#deviltinged

↬   THE  LANGUAGE  OF  THORNS   :   ‘  you  are  worth  more  than  that.  you  should  not  have  to  earn  him.  ’   ↠    @deviltinged​

                            arms    spread    out    to    either    side    of    her,    fingertips    stretched    to    reach    the    stars    as    she    spun.        twirled,    even.        the    name    of    the    exact    building    that    they    were    on    top    of    was    unknown    by    now,    the    sign    had    been    a    blur    as    was    the    stairs    to    get    up    here.        the    stars    look    so    beautiful    from    up    here,    she    can’t    believe    she’d    never    tried    this    before,    but    nick    was    always    the    one    with    the    ideas.        the    dizziness    that    should’ve    came    with    how    fast    her    body    moved    was    nowhere    to    be    found    as    she    faced    him    again,    eyes    alight    and    sparkling.            “        man,    this    must    be    the    life!        ”

                        there    is    less    than    a    moment    for    thought    before    she’s    answering    in    a    surer    tone    than    she’s    used    to.            “        of    course    we    do.        ”            allie    had    never    found    something    horrible,    she    doesn’t    believe    that    anything    could    be.        and    if    something    is,    it’s    temporary.        they’d    get    better    and    kinder    and    find    themselves    a    purer    soul,    you    just    had    to    give    them    time    and    forgiveness.        you    had    to    have    hope,    otherwise    you    had    nothing.        so    of    course    she    would    forgive    so    easily,    it    would    feel    cruel    not    to.        allie’s    not    sure    what    horrible    thing    plagued    nick    so,    but    she    knows    what    she    would    do,    and    that    feels    enough.            “        why    wouldn’t    we?        ”

                        allie    shakes    her    head,    the    idea    of    either    not    settling    well    or    true    for    her.        she    understood    the    feeling,    though.        she    understands    feeling    like    there    was    nothing    she    could    do    to    make    herself    easy    to    swallow,    or    easier.        she    just    wants    to    make    everyone    happy,    to    be    okay    and    not    too    much    or    too    little.        but    she    couldn’t    understand    why    nick    would    feel    that    way,    he    was    her    friend    and    she    thought    he    was    a    good    one.        friends    don’t    let    other    friends    feel    the    way    he    is    expressing,    and    so    she    reaches    for    his    hand.            “        well,    you’re    not.        you’re-    you’re    enough,    and    anyone    who    tells    you    differently,    even    you,    is    lying.        you’re    not    too    much    either,    you’re        …        just    right!        oh    my    gosh,    like    goldilocks!        ”