Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

Short story... Can you relate?

                         The Pull...


She held her hand a little tighter the closer they got. It was her way to protect her, to keep her from heading down the wrong path for yet another time. 

In the past, when time was simpler, they were younger and these things didn't matter much. These decisions didn't stick with them the way they do now. 

The entrance of the aisle was clear, an easy escape route she thought, so she squeezed her hand a little tighter. She wasnt sure now who she was protecting, the love of her life, or herself? She too can feel the pull, it's impossible not to. The sun outside feels like its inches away from the earth, it would only be ok for today She thought to herself, trying to rationalize the overpowering pull that inches them a little closer with each thought. Her hand was begining to sweat, causing her grip to slip...thats when the downward spiral began. 

Not only did she release the hand of the woman she loved so dearly and tried to protect, she herself would succumb to the desire. There was no holding back, She hoped it wouldn't end like the last round. She hoped it would be just one last time, then we would stop. 

There they were, trying so hard to say no, to walk away now knowing how it would all turn out. She watched as her girlfriend slipped into the void...she reached out her hand and grabbed the handle and the door swung open. She let out a gasp, it was so inviting. They both lost this battle as she reached in and pulled out the Ben and Jerry's. There was no going back now.