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But after I finish building Skylar her treehome, I’m going to push her out of my head and pretend she doesn’t exist. Because she isn’t my sky to touch. She’s his.
Goose bumps break out along my skin and I fight back a shiver when he recites a line about kissing the sky. Not because of the lyrics but because of how he’s looking at me as he sings them. Like I’m the sky.
By the time we get back home, the sun is already coming up, and I’m exhausted. However, unlike Josh, who falls asleep the moment his head hits the pillow, I toss and turn until the alarm goes off and it’s time to get up for school. They say life is a series of choices, and a single one can change the course of your life forever. Last night, I had to make a choice between good and bad. Right and wrong. I chose her.
“The people you trust are the ones who hurt you the most.” It’s like he just reached inside my chest and found the secret password to peel back the hidden layers of my beating, battered heart.
“Don’t let me go,” I whisper, burrowing into the sanctuary he’s created for me. Because for reasons I don’t understand… This feels like home.
He tastes like home and faith. Like loyalty and sincerity. Like affection and security.
Despite having every reason to never trust anyone again, she somehow still does. She’s quirky but not in an obnoxious way like most. Her quirks are nearly imperceptible until you get to know her. Then you find out she calls shoes feet prisoners and cries for bees that sting her… Because her big heart bleeds for others, even if they aren’t worthy of her empathy. She’s vulnerable but far from weak. The girl has survived things that would break even the strongest of people. She’s feisty but sensitive. She’s candid. Real…but safeguards her demons. I’m not scared of anything in this world.
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While being viewed as good-looking by most of society can make things easier…it doesn’t matter when you feel ugly inside. And whenever you look in the mirror, all you see are your flaws staring back at you. Including some I wasn’t even aware of until they were pointed out to me.
“You’re perfect, Sky,” he rasps, his eyes roaming over every inch of my face. “So fucking perfect.” I’m not, but whenever he looks at me… I feel like I just might be.
