Because It's My First Life Novels & Stories

I sound like an animal and I don’t like it at all. “ I can’t. Just like how you don’t want to die…I don’t want to die either. ” I whisper, my eyes shifting toward his lips as I lick my own. This is fucking humiliating for me. “ I have a reason to live. You don’t. ” He replies, coldness radiating from his silver gray orbs. Really? “ The manipulation won’t work on me, Cain. We don’t always need a reason to live. We live because we must live. That’s something even a child knows. ” I inhale deeply and speak out, surprised at my own words.

Angel hugged me tightly. "Then I decided that I will never love anyone in my life. I hate the word love because it makes a person weak. In fact I never had any affairs in my life and you know, you are my first love. You are the first girl in my life" I said and she smiled.

The page loaded. For the first time since leaving, I wasn't thinking about where I had come from. I was thinking about what I could build from here. I opened a blank document beside the new account and typed two lines. New life. New rules. Then I began working.

he said. I sat in the snow with a blanket round me and my shoulder screaming and let that arrive. "In the first life." "In the first life." "You never said." "No." "Why not?" He looked at me then, and I have seen that man frightened exactly twice and this was the second. "Because in the first life," he said, "it came out of you in the last four minutes, and I have spent thirty years unable to decide whether it came because you were dying or whether you were dying because it came."

My mind supplies a million reasons why that’s a terrible idea — the biggest being that he could break me in a way I’d never recover from. But my body is busy performing some kind of hormonal mating ritual while my heart sings hallelujah like it hasn’t learned a damn thing. I hate how weak I feel. “You … that … scares the shit out of me,” I admit. “Ditto,” he murmurs. Then, softly, “It’s your first time.” Not sure if it’s a question or a statement.

Cassian walked toward her. You saved us. She smiled. Mama taught me. I smiled through my tears. Then I heard something. A heartbeat. Boom. Boom. Boom. I looked toward the sky. The First Life appeared. But its face was different. It looked worried. What happened? I asked. It looked at my daughter. She has completed the balance. What does that mean? The First Life looked at me. It means she is no longer merely the Child of Creation. She is the first true Keeper of the universe.

She got up and gave me a hug. "It's all over. Live for yourself from now on." It was something so simple, even an outsider understood. And yet, it had taken me six whole years to finally wake up. Fortunately, it still wasn't too late.

"Sky, what is happening…" "Let's just keep running," she said. "We ‘are’ running, that's the problem!" "No." Her voice was different. Like hearing a song you’d only ever caught fragments of, finally played at its full volume. "This isn't a problem. This is the first time I've ever been truly alive."

Yes, because this is also the first time for me. "There's no particular reason. I just don't want to die while still a virgin. That would be very sad," I said casually, shrugging my shoulders. To be honest I really don't have a good reason why I want to do my first with Al. I purely just want to do it, to feel what I've only been able to watch on my cellphone so far.

In its place was the first real spark of excitement — warm, tentative, growing. We’re going to be okay. We have to be. Because we have each other. And now… we have this little life too.