Before I Fall Novels & Stories

but all this was still my fault I fell back to the bed, and felt my inner demons trying to take over me To be honest, after I started to attend the therapy and all, the demons...the voices had reduced, but there were still there, I knew they were, and times like this, where the perfect opportunity for them to strike again, and tell me that those bastard words were true, and I should just die already, but I didn't wanted to listen to them, at least not until I speak to Lucas, so I covered my ears, and tried to distract myself with some other shit like playing videos games, or something, but no matter how I tried, all I kept on hearing like a mantra was that I was a disappointment, and a curse

Perhaps it was something else; as the next moment, a wave of familiar weakness washed over me, and everything faded. Kian froze as I fainted and collapsed on the floor. Then he bolted into the room and scooped me up, his voice uncharacteristically panicked. “Lily! What’s wrong? Wake up! “Get the car! We’re going to the treatment room now!” However, just as he stepped outside the confessional, his phone rang. The ringtone stopped him in his tracks. He hesitated before laying me down on the floor and rushed out to take the call.

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

I whimper as I fall to the ground, the last person on my mind is Kye before I'm slipping into the dark abyss. ⤝⧫⤞

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

When I look into the mirror I see five of myself, all looking pale. Is it the wine? My fears are confirmed when I cough blood into the pristine sink. The red hue moves slowly down the drain as I start to fall. It has never been this painful before. I try to hold on tighter but my hand is slipping, my breath becoming heavier. “Drew…” I try to scream, but my body meets the floor before I can make a sound. The beeping of machines is like a distant song that’s all too familiar. It draws me out from an otherwise dreamless sleep which feels good for a change.

The way he'd shown me something without requiring performance in return. "Tell me about the nightmares," I said. Not asking. Offering exchange. He was quiet long enough that I thought he'd refuse. Then: "Falling. Always falling. No ground, no impact, just the sensation of losing control. Of wanting to stop and not being able to." "Mine are silence," I said. "Then sirens. The hospital. The moment before I knew, when I still thought counting breaths meant keeping him." We didn't elaborate. Didn't need to. The exchange was complete—his falling, my silence, both of us counting things that didn't save anyone.

I had to live. For us. I took one step. Then another. Then collapsed to my knees. The cold ground scraped against my skin. My head lolled back and I stared up at the streetlight that flickered above me like a dying star. My lips moved before I could stop them. “Grayson…” It came out as a whisper, a ghost of a name I wasn’t supposed to hold onto anymore. Then the world tilted. And I fell. Darkness swallowed me whole. ******** ISLA – POV

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

Sinking to her knees, Sonia unleashed her anguish, her cries echoing in the desolate surroundings. Tears streamed down her face like a rain downpour, each droplet carrying the disappointment and heartbreak of an unrequited love. She allowed herself to revisit the vivid images she had woven in her mind, the life she had imagined sharing with Jayden. The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass.