Please notice that the male character in this story goes by ‘he’ not a name. This is not a true story. So I didn’t want to make it that realistic.

“Can I open my eyes yet?” I giggled while he kept walking up.

“Not yet!” He laughed.

Now, I was starting to get nervous. We had been walking up stairs for twenty minutes.

“Okay! You can open your eyes!” He shouted. I gasped.

“Uhhh? Why are you in a harness?”

“We are going to abseil from this building!”

“Okay…” I squeak. I really like him, but I am deathly afraid of heights. “Babe, do we have to do this? We just ate lunch and you know that’s not good for your stomach.”

“It’s fine. If one of us blows chunks we can always stop.”

Even just the thought of jumping from a tall building gives me the want to throw up, I agree. Because I want to impress him. I don’t want him to think I’m just some scared little girl. Even though my emotions are screaming at me to turn away, I strap myself up. I don’t plan on embarrassing myself anytime soon, so I lean off the building. Suddenly I become dizzy. I see stars and I quickly back up.

“Do you want me to go first?” He asks.

“No…babe, the truth is that I’m super afraid of heights. I wish you would have told me where we were going first. I would have been more prepared. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. Just hold my hand! And I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner. I should have known. You ready?”

“Yeah…3…2…1…”

And together, we take the first jump