She'd Rather Destroy Herself Than Kiss You

Story Submitted by Alistair:

In college, I met Bianca. We lived in the same on-campus apartments and became close. Through my explorations of the building, I discovered a way to the roof. I told her about it, and she was on board to investigate it with me.

On a warm spring night, we went up to the roof together.  It was cloudless, and despite the city lights, we could still see a few stars.  We sat and watched the sky, the traffic, and the city.

I was close enough to kiss her, and I leaned in and she gave me her cheek.  Shot down.  But she had another surprise in store.

She stood up and asked me if I thought she could make the jump to the neighboring rooftop.  I went to the edge and checked it out.  It didn't seem like an unreasonable distance, but we were about four stories up and–

I turned back to her as she was mid-run.  She leapt and off the roof she went.  For a few slow-motion seconds, I watched her arms and legs flail and then she hit the edge of the next-door building with the upper half of her body, smearing a good part of her face against the roof.

I called across, "Are you okay?"  I heard the sound of her crying, and I called an ambulance.

She turned out to be okay, after her stint in the hospital and in rehabilitation.  I would have thought that kissing me would have been a much better use for her face, but I guess she thought that kissing a roof would be a better choice.