Falling Awake Novels & Stories

At the end she decided to betray me. *** The bed sheet was snatched from my body making me shudder. " Wake up , wake up Zoey ", She screamed way to loud for my liking. My eyes took so long to open and notice it was already morning. I didn't even remember falling asleep. With no word said ,I sat up on the bed . I was feeling dizzy and my stomach pain was lingering.

I was dancing with Hrithik Roshan and suddenly a sharp pain insulated through my spine and my eyes popped out of my sockets like marbles. After coming out of the shock and rubbing my eyes for a few seconds, I understood what happened. I fell! From the bed! Yeah, a 21-year-old ADULT fell from the bed. I stood up rubbing my butt and cursing my lucky stars. I used to think that waking up to the annoying beeping sound of my alarm clock is the worst thing ever, but falling from the bed that too when you were dancing with your love is the worstest (if this word exists lol).

His body seemed to tremble with excitement, and he couldn't contain his excitement any longer. With an exuberant burst of energy, Bless jumped up from his seat, and his tiny feet pattered on the stage as he ran towards the presenter, who knelt down to his level, extending a shiny trophy towards him. Bless's small hands reached out, trembling with excitement, to accept the trophy. It felt like a treasure from a fairy tale, and he clutched it to his chest with a mix of pride and wonder.

living room, I leave my magazine on the little table next to the couch. Now someone lives here. AARON I blink awake, my eyelids feel heavy and sluggish as the room appears. It's still dark. I don't usually wake up until five-thirty. Why am I... No, wait. I grunt, opening my eyes a little wider, and notice the faint glow dancing on the far wall. Raindrops. Oh damn. It's not dark. It's cloudy. I turn and stare at the ceiling as I wait and listen. And, almost immediately, I listen. The sound of raindrops hitting the gutters outside. Sigh. What the fuck. This is not good. I rub my eyes with the palms of my hands to wake myself up better before looking at the clock on the nightstand. Five twenty

My limbs grew brittle and I sank heavily into the bed before I fell. The morning came fast as if mocking my impending downfall. I'd spent the entire midnight brainstorming over things that were clearly out of my control and had fallen asleep this morning. My eyes ached slightly from the morning sun spilling sharp gold light through the translucent floor-to-ceiling curtains into the bedroom, followed by the distant euphony of birds' songs and hums of street activities.

3 years later – aged twenty-three “Eve!!” I yell out into the darkness around me, clawing into mid-air as though reaching for something that isn’t there. Snapped from sleep by the images still flashing through my brain, and catching the remnants of the blue glow coming from the parts of me that are above the duvet. Sweating, my heart racing, and breathing hard like I have run a marathon, I sit up to get my bearings and ground myself by clutching the sheets, bringing me fully back to my surroundings.

Alternating pov: Dawn had barely touched the horizon when the pain woke me—sharp, rolling, electric. My whole body trembled, skin too tight, bones burning. I gasped and clutched the blankets, trying not to scream. The door flew open. “Sera.” Kade was already at my side, dropping to his knees. He must have been waiting. Watching. Ready. “It’s starting,” I breathed, voice shaking. “I know, baby. I’ve got you.” He swept me into his arms, holding me like I weighed nothing.

[NADIA] When I wake up the next time, it’s not to the early morning sun but to someone wailing at the top of their lungs. I toss and turn to the other side, trying to find a spot or a position where I don’t have to hear it, where I can slip back into the peaceful slumber that’s so hard to come by these days. But to my utter dismay, the more I try to disconnect myself from the chaos of reality, telling myself it can’t be my chaos to worry about, the louder the wail becomes.

Maybe, just maybe, she'll help me find the freedom I’ve been craving. As I lay in bed, my hands and feet crossed, staring up at the ceiling, I was too excited to even think about falling asleep. The anticipation of seeing Mia tomorrow kept me wide awake. I decided to try calming my restless mind with some soft instrumental music, hoping it would help me drift off. After a few minutes, the soothing melodies began to settle my thoughts, and soon, I felt my eyelids grow heavy. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep, the music still playing softly in my ears, the headphones still in place, as I slipped into a peaceful, dream-filled rest.

I wake up and nearly fall off the bed that I’m laying on. I need something to catch what is coming up my throat. I’m completely disoriented and confused as to where I am. My stomach keeps heaving but nothing seems to come out. Someone rushes to my side but I push them off. I roll off the bed and crawl to the toilet just in time. The images of Adam and Joseph are still fresh in my head. Once my stomach is settled, I lean against the wall and cry. I don’t really care where I am and I'm not really sure if I am truly awake.