Falling Again But Not Into Your Arms Novels & Stories

It was low but clear to her ears like the sound of water droplets falling down a puddle in a soundless cave. His question made her frustrated, annoyed, and alarmed. She said in an exasperated voice. "... Basically, yes! Were you not listening to me at all-" Thud! The door was forcefully yanked open. She shrieked in surprise and she let the knob go rather too late. Her body flung forward and she tripped on her feet. Althea was seeing herself face planting on the floor when a familiar hand snaked on her waist and pulled her body closer to them. She unconsciously snaked her arms around his neck to keep her from falling again.

Like freedom. I look down. The drop is farther than I thought. Much farther. Do not look down. Just move. I swing one leg over the sill. Then the other. My fingers grip the stone frame. My feet search for a ledge. There is none. I hang there for a moment. Arms burning. Heart racing. Then I let go. I fall. Not far. Just a few feet. My feet hit a narrow ledge beneath the window. I did not see it before. Hidden in the shadows.

Before I could turn, Luis howled again, but this time, he fell. I wasn’t quick enough to hold on. I fell from his back, falling down a slope. I reached out, grabbing hold of branches, rocks, leaves, anything to keep me from falling. But I kept falling alongside everything I tried to hold for support. The scream tore through my lip before I could stop it, fading away with the weight of the wind. This is the end. I grabbed something else, but then, I lost my footing. The next moment, my back hit the ground with a loud thud.

—I'm counting on you, I reply softly. The trap is no longer golden. It has become a mirror. She watches herself fall, and she loves the spectacle. The fall will be all the more painful. For both of us.

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

20 <3 I am smiling at my phone, grinning like a fool when I stumble in the dark, tripping over a broken piece of cement. My open bag goes flying, scattering its contents behind me as I brace myself to fall. Anticipating the pain of scraped knees and elbows I am surprised when I fall into the well-muscled arms of a stranger.

I turn immediately to face Lucas, who ruffles my hair like always, and laughs about how good I am that just a little spoken direction has me scoring a goal. “… a fucking golden feat.” I’m so close to the entrance of Devil’s Knight hours later when my phone vibrates in my pocket and I pull it out to find a text from the stalker. UNKNOWN: Can’t believe you’re coming in today. I’ve missed you. Once I’m done with my dance for the day, I don’t wait for Dan to tell me anything. I find the room we’ve used and barge in because I needed to say my piece. I don’t expect to find the place so dimly lit that it’s fucking impossible to see my own hands in front of my face.

At the notion of failing, again. I breathe out heavily as I attempt to punch Sylvia again, but once again, I start to slip off balance. Sylvia moves with an easy, practiced grace that I just can’t match as she whirls around and jabs my back. I can feel the wind knocked out of me as I stumble once more. “Goddamnit!” I swear loudly, trying to whirl around. But my ankles get caught around one another, and the ground rushes towards me alarmingly fast, and the next thing I know, I’ve fallen completely.

But I don’t stop drinking. I empty the bottle, letting it fall when I’m done. Or did it slip from my hand? I wasn’t sure what actually happened, I just knew I heard the soft thud of it colliding with the floor. The ground shifts beneath me, this time, I’m not so quick to grab onto something and I feel myself falling to the ground. My arm protectively wrap around my bump. The fall is never-ending. It seems to go on for a long time. And when I finally make impact, I don’t even feel it. But even as I try to open my eyes, I see that everywhere is black.

I am falling. My instincts kick in, I try to grab onto the wall but my hands slice through thin air. Closing my eyes, I wait for my body to hit the ground but nothing happens. It’s too calm. No, wait. I am moving. I peel one eye open.