Daniels POV
Over the course of the next two weeks, Aria and I worked on the project.
We were at my house, and we were putting on the finishing touches....
"Done!" Aria exclaimed with a smile beamed across her face, so bright that I had to smile as well.
"I think we're getting an A." I grinned at her.
"I hope so," she said quietly, brushing her hands on her shirt.
Her chocolate brown eyes drifted to the window as it seemed like she was searching for someone.
I noticed her looking, and placed a hand on top of hers.
She snapped her head towards me, "I'm sorry- is just that my dad didnt come home last night. and- and i keep thinking that maybe he wont come home tonight either. so i'll be safe."
I listened quietly, unsure of what to say.
a few moments of silence passed when I spoke, "you could stay here."
Her eyes gleamed and she wrapped her arms around me, hugging me.
I held her tightly.
"thank you." she whispered.
i smiled into her shoulder, never wanting to let go.***LATER THAT NIGHT
Aria's POV
I was borrowing Daniel's shirt which was 300000x too large on me, but it was comfortable and smelled like him, so i was grateful.
I opened my phone to my lockscreen- a picture of baby me and my mom.
If only you were still here, mom.
things would be so different.
maybe dad wouldnt have started drinking.
maybe he would love and care for me and treat me better than trash.
i would have a mom again.
"i could have had a family," i whispered to myself, feeling my chest tighten with grief.
I heard Daniel come in the room.
he sat down on the bed next to me.
Knowing how much i was hurting, he held my hand, not being sure quite how to comfort me.
he kissed my forehead, and i looked up at him.
"i'm going to sleep." my voice quivered.
He nodded and left the room.
My tears subsiding, i drifted off to sleep.
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Silhouette|| Daniel Seavey
Random"Abused, depressed, and broken, life seems to to chew me up and spit me out, day after day. Not one person asks why i have a scar on my face. Not one person bothers with me. For me, life seems as dark as a person's silhouette on a clear, starry nigh...