@drewette: “ trust is a hard thing to come by these days. ” ©
on her fingers, keaton can count the number of people she trusts. the very first one of those being nancy wheeler. if keaton ever needed help, it was nancy’s face that first popped into her head. both teens had bonded over the horrors in their life. having experienced things too difficult to talk about to most, outside of a small group. nancy had been there for keaton when she’d needed it, seemed only fair that was returned.
dropping the magazine she’d been absently flipping through onto the vanity, keaton moved to sit beside the other girl on her bed. fingers reaching out to entwine. keaton bit back a small smile seeing the bracelet she’d made for nancy her first christmas, a matching one resting on her own wrist. ❝ you know you can trust me with pretty much anything, right? ❞ truth was there wasn’t much keaton wouldn’t do for her best friend.
