VILLAINESS [TWD]

𝖌𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖘

"just like that, there ya go," matt praises.

my nose scrunches as i try to wrap my hand around the guitar. the strings were too thick and distant for me to pluck, but i was strumming to the best of my ability.

"how long until i can play a song?" i wonder, looking up to him.

"how about we just focus on getting the right chords?" he says with a laugh.

"can you play a song?"

he gives me a look, a funny face that makes me smile. he pokes my arm, taking the large guitar from me. 

"how about for your ninth birthday, i get you a guitar that fits you?" he asks, setting the instrument on his leg.

"so, you just gonna spoil the whole thing," i accuse, throwing my hands in the air.

he laughs, picking up a bigger guitar pick from the little case on the table. i turn, sitting with my legs criss crossed, elbows on my knees. 

he begins playing and singing a song that i recognized from the radio. once he's finished the chorus, he notices the look on my face.

"what?"

"you can't sing, matt."

he scoffs, reaching over and ruffling my hair. "well, how about i play and you sing?"

"that'd probably save all the glass in the house," i agree.

"now you're just being mean," he accuses.

giggling, i wave my hands for him to hurry and continue playing the guitar. he relents and i follow along, singing the words to the music he was creating.