Even though she wouldn't actually voice it, there was something so completely comforting about Blake's chest against her back as she lay in his arms.

The best mirror is an old friend. -ProverbMaddie slipped out the front door of her family's apartment building, sliding her purse over her shoulder. She looked down to turn her iPod on, and hardly noticed the shadow behind her. It was even calling her name. When she still didn't respond, a hand landed on her shoulder. She screamed and spun around ( Read more... )

She was supposed to be a good girl, but she really couldn't see anything bad in giving something like that to one of the few people she actually trusted.

[gets online and IMs Miranda]

Okay. I'm here.

OMG

(Set in WiaD. Down the line somewhere. This is her as she's writing it, and it's not being sent, so it's OOC-knowledge only.)

Dear Blake,

[pens hovers for a long time] I'm sorry

I miss you

Hello rough draft, I'm obviously going to have to redo this once it's done.

Blake,

How's it going? Things are good here. About the sameDon't ask me why I' ( Read more... )

Recklessness is in her DNA, she has nearly perfected it, but she's too stubborn to bother with regrets, except when it comes to him.

Before he started to be around more she hadn't quite known the different kind of comfort that could come from arms like his around her, and she really liked it.

(Very locked from family.)

(locked from family and Blake)

He's supposed to be the annoying, pain in the ass guy I've always fought with. Not...

It was supposed to be a stupid game to make the other guy jealous. Not...

I don't even know.