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I miss Chloe; I'm afraid of my parents; I have a fiancée; I'm in love with Lilith; I might be in love with Ransom. I'm a fucking mess.
“Will you draw me tonight?� I add, pulling my mouth back just a fraction of an inch. “Why?� she asks, not like she's judging, more like she's curious. “Because,� I say, stepping back as the others rejoin us, “I want to see what my pain looks like through your eyes.�
Slowly, slowly, slowly our little group is healing together, one scar, one wound, one bloody broken heart at a time.
My boys each head off in a different direction, stealing my breath and my heart along with them. That poor, overworked muscle thunders inside my chest, makes my pulse ring between my ears like an alarm. I feel like my soul's being split into five pieces, fluttering after them like desperate butterflies seeking their flowers.
“Our love isn't a bubble,� I tell him. “Bubbles are too easily popped.� I pause and nibble my lower lip for a moment. “No, our love is like a fairytale. It has a beginning, a middle, and a happily ever after, but it doesn't have an end. You can always add new chapters.�
