The Hardest Fall Novels & Stories

But the last few steps to the top were the hardest. He looked up at the steep rock wall in front of him. It was about 50 feet high. One could hardly survive if they happened to fall from such height. A hideous image of himself lying on the ground with a broken skull flashed through his mind and he nearly lost heart, but he braced himself and started to climb.

I searched his eyes for clues to help him forgive himself, when he drew in a very deep breath and continued telling the story, all the while staring at his raised knees. “I gave them a challenge… to find the highest tree and get on top of it….” He chuckled dryly. “The one who is above the rest wins. Pathetic, right?” Someone fell. And hurt his limbs? Rum continued, his voice growing softer and heavier. “I got onto the highest tree.” He turned to me. “Ever heard of the phrase—the higher you climb—.” “The harder you fall….” I heard my voice in an even whisper, and he nodded.

Rain hammered against the ruined train cars hard enough to make the metal groan. Nova Reyes tightened her grip on the rusted crowbar in her hand as she climbed through the narrow opening between two collapsed seats. Water dripped from the ceiling onto the back of her neck. The flashlight strapped to her wrist flickered.

Not soft. Not hesitant. Three firm taps against the glass door. My breath caught. I didn’t move. The knock came again closer this time, louder, like whoever stood on the other side had already decided they weren’t leaving. I turned toward the door just as the handle began to move. PART 2: The handle moved. I froze. For half a second, my brain betrayed me. It painted his face with calm eyes, unreadable expression, that quiet presence that always felt like gravity. My heart reacted before logic could stop it, pounding so hard I thought it might give me away.

𝐻𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑜𝑢𝑡. If running away from him is the answer for me, then so be it , to heal and mend a heart that is shattered. 8 years in a relationship, Man! The hardest thing to move on is letting go someone whom you used to be your own strength. " 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 ?" Hayes thingking back their last arguments.

I immediately splashed water on my face. God, that guy is even sexier without clothes, and I only saw him shirtless; imagine what he hides underneath... Jesus! I have to stop. I splashed water on my neck, on my hands and arms. I took a deep breath and stepped out into the hallway, determined to go home. When I reached the elevator, I pressed a button, the doors were closing, and then a foot stopped them. Spen again? The man looked at me for a moment, then stepped in, pressing the button for the ground floor.

But my ego remained unbruised. A grin spread across my face. "How about you catch your breath first?" "Are you afraid of losing?" he retorted, smiling triumphantly as if he had outsmarted me. "No," I replied. "I'm afraid that I'm a bad influence. Overconfidence doesn't suit you." I added, "And let's not forget, I'm still taller. Right now and every day." "By just one inch," he muttered, attempting to raise himself higher to prove a point. However, I pushed his chest, causing him to fall back into the water.

I wasn’t ready to talk about that particular day but knowing Cass she wasn't about to let it go. “It wasn’t an accident” I simply said, staring at my hands. “It wasn’t? I can never forget that day as long as I live. You were coming towards us in the cafeteria with your tray and then you slipped and fell. Everyone else started laughing until they realized you weren’t getting up. Oh god! When we rushed to where you were there was so much blood, I have never seen that much blood my entire life. We knelt beside you and Liam screamed for someone to get the nurse. He looked crazed when he pushed Trevor aside and knelt beside you.” Cass whispered before continuing, the horror of that day still etch

I roll for what feels like a year, tumbling down into a little valley that seems to have appeared out of nowhere. For a second, I honestly think I might’ve died, I’m that overstimulated. The rain’s coming down so hard, it’s basically waterboarding me. The fall was way more dramatic and embarrassing than I will ever admit to another human being, and somewhere along the way my gym shorts ripped. Not a small rip either. The back is basically gone, leaving my ass completely exposed to the elements.

So I took the golf club that stood in the corner just in case. I opened the lights and was about to swing it when I felt myself propelled into the floor. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Cass. If you're expecting a romantic scene where the girl falls on top of the guy, please don't. The stupid girl had me on a headlock. "C...Cass...ie," I barely got the words out as I tapped on her arm as hard as I could. I think I'm out of oxygen. I think I just had a taste of what happens with wrestlers when they get on the ring.