This was the first story I wrote for May’s Story a Day challenge. And I think the shortest.
I cared what she thought, so when she dared me I knew I was in trouble. “This isn’t smart,” I said, looking from her out into the darkness.
“Come on,” she said and slipped her hand into mine. “It will be fine. Fun even.”
She tugged on my hand, but I hesitated. It wouldn’t be fine. I knew that. It might be fun, but I knew it would never be fine.
“We shouldn’t do this.”
“Come on,” she said again. With a little less humor this time. And more irritation. “No one will even know we’re gone. Have some fun. You don’t always have to do the smart thing.”
But, I did. Sometimes it seemed I was the only one left who did. And someone had to.
Her hand slipped from mine and slid up my arm. “Come on. I promise you’ll have a good time.”
I knew I would go. Just as I knew everything would not be fine after tonight, I knew I couldn’t resist her. And she knew it too. She danced away from me. And I followed her. Out into the darkness. Down to the water where I knew both of our lives would be changed forever. Nothing I did would stop up. I could postpone it, but nothing would change the ways things were to be. So, I went with it. And she was right. I did have fun.