he drives her to the rink
in his rich-boy car
she's grown used to the sleek leather seats
the air tinged with the faint scent of cologne
there's something new
the tangle of their fingers as they fight over radio stations
she wants to listen to classical
it always put her in the skating mood
he vouches for the weeknd
it always put him in the mood to make out
she smacks his hand away from the console
"you're such a boy, isaac"
he shakes his head at her
his laughter not heard, but seen in his fond gaze
"i would hope that you've realized that by now, adeline
or this entire relationship has been a lie"
she expects the word 'relationship' to strike fear into her heart
send her pulse into a panic
instead, she finds herself unable to keep from smiling
"relationship, huh?"
it's the first time either of them has mentioned anything of the sort
but, apparently, not the first time isaac has thought about it
he takes her hand in his
kisses where their fingers entwine
"yes, relationship"
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into the woods (on hold)
Short Story*on hold until further notice* she took off her shoes and walked into the woods she felt lost and found with every step she took and she explored things she never would have dared to before
