What If

Falling, That's All

I felt myself fall backwards.

I didn't hit the ground like I expected.

I kept falling, falling. I screamed, utterly horrified at the fact that I was falling through air. I reached my arm out as far as I could, clawing the dirt wall as I fell rabidly. I felt my hair come up around my head, I felt the air rushing past my ears. I couldn't breathe, the air was coming too fast and too cold. Every time I tried I choked. I screamed again, feeling the tears fall down with me.

I twisted and flailed, hitting the wall as I fell even faster. The mud and stones hurt my fist as it scraped the wall. I felt sick to my stomach at the realization that this might never end. I could fall forever. And if I didn't... who would be there to catch me? I screamed louder, my throat becoming raw.

I was calling, calling,

falling.

"Tristan. Tristan, wake up! Tristan!" I bolted in my bed, gasping for the air I could finally seem to breathe. I looked around, remembering where I was. I was here, in my room, with Ginger, my roommate.

"What the hell was that?" she asked me nervously.

"A nightmare. Nothing new, I'm sorry." I wipe the cold sweat from my forehead.

Ginger sat down on her bed across from mine.

"What was it this time?"

I shrug. "Nothing."

"That was a lot screaming and yelling for nothing." her vivid blue eyes bore into mine.

I lay down, choosing to ignore her comment. "Thanks Ginger, goodnight."

"You're welcome."

I rolled over, facing the pale blue walls and clutched my pillow. I had the faint sensation that I was still falling. I took deep breaths. It was OK. I am here, in bed. Not falling down a hole. Not physically anyway.

But mentally, yeah I was definitely going down hill.

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-Hello

Ok so yeah it's short and yeah suckish, sorry. I'm not to good at this yet so please bear with me. I'm still figuring this whole Wattpad thing out.

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-Julie