One Step Too Far Novels & Stories

Feeling all too giddy all over again. Baby steps, Vlad. Baby steps..

she murmured, voice lower than usual. I let out a slow breath, nodding once. "Yeah," I said, forcing myself to step away again. "One at a time." And then, without giving myself another fucking second to make a mistake— I turned. And I walked away. Even though every part of me— Every single fucking part of me— Was screaming to stay.

I was speechless, but I still tried to persuade him. "Vivian Hale's affection score is already at ninety-nine. You are only one percent away from success. "Even if her affection is only at ninety-nine, she still loves you..." Simon took out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke blurred the expression on his face. His voice was hoarse. "I have spent ten whole years trying to cross that final one percent." I had no answer. In the twenty years I had been bound to him, I had seen everything. At first, he had only been chasing mission progress. In the end, step by step, he had fallen in.

He only stopped inches away from me fuming. "What? You've got a problem with that? StepBro?" I bit back. I was clearly enjoying this. Especially because it was annoying him so much, just as it should. Now he knows what it feels like. "Since we're giving out Friendly advices, here's one for you. STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM JORDAN. She was mine first and I'll be damned to let you come in here with your rich boy ass and take my girl." I warned.

“Say it or you will keep going high.” “You won't hurt us, you would already if you wanted to, you are a good person.” One spoke for the very first and I could barely hear what he said as he was high in air and had stuttered severally. I laughed. “Okay, since you won't apologise, I would have to let you guys drop to the hard gravelled ground.” “No, no….” They yelled, almost in unison. In a loud voice they said what I asked them to say to Alex. On the seventh try, they got the words right, and then I asked them to say it in unison...perfectly. That led to them saying it four more times.

*** Just for a second. *** The world ahead wasn’t broken. *** It was undecided. *** Colors slightly off. Edges not fully committed. Distance hard to measure. *** Like reality hadn’t finished forming. *** ### She Steps Anyway “Of course it looks like this,” she said under her breath. *** And walked in. *** ### Immediate Wrongness Sound returned— *** all at once. *** Too much of it. *** Every step. Every breath. Every shift of fabric— *** loud. *** Too loud. *** ### The Overcorrection

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟ One step at a time right? Scoooot. Step. Scoooot. Step. See? Not that hard. Really not that hard. Even as I think those words, my body fights against me. Lots of slow, shallow breaths, inching forward until I'm just barely shuffling along. Shuffle. Shimmy, shimmy. Shuffle. I take another slow sliding step forward.

Fuck that Killian he knows how to put boundaries, fuck my body too for craving someone like him, now I can barely walk Gosh I'm in trouble, he's my stepfather and I already fucked him, now I want more….

i said taking quick steps towards the exist, It cant be that bad can it ?