wiltpetalsĀ·:
Ā Ā Ā the scrawny one clambers into bed, shifting and getting comfortable against her big sisters chest, nodding slowly at the idea of her singing. but bea barely gets a chance to begin before mia begins snuffling, her tears spilling quicklyĀ as she holds onto bea,Ā ā whyās she so meanĀ to us?Ā ā the girl whimpers against her, trying to keep quiet,Ā ā she makes my headache. least i got you. ā her teddy is adjusted, closing her eyes.
Ā Ā Ā BEATRIXāSĀ GO - TO LULLABY?Ā Ā LET IT BEĀ BY THE BEATLES.Ā Ā shes hummingĀ andĀ singing just aboutĀ every otherĀ phrase,Ā Ā voiceĀ sweetĀ andĀ drippingĀ withĀ lethargy,Ā Ā almost as though she wasĀ putting herself to sleep on stop ofĀ everything.Ā Ā Ā oneĀ handĀ strokesĀ miaāsĀ newly - blackĀ hair asĀ sheĀ singsĀ Ā --Ā Ā Ā andĀ itsĀ notĀ longĀ beforeĀ beaĀ feelsĀ herĀ trembleĀ againstĀ her,Ā aĀ sureĀ signĀ ofĀ tears.Ā Ā
Ā Ā āĀ Ā miaĀ ...Ā Ā letĀ meĀ tellĀ youĀ something.Ā Ā lookĀ atĀ me.Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā beaāsĀ eyesĀ openĀ andĀ sheĀ looksĀ down atĀ herĀ sister .Ā herĀ faceĀ isĀ seriousĀ asĀ theĀ plague,Ā Ā herĀ blueĀ eyesĀ hardenedĀ andĀ emotionless.Ā Ā still,Ā Ā herĀ wordsĀ areĀ hushed,Ā Ā theĀ noiseĀ justĀ out ofĀ earshotĀ of their other siblings in theĀ room.Ā Ā ā peopleĀ areĀ horrible,Ā Ā andĀ terrible,Ā Ā andĀ disgusting,Ā Ā andĀ sad,Ā Ā andĀ mean.Ā Ā theyĀ areĀ and they alwaysĀ willĀ be.Ā Ā theĀ soonerĀ you acceptĀ thatĀ ...Ā Ā Ā theĀ less yourĀ headĀ willĀ ache.Ā Ā āĀ Ā herĀ other handĀ brushesĀ bangsĀ fromĀ miaāsĀ forehead,Ā Ā andĀ beatrixāsĀ icy expression cracksĀ with aĀ rayĀ ofĀ warmth.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā ...Ā Ā what the hell happened to your hair?Ā Ā āĀ sheĀ askedĀ kindly,Ā Ā Ā toneĀ playful.Ā













