thinking about it.. I mean in theory itās a good idea
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thinking about it.. I mean in theory itās a good idea
small draft from something Iām writing idk if Iām gonna post the whole thing yet :)
I looked at Danny, at his face in the dull light. His cheeks were red and blotchy.
His eyes, even in sleep, were puffy. Skin under them swollen. Lips a little chapped and bitten.
Heād been crying.
I swallowed and turned my head to the front. Nindo was still driving. One hand on the wheel, the other holding an energy drink, the silver can glinting under the soft cabin light. He sipped it like it was water. I wasnāt sure how he was still awake.
Olivia was curled up in the passenger seat, fast asleep. Her lips parted, hair falling gently over her face, bundled in one of the jackets Danny had brought. Peaceful, almost. Or maybe just exhausted past expression.
It was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that made your thoughts feel loud.
I looked back at Danny. His face looked so tired, his shoulders slumped even in rest. I leaned a little closer to him, lowered my voice.
āWas he crying?ā
Nindo didnāt answer at first. He just kept driving. I heard the faint fizz of the drink as he took another sip. His eyes stayed on the road, the lines like ghosts under the headlights.
Finally, he sighed. āYeah. He was.ā
I blinked at him, heart thudding a little harder. I didnāt know why I expected anything else, but hearing it from someone else made it feel more real.
āOver Abby,ā Nindo added, voice quiet. āWhich, you know. Fair. He had every right.ā
I nodded slowly, even though he wasnāt looking at me.
It made sense. Of course he cried. We all wanted to. We allĀ shouldĀ have. But Danny⦠heād held me. Heād wiped my tears. Heād said it was okay. And he was carrying all of it too. Quietly. Silently. Letting the weight of it crush him in the dark when no one was watching.
My throat tightened.
āDid he say anything?ā I asked softly.
Nindo shook his head. āNot really. Just⦠sat there. Wouldnāt let go of the photo on his phone. The one you sent to him of all of you in the mirror. I think he was scared it would disappear or something.ā
God.
ā ļø THIS IS NOT BASED ON ANYONE THESE ARE MY OCS ā ļø
bro where did his scar go š did it just evaporate or some shit
They would be best friends dude you canāt change my mind