Wild Card

by Elsie Silver

“So? All the best things in life are complicated.”

he’s learned the hard way that people use him as a stepping stone to the life they really want. He expects to be left behind.”

But nothing worth having ever comes easy.”

Where my father found faults, Bash only finds beauty. And he doesn’t even need to try.

I wonder if this is what it feels like to be loved.

“You’re a fucking wild card. Unpredictable and never what I expect. You scare the hell out of me every damn day. But today more than any of them. Because I thought I lost you.” His voice cracks. So does my heart. “And I love you, and I hadn’t even gotten the chance to tell you.”

“You’re my limes, Bash. I’m the tequila. You and me? We’re gonna spend the rest of our lives making margaritas, okay?”

I breathe him in. I breathe my anxiety out. I breathe him in. I breathe my doubt out. I breathe him in. I breathe my fears out. Because with Bash at my side, nothing feels as terrifying.