfying," it'll come to you."9

I have to look away, and stare back down at the passing cars. I guess I would have one more writers observation if I didn't feel the act in itself to be irrelevent at this point in time. I notice how you only notice new things--like in this small instance the color of the canopy covering the small diner off the main steet is really a dark royal blue, when I just always assumed it was black--when you look away; almost as if the act of looking away caused your mind to focus on new details, just so you could look back and focus on old ones.10

"So, are you going to jump or not?" Victor asks.11

"I haven't thought about it," I say.12

"You know, if I didn't need you to exist, I would just push you right here. Save you the guilt. Since I don't have any."13

"Not yet."14

"Are you saying you're going to give me some in a future chapter, or that I might start feeling guilty only after I kill you?"15

"I can't do this right now. I need you to go away. How did you get here anyway?"16

"Ahh, now that," another sharp enhale, "is a good question. A valid one, and the first valid one you have asked. What do you think? Since all you would let me be up until this point, is an asshole with no name, I see no reason to be nice to you, so... I think you want to kill yourself. I think you want to, but you can't, and perhaps this ledge is some nasty metaphorical place where you can make that decision without having to make it at all. I also think, and therefore you think--since this should really make your day crappy because I know how you hate unanswered questions--that you are too much of a coward to make these decisions with real people, and therefore you have summoned me from the depths of wherever I came from to help appease your own guilt in this matter, and because you don't know what to feel guilty about, you place your guilt on everything, so obviously you need me to give you something concrete, and since I am an asshole, which you probably created to try to anethstetize yourself from guily feelings in the first place, who better than me to try give you something now. Am I close?"17