Don't Let Me Fall Book Novels & Stories

The door suddenly closed and she pushed me to the big hole and in an instant, I fell. I fall and fall like there is no end. “Aaaahh!!!” I shouted because of the never-ending fall. I saw her watching me fall with her cold eyes and emotionless face. I keep on falling like I was falling from a very tall building. The pressure is pulling me down. I don’t know where my falling ends but this is better than getting stuck in a place full of agony and hatred. I keep on falling and falling and falling…

I don't feel his arms catching me. I just fall.

I was falling. And I didn’t know if I wanted to stop.

He stretched onto his toes, trying to slide the heavy book into place. "It's just a little..." Further. His fingertips barely reached the shelf. "I almost—" The ladder shifted. Lucas's eyes widened. "Oh!" His foot slipped. Everything happened in an instant. The ladder tilted sideways. The thick book slid from his hands. Before he could hit the floor, a strong arm wrapped firmly around his waist. Another hand caught his wrist. The falling book landed with a loud thud. Silence filled the aisle. Lucas blinked. He wasn't falling anymore.

I heard footsteps—many stomping feet behind me. "They're coming, Charlie! You cannot win against them!" I heard Dominique's snarl. "More people will die because of you!" I ran faster, but it felt like I was barely moving forward. The stomping feet behind me became louder, and then I felt a hand grab my shoulder. The grip seared my skin, causing me to jerk. Pain opened my mouth to a soundless scream. More hands reached for me. I took a few steps back, trying to escape their grasp, but my feet began to slip. Suddenly, the ground beneath me opened, and I started falling.

I finally spotted the world’s least exciting textbook and shimmied it out from the shelf. Three steps later, everything went wrong. My vision greyed out again, worse than ever. My still-weak body, protesting its overuse, staggered forward before crumpling at the knees. Bozkurt’s terrible book went flying as I dropped towards the hard tile floor. Suddenly there were strong arms around my waist, grabbing me and pulling me in to stop my fall – Vincent had caught me. Which meant I was in his arms, leaning against him, pressed flush against his lithe body.

"Besides, that was just an internal presentation, not the actual competition." A fire burned in my chest, and my blood boiled in my veins. I snapped, "What do you take me for?" My sharp tone startled him, and a flicker of unease crossed his face. "Come on. Yvette is just a girl fresh out of the irony tower. I'm doing this to help her grow." I turned around and left, unwilling to hear his excuses. He called after me, but I didn't turn back. ... The next morning, I avoided leaving at the same time as Elliot.

“Okay. You concentrate on calming your pup. I will see that we get through this shit safely.” Closing my eyes, I lean my forehead against his chest as I feel his touch against my skin, sizzling through my clothes. My heart leaps as it starts tingling, my grip increasing as I concentrate on talking to my pup about how we are safe, and Ace will make sure whatever is in those dirty waters won’t be able to hurt us. Suddenly, the ground below my feet gives in, and I fall into nothingness with an ear-shattering scream. Clenching my eyes closed, I brace myself for the fall, expecting to hit the hard floor as I wrap my arms around my belly.

Maybe this one time I will allow myself to fall, because I know, without a doubt, Winter will catch me when I fall. ***

"Kyaah!" To my great surprise and shock, I stumbled backward, my foot losing its balance, causing me to lose my footing. I ended up sitting clumsily on the floor, and the three heavy books I was carrying slipped from my grasp, scattering across the floorboards with loud thuds that echoed through the empty corridor. "You okay there?" I shifted my gaze upward towards the person standing over me the moment I heard that familiar, calm voice. Of course. It was Eros.