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I made a promise to her as a kid, and I will not break it. Not now, not ever. We sealed that promise with a kiss, her first kiss, one that scorched away all kisses that came before that point until they were nothing but dust. I had known in that moment, when she’d looked up at me with flushed cheeks and love in her eyes, and asked me if I’d always protect her, that I would. That I would die to protect her. She was always my hope, my home, and I was always her dark angel. So, you see, it doesn’t matter that I’m bleeding out. It doesn’t matter that my skin is pale, and my heart is fighting to
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When people love and care for each other they step the fuck up.
“We’ll all be here when you wake up and every day that follows for the rest of our lives.”
“We will be your light when the world gets too dark,” he continues. “We will be the lyrics in every song and the step in every dance. We’ll remind you every fucking day who you are.
“I don’t fucking believe in God, Tiny, but I do believe in angels. Dax was always your dark angel, but you, you were always mine. You brought me back to life. Fuck, don’t you understand that?”
“You’re not the only one battling the violence inside. We do it every second of every day, and the only thing keeping us from fucking tearing everyone and everything apart is you. You gave us back our souls through dance. Don’t you get it? We’d become senseless, soulless creatures without you, without movement. Together.”
“Softness gets your heart broken. Kindness makes you weak. Love makes you a burden and sweetness makes you a target. I understand that now.”
We stay strong. We dance. We fight.
“We love you, regardless. We will fight for you, alongside you, against you if we need to, but we will never, ever, stop loving you.”
“Pen, what did you do?” My mouth dries, my tongue heavy with guilt, but I force myself off the bed and face her. “I finally stood up to him. This was his response.” “You did this!” she screams,
that little bitch
It’s easier to blame someone who’ll love you unconditionally than a man she’s not strong enough to fight against.
Dax shakes his head. I can’t see his face, but I recognise the fury in his voice all too well. “Now you listen to me very carefully, Lena. I don’t give a fuck how much you’re hurting or what you need to tell yourself to make you feel better. Pen is not at fault here. Your fucked up brother is. He killed your mum. He put his hands around her motherfucking throat and strangled her until she couldn’t breathe anymore. Not Pen.”
love you Dex
“Lena, Pen loves you,” he says, softer now. “She has loved you both like a mother and a sister since before she ever became friends with us. She has kept you out of harm’s way your whole life. Don’t take out your pain on her, she doesn’t deserve it.”
Titch is literally my heart and soul,
“Hey, I’ll be whoever you want me to be, do whatever the fuck you want me to do, so long as you keep looking at me the way you are right now,” I reply hoarsely.
“When this is all over, we’ll make a decision together.” “Together?” “Yeah. We always make important decisions together, the four of us... Five of us now,” he corrects himself. “You’ve always been a part of us, even when we weren’t together. Your opinion is important. It matters.”
“Fuck, Tiny, you’re breaking my heart here, and you know I don’t have one of those,” he mutters, a half-smile pulling up his lips, making this serious moment lighter somehow. I’m glad of it.
“We’ll be here to love you until all you can think of is us,”
Everything about her is a fucking turn-on. Her beauty, her voice, her body, the way she moves, the way she dances, the way she moans and laughs. Her strength, tenacity and courage. I love her like I’ve never loved anyone.
“Go on, Kid. Be brave. Dare us,”
You watch and I’ll play,”
Enjoy the show, Tiny, and we’ll enjoy you.”
In that moment, as the three of them fall about laughing and Zayn hugs me back against his chest, I know that this kind of love we all share is one in a million, and come what may, I will protect it with my life.
he’s a douche when it comes to matters of the heart…” “Matters of the dick, you mean?”
I’m left with just my thoughts once again. Trouble is, being inside my own head isn’t doing me any favours
I. Am. Over. It.
“I keep telling you that words don’t hurt me, all they do is fuel my fire, my passion to prove to myself that I AM WORTHY. All you’ve done with your little jealous outburst, Tiffany, is show me that I am worthy of these men. I am worthy of my place here at the Academy, and I’m sure as fuck worthy of that spot centre stage. So keep on spitting out your bile if it makes you feel better, but know this, it only makes me more determined, not less.”
“I’ve just been taken out by a 5ft 3inch pocket-rocket. My cock isn’t the only thing feeling bruised right now.”
If I can beat someone to death with my bare hands, then I can make my best friend come for the girl I love more than anything in the world.
Interesting logic, not that I’m complaining
“Are you her keeper?” Arden questions, his long, thick fingers tapping on the table top. “No, I’m her fucking soulmate,” Xeno snaps,
Beast snaps, turning his attention to Arden. “Regardless of what debt you come up with, there are things I won’t accept. She is mine, and I will protect what is mine to the death. You know this about me. I fought hard for Grim. There’s isn’t a damn thing in the world that I wouldn’t do for this woman. You hear me Arden Dálaigh?”
HOT
“I believe there are some things that can’t be explained. I believe that there are some people who are more sensitive than others. I also believe there are fakers and crooks out there who prey on people’s weaknesses and exploit them.”
“Would knowing the answer make a difference to the outcome? There are some things you can’t change, fate is one of them.”
That’s not what I’m asking. I’m asking if you believe in fate.” “I believe in the here and now. I believe in us.”
You’ve struggled your whole life with your emotions because you feel everything.
“Dance with me?” “Always,”
“Oh, Tiny, never mind the fucking stars, I’m gonna make you see the whole damn galaxy.”
“Doesn’t she understand girl-code?” “Nah, she only knows bitch-mode,”
I was wrong.
It hurts
there’s no tricking fate.
I don’t feel any pain.
I can't breath
I made a promise to her as a kid, and I will not break it. Not now, not ever. We sealed that promise with a kiss, her first kiss, one that scorched away all kisses that came before that point until they were nothing but dust. I had known in that moment, when she’d looked up at me with flushed cheeks and love in her eyes, and asked me if I’d always protect her, that I would. That I would die to protect her. She was always my hope, my home, and I was always her dark angel.
My breath is heavy as I pant. I’m fading fast. I blink away the darkness. I need to see it. I need to see her safe.
It’s the first smile I’ve seen in over a week. My heart lifts, a bubble of hope expanding in my chest. Something good must’ve happened.
“Oh for fuck’s sake. It had to be me that lost a motherfucking limb. It couldn’t be one of you arsehats, could it?”
Dance allows imperfection. It embraces difference, challenges perception. It shines a light on all of the beauty, and all of the ugliness inside a person. It’s freeing. Uplifting. Cathartic. Joyous. Dance gives hope to the hopeless. It brings people together.
Life is so precious, so very, very fleeting. I’ve learnt many things recently, but above all else, that realisation has had the most defining impact. Not one of us knows what’s around the corner.
dancing with grace and a gentleness that belies the cold, hard, callous men I know they can be, that I’ve witnessed them to be. They dance as a couple, as best friends, as brothers. Supporting each other, lifting each other up. It’s powerful to witness a love so pure.
