When She Pulls Away Novels & Stories

This wasn't right. She pulled away, pushing him back and moving away from him. Dragging a hand through her hair, she walked a little distance away from him, drawing in deep breaths to clear her muddled thoughts. Her lips still tingled from the kiss and her body protested greatly, wanting her to go back to him. "Annabelle..." "No! Stay away",she said, moving away from his outstretched hand. She couldn't be close to him now. The pull she felt from him was too strong, and she didn't trust herself not to run back into his arms.

Another pulse… that’s not her own. My eyes widened in shock as realization slammed into me. Before I could say a word or even fully confirm it, she yanked her hand away. “So?” she asked flatly, a sharp edge of sarcasm in her voice. “Am I still dying?” My lips trembled. “No…” I whispered. “But…” “Pathetic,” she cut in immediately, shaking her head. “Always a but.” She turned and walked away, leaving me standing there alone. I didn’t move. I just couldn’t.

For a moment Just one She did not pull away.

Doesn’t pull away. His hand rises—curls around her jaw. She moans, soft and broken. And just as his tongue flicks across hers, just as his hand slips to the back of her neck— He pulls away. “Grace,” he whispers, breathless. “Stop.” She stares at him, wide-eyed, lips swollen, chest heaving. He closes his eyes. Stands. Walks out. Leaves her burning. Alone.

she kept on saying as she tried to pull away "I regret it Emily, I regret doing that to you, Am really sorry " "You make me sick!!!!"She said pushing me away with all her might and then she stood up and began to run away,quickly I ran after her and when I got to her, I pulled her by her arm She began to yell hysterically "No Cade! No Cade! Don't come near me,please don't hurt me!"she cried out but I pulled her into my arms and gave her a hug "Come to your senses please"I muttered softly and then she stood rigid in my arms, she wasn't fighting me any more, neither was she saying any thing.

Then she slowly pulls my shirt off over my shoulders. But then it is as if there is a flip of a switch that takes place, and she immediately stops to realize what it is she is doing. Then without having to hesitate a single second, she pushes me away and composes herself. “That should not have happened. You should not be here.” Then with a sense of deep sadness yet a longing, I watch as she turns her face away from me. “Please, can you leave?” I know that she is about to burst into tears by the tremble that I hear in her voice.

I asked. "I wasn't trying to pull you in, I was... well... pull myself out." "Yeah?" She nodded. "Yeah." "You know what? Just get yourself out," I sneered, retracting my outstretched hand and turning away from her. As I was about to walk away a shoe sailed past me, missing its target.

"Brady..." Her form blinked before him. Flickered as if she were a TV station and the satellite signal was getting lost. "No! Stay with me, sweetheart." He had the sickening sensation if she disappeared, it would be for good. She wouldn't come back. Christ. What the hell was happening? "I...can't," she whimpered. "It's pulling me." "What, Kaida? What's pulling you?"

"just let me go, please. I have to go." She pulled her hand away from me and started walking away again. I just watched her until she got inside her car. Aurora is already here. I can't let her leave again. I need to make her stay. I want her back in my life.

‎ ‎She hadn’t shed a single tear since that night. ‎She just held my gaze, broken and distant. ‎ ‎And then— ‎ ‎She pulled away. ‎ ‎Not harshly. Not in anger. ‎ ‎Just… removed. ‎ ‎Like she was too far gone. ‎ ‎She turned back toward the window, curling her arms around herself again. ‎ ‎I watched her for a long moment, the tightness in my chest growing unbearable. ‎ ‎Then, finally, I whispered, “I’m still here, Isadora.”