FIFTEEN
Her sneakers tread
against the dirt ground
and her laces
are mangled with dirt
and pine needles
before slowing to
an abrupt stop.
"This..."
The thorns curl around her lungs
making it so much harder
for her to simply breath.
"This is the last...place?"
Ash ruffles her hair,
and does not look back
as he strides ahead of her,
with her following
in his footsteps.
The sky is the color of bruises.
sea blues, emerald greens, and dark purples.
beautiful visible bruises color the sky
in artfully painted strokes.
These bruises are visible.
The bruises and gashes
left within her lungs
caused by the beautiful thorns
and jasmine flowers,
were not.
"...This was our treehouse."
They climb the rope ladder
that dangles from
the little cozy treehouse
that they had found
when they were children.
It is exactly how she remembers it.
In the corner,
is a tiny unkept mattress
scattered with comic books
and photographs,
with a measly quilt
thrown on top of it.
Ash flicks on a little switch,
and a string of solar fairy lights
running around the house
flickers on.
It is the same cozy bed
that ash had cried in,
on his twelfth birthday,
where she had given
him his unbirthday pink cupcake,
where they spilt their tears on
as they read the little misadventures
of Alice Lidell.
YOU ARE READING
Arrogant with a Side of Smoothie
Historia CortaMaddie Nguyen is a homeschooled teenager who happens to be a maladroit employee of a family owned smoothie bar, who was supposed to have her senior year as an unquestionably stress-free adolescent. But that was before-before she ran smack into the t...
