January 15, 2015ra

The roar from the plane almost precluded any conversation, but that didn’t stop them from making the attempt.

“I’m not doing this,” she shouted, because really, shouting was the only option.

“Of course you are,” he answered. “You think I’ve spent all this money just to not-jump?”

“I didn’t think you were serious!” she yelled. “What kind of idiot jumps out of an airplane?”

“You,” he grinned. “Me.”

She glared at him.

“I thought this was a joke or something,” she shouted. “I didn’t think you’d actually do it!”

Now he was irritated.

“What did you think?” he yelled. “That we’d spend all this damn money and put on these stupid outfits and go through all the training and then just chicken out and go back?”

“Yeah,” she shrugged. “That was the plan.”

For her, anyway. No way her scaredy-cat boyfriend was jumping out of an airplane. No way. Right?

“So…. When we said we were going to be brave this year…. Be adventurous… you were what? Lying?”

“Noooo,” she said. “Not exactly. I just meant adventure as in…. why don’t we try the weird-looking sushi place that we keep driving past… or maybe try roller blading or something….”

“We’ll go rollerblading next week,” he said.

He took a peek out of the open door of the plane, but from this height, could only see clouds.

“Come on,” he said. “We’re up here, already. We’re all the way up here…. Don’t you want to try it? Just a little bit?”

“I ….. I ….. I don’t know.” Her voice shook. She didn’t dare look out the door.

“I love you,” she said.

It was the only thing she could think to say.

He smiled.

“I love you, too,” he said.

He stepped forward, pulling her into an awkward hug, made strange and bulky by the suits and the equipment.

Gingerly, he kissed the top of her head.

“It’ll be ok,” he said, quietly into her ear. “Everything will be fine.”

He stroked his hands down her back in an attempt at a soothing gesture, made all the more awkward by the bulky backpack.

She smiled up at him.

“It’ll be ok,” she repeated, slightly dubious, but hopeful.

“Yup,” he smiled. “It’ll be ok.”

Her heart was still racing, but she made an effort to smile.

He gave her a quick kiss and pulled back for a moment, looking into her eyes.

“It’ll be ok,” he said encouragingly, like a mantra.

The mantra didn’t help much as he wrapped his arms around her tightly and jumped, pulling her with him.

He might’ve said something comforting to her in that moment, but it was drowned out her high-pitched scream, which followed them down into the wide, blue-and-white sky.

Writing Prompt:

(write for) 10 minutes * conflict * shedding inhibitions

Prompt courtesy of:

http://panthermoon.com/generators/generator2.php

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