Take Me
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Once I opened them, it was a different story.
“Oh, no!” I said.
It was like breaking a spell. The warm cushion beneath me dissolved. I reached out, grasping at nothing, my legs kicking, my body twisting as I fought against the air that I had controlled only a second ago. Back when I was a badass. Those were a happy three seconds.
It was over. I was going to hit the ground. I had failed.
“Elliot.” It wasn't a scream this time.
More like my last words. A wish, full of regret for everything that could have been and everything I was about to lose.
The ground rushed up to meet me all at once.