I try not to laugh at the fact that even when sheโs drunk, she has a hard time saying it. โWhere do you want me to take you?โ She drops her head back against my chest. โYou can just keep carrying me. Itโs very relaxing.
Jessica SorensenMaybe if I try hard enough, we'll fall into each other and become one single person and we can share our pain instead of carrying it by ourselves.
Jessica SorensenActually I'm taking her for a ride," I say slyly, inching my hand up the back of Ella's leg and she slaps the back of my head playfully. "I'm taking you for a ride in my car. And you think I'm the pervert.
Jessica SorensenYou really need stitches," she tells me."Or you're going to have a scar." I try not to laugh. Stitches aren't going to help. They fix skin, cuts, wounds, heal stuff on the outside. Everything broken with me is on the inside. "I can handle scars, especially one's on the outside.
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