Just Fall Novels & Stories

Still feeling somewhat concerned, I asked, "Where are his parents? Why doesn't he have a guardian with him?" "Why are you so concerned? It's not like you need to reinsert the catheter or anything. You just need to give him a new vial of medicine. "Why do you have so many questions about such a simple procedure? Do you really want to wake the patient up?" Mia complained. I took a quick look at the label on the vial. Then, I relaxed when I realized that it was just a glucose solution. However, that single lapse in judgment ended up turning me into a murderer.

It wasn’t great, but it was all she could afford. Her room was small, with cracks on the walls and a faint damp smell. Abby sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. “What if I mess this up?” she whispered. Her chest tightened at the thought. She’d been through a lot, but the idea of failing still scared her. She shook her head. “No,” she told herself. “You’ve got this.” She got up and started getting ready. Abby laid out her cleanest clothes—a white blouse and black pants. They weren’t fancy, but at least they were tidy. She wiped her old sneakers with a damp cloth until they looked decent.

He just needed to make a single phone call to ruin Brutus' life for good. Soon, Brutus found himself at the mercy of everyone he crossed paths with. His company went bankrupt, and his creditors even managed to find him and give him a few good beatings.

“They fell.” Shit.

Dust puffed into the air. I fell.

He fell back and laid down. ~~~~

The fall was happening, slow, steady, and impossibly deep. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to stop it anymore.

Push. I feel a shove. I fall, losing my footing. Alex catches me mid-air, wraps me tight, and we crash down the stairs together. Roll. Hit. Scratch. Thud.

But now, with this bright, glaring declaration of love in front of me, I could no longer deceive myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just didn't love me. The rain kept falling, relentless, showing no sign of stopping. And I no longer had a reason to wait. No one was coming to pick me up. So, I walked home alone. The downpour soaked me to the bone, the cold seeping into my heart, leaving it numb. It wasn't until midnight that Bryan finally returned. But this time, there was no warm welcome, no eager smile waiting for him. Only silence, thick and heavy, filling the unlit room.