Choose your own adventure..

Okay so that title may be a tad misleading.. So I've started working on not one but two books. Writing two books at once is not what I would prefer to do though. I like to stick with just one at a time so that I can really devote myself to the characters and the story, that way it ends up being better developed in the end. So, I'd like your help. I'm going to post here the beginnings of both.. not much, really.. just snippets. But enough to give you a glimpse of what the story will be about. And if you ask nicely, I may post excerpts of my progress as I go along. While you all assist me with this, I'm going to work on my plot outlines this weekend so that whichever one I write, I know where I'm going with it.

Remember folks, these are first drafts.

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“I never thought we'd end up here..” he said softly, taking my hand as we sat together in the quiet and near empty waiting room. I looked down at our hands, fingers intertwined. The contrast of his dark skin on mine, so pale, made my vision blur and it was as if my world turned to black and white. Black and white, that's what we were, and that's what we thought this decision was. We felt like we had no choice. You do, said a small voice in my head.. Do I?

It wasn't something spur of the moment. It wasn't out of the blue. But rather, something that had built up inside both of us for years. Attraction. Intrigue. Longing. It built up to a point where it could no longer be denied, no matter how wrong or how inappropriate. Neither of us could hide our feelings from each other any longer. And so it began.

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“You're lying.” he said with a cold sadness in his eyes.
He was right. I was lying. Lying to him, lying to myself, lying to everyone.. and I had to stop. I couldn't do it anymore. I was miserable, and if I didn't get out now, I'd make everyone else miserable too. But I had no where to go. I had never felt so alone in all my life.

“I have to go.” I said quietly staring at my wringing hands, not wanting to look at him.
“Go where?” he asked, sounding suspicious and irritated.
“I don't know.. anywhere but here.” I answered.
And with that, I stood and walked out the door.

That was almost 2 years ago. And I never imagined I'd find myself here. I thought for sure I was destined to wander alone. I felt like I needed to be alone. Not for my own good, but for the good of everyone around me. I was certain that I was destined to hurt everyone I came into contact with. I felt toxic. So I left. But I suppose that's not really where the story begins. I didn't end up like that on my own, and I think that anyone who has known the pain of betrayal has a right to a certain amount of bitterness and cynicism. Yes, that's right, betrayal.

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So? What do you think? Which one sounds more intriguing? Which one leaves you wanting to know more?