―❝ I'm in a field of dandelions. Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine. And I see forever in your eyes. I feel okay when I see you smile, smile.❞
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―❝she's an up and coming author and he's a star athlete- two completely different people wh...
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Finally it was Brylee's birthday. She wasn't really looking forward to it. Not since what happened at Christopher Park. She had been a bit confused with herself and why she had liked breaking something. She didn't understand why, but a part of her wanted to break more things. Part of her had enjoyed it.
She was currently sat on her bed in her room, her eyes glassy from unshed tears. She couldn't stop thinking about what happened.
A knock is heard and Maya sticks her head in, opening the door more and walking in. "You alright?"
"I just-I don't understand." Brylee whispered, staring at the ground as tears fell down her cheeks. "I'm so confused."
"About what?" Maya asked softly, sitting next to her.
"The reason why I did it. The reason why I liked it. A part of me, I-I don't get it. I'm not supposed to feel like that. I'm not a bad person. I've never been in trouble or-or disobeyed. And yet a part of me wants to break stuff, destroy things." Brylee explains, her tears falling as she started to breathe heavily. "And I don't understand. Why do I-I feel like this?"
Maya wraps her arm around Brylee, pulling her closer. "You're not a bad person, Bry. You're not. Okay? I know what happened, I know how you feel, and I'm here for you. But you're not a bad person. We all mess up and do something bad, but it's how we deal with that that matters."
"But-but a part of me liked breaking something, destroying stuff. I-I felt a sense of power, a-a rush. Like...Like it felt good to do something bad." Brylee stammered, covering her face as she cried.
"Shh. It's alright. You're alright." Maya cooed, rubbing her arm to comfort her. She hated her sister felt his way and that there wasn't much she could do to help than just be there for her.
"I'm-I'm scared, Maya." Brylee sniffles, wiping her tears. "I'm scared because I've never-I've never wanted to do something bad. This was-this was new to me. It felt weird and good. I-I don't get it. Why-why do I feel like this? What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing's wrong with you. It's completely normal. To feel like this. There's nothing wrong with wanting to break things or do something bad, Bry. As long as you don't hurt anyone or do it, it's perfectly fine." Maya said softly, pulling her closer and kissing the side of her head.
Brylee leaned against her, closing her eyes and sighing as she tried to relax. Her breathing had gotten uneven as she cried. She was glad that she had Maya. She was so grateful for her sister. If it wasn't for her, she'd be freaking out right now.
"Thank you."
"Anytime." Maya smiled softly.
"How did you deal with it? You know, how you felt about doing something bad." Brylee asked curiously, looking at Maya as she sniffled and wiped her tears away.
