"Why does bad things happen to good people? Why did it have to be Spencer out of..everybody?"
"If you were in a garden, wouldn't you pick the prettiest flower? The world is an ugly place..God gave Spencer the gift of freedom."
"He was in the hospital for six months..he wasn't free." Angela complains,her heart humming along to a familiar stinging sensation. Tears sting her eyes as memories stab her heart. But she did know Zayn was right. The world was far too ugly for Spencer. It always was.
"I miss him."
"I know you do.." Zayn whispers,rubbing small circles into her side. They were still inside Zayn's car. They had been for hours. They talked about anything and everything. They found out that Zayn was younger by two months,both of their favorite color was blue,they both hated ketchup and pickles,and both had a thing for the 90s.
"Fluffy is probably wondering where we are." Angela states.
"Yeah..we should go back. Can we just..stay like this for a little longer?" Zayn requests,his tattooed arms wrapped firmly around the small,pale waist.
"Yes."
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"I want to show you something before we go home." Zayn says,his hands still entwined with Angela's. Angela nods,her eyes focused on the moving trees. Zayn was a fast driver,he had little patience. He wanted what he wanted when he wanted it-There was no denying that. But with Angela he was different. He was willing to be patient because in the end,he knew time would be worth it.
"When I was little I built this tree house." He says,leading her down the all too familiar trail. Her eyes widened once she saw a cute little tree house built in the middle of the woods. She followed Zayn up the tree-imprinted ladder,a grin on her face once she made it upstairs.
"This is very cute." Angela says,admiring the small tree house. There was a big bookshelf,filled with many books. Two bean bags were on the floor,a big frame with six people on it. Zayn was there,two adults and three other girls. She acknowledged them as his sisters,then her eyes trailed to the big window. She smiled and leaned against the wall,her hands filled with tiny white snowflakes. Zayn walks next to her,admiring the snowy forest.
"Rest in Peace,Spencer!" She yells as loud as she could-which was very. Zayn joined her and said the four letter phrase. Both of them shouted and screamed and yelled until Angela was convinced Spencer had heard them. Angela was cold so Zayn put his jacket over her shoulders. She now had two jackets on. Zayn's and Spencer's.
"I love you,Spence!" She yells,her throat hurting an indescribable pain due to all the screaming. Although her throat hurt,her heart felt alittle bit better.
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|Efflorescence Z.M.|
FanfikceIn which a sad girl loves a boy so much, she temporarily forgets to hate herself. "I love you so much it hurts. Is this what love is supposed to feel like? Pain?"