Five times the love Boo and Cass
They were just kids, really. She hadn’t been there long but he was the one person she was comfortable with. He made her feel safe, even without words and she couldn’t consider leaving him for a second.
She had flowers in her hair, wild ones he had helped her pick, and ribbons on her dress. She noticed how he watched her spin about and it made her heart feel funny, but she had no idea what it meant. After all, they were kids and too young to fully understand what love was, even at a wedding.
They had been arguing, bickering like siblings are prone to, but there was a hint of something more, a desire behind her upset. One moment they were fighting and the next they were kissing and she was terrified it would end just as quickly as it had happened.
He had been sneaking around her bedroom and she busted him, accused him of swiping her shinier trinkets again. It wouldn’t have been the first time and they both knew it. Instead it was her favorite bangle, a nice heavy plastic one with rhinestones. He knew it was her favorite and she was getting upset until he pulled out the reason he had borrowed it. The silver charms sparkled under the light and she almost burst into tears over how sweet he was.
He was hurt, hooked up to tubes and machines at Cord’s after Chance. He was barely awake and she was barely keeping it together. He opened his eyes and smiled, tired from the drugs, but he was awake and she felt a swell of relief. And then he asked her to marry him and everything stopped. She forgot their dad was in the room, all that seemed to exist was him and his question and she knew there was no way she would ever say anything other than yes.
