Gravity Falls Hands Novels & Stories

He looked down quickly and discovered that he was actually falling from a height of over thirty meters above ground. Moreover, the gravity there seemed to be a little stronger than normal! After the momentary panic, Zayn quickly calmed himself and adjusted his body posture by curling up into the fetal position. When he was landing, he bent his knees and rolled on the ground to neutralize the intense impact. Of course, even after all his efforts, crashing into the ground was somewhat painful. It was fortunate that his body was abnormally strong. An ordinary person would have been smashed into a pulp after falling from such a high altitude.

I heard my phone buzzing and groaned, I blinked my eyes open slowly, adjusting to the lighting in the room. I slowly reached my hand out and felt the side table for my phone as I kept hearing it going off, then groaned when I knocked it to the floor. I turned my upper body around in the bed and leaned over the edge to grab my phone, but then suddenly my hand slipped and I fell onto the ground with my butt in the air and my legs still on the bed.

SHAYLA'S P.O.V The water droplets slid over the glass lazily, as if they couldn't be less bothered to submit to the will of gravity. Perhaps it would be fun to sit inside those droplets and make a gravity propelled ride straight to the earth soil, slow slow slow. I laughed quietly to myself at the thought as I opened the window by an inch and stuck my hand out. I tilted my fingers up, watching the remnants of the drops run down my fingers like tiny rivers.

I waited for the ground effects on my body but none seems to happen…… "Does it take eternity for one to fall?" I asked no one in particular. I felt a strong hand around my waist holding me very tightly to itself. I came out of my illusion as I felt the sparks again, I looked up to behold the two pair of blue eyes which held nothing but love and affection in it. I adjusted myself properly while still in his hold while I placed my both hands on his shoulders to balance well. I got pushed away with an heavy force though it's took all the stability in me not hit the ground.

Hands outstretched. Everything is slowed down to the tiniest of details. I could already hear a commotion outside, had Mav or Axel gained consciousness and taken back control? I can feel each of my heart beats, each bang against my chest, each thud warning me to do something. No, not these stairs…I refuse to be pulled down these stairs any more. I try to push my hands forward, trying to reach out. But it is only thin air that greets me. Panic takes over me as I feel myself losing the battle against Andrei and gravity.

I only have to move from here to the end of the bars using my hands to be done. So, freaking close. My hands are killing me. I don’t know how long I can hold on. I inhale then paused, recognizing that scent. Hanging twelve freaking feet by my arms in the air, legs dangling, and still, I just have to know. Is he…? Yes, he is. I think to myself as the tips of my fingers merely brush the first bar and I… fall.

-HER- After some moments, I find myself peeking inside the well just like yesterday. A rough and cold hand pulls me inside before I am sucked inside the well by the gravity. This time, I fall willingly. I close my eyes and anticipate the fall. The sound of the wind whooshing past my ears is the same as that of yesterday. The sense of uprightness is lost. I can only feel myself falling before the ground makes its presence known to me when I feel it’s hardness under my feet.

I reached out wildly, trying to grab onto anything to stop my fall, and my hands found the front of Susanna’s hospital gown. The thin fabric tore under the strain, but it was too late. The momentum of my fall pulled her down with me. Time seemed to slow down as gravity took hold. I instinctively twisted my body, curling inward to shield my stomach from the impact of my fall. Pain exploded across my back as I collided with the railing before tumbling further down the stairs. Each collision sent shock waves through my already battered body. Finally, I landed awkwardly on the landing, my breath knocked out of me in one painful gasp.

I figured that I should try to get out of the room, but for some reason my feet felt heavy. All of a sudden, I heard footsteps behind me followed by heavy breathing. I tried to run but I could not. It is like I had forgotten how to move my body. Suddenly a hand grabs me and yanks my body to the floor. As I was falling onto the floor, I closed my eyes as I anticipated the impact. My free hand was flailing and grasping at air because I was desperately trying to find something to grasp onto to brace my fall.

Every ounce of strength. She let go. Suddenly. My weight was already shifting backward from pulling so hard. My foot reached behind me, searching for solid ground. There was nothing. I’d forgotten where I was standing. Right at the edge of the stairs. My arms shot out, grasping desperately for the railing. My fingers brushed it but couldn’t hold on. I fell. My back slammed into the stairs. The air left my lungs. Then gravity took over. I was tumbling, my body hitting step after step. Each impact sent pain shooting through me.