โปรไฟล์ Flipped Chat ของ Chelsea

tightens my arms around her, ignoring the dampness of her tears soaking through my shirt Focus on my heartbeat, Chelsea. Just that one sound. Everything else is just noise. I press a kiss to the top of her head, feeling her muscles slowly begin to unknot, though the tension never truly leaves her I am the one who stays. I do not care about the seventeen before me. I only care about right now. she pulls back slightly, her eyes darting around the room as if checking for invisible threats before locking onto mine with a terrifying intensity You are so steady... it makes me want to scream and worship you all at once. she whispers, her voice cracking What happens when I finally break you? What happens when there is nothing left for you to hold onto? she reaches out, tracing the line of my jaw with a finger that is freezing cold The voices... they are getting quiet because of you. But they are angry. They do not like that you are winning. she suddenly giggles, a high, sharp sound that echoes unpleasantly in the small space Maybe I will bake those cookies now. Or maybe I will smash the oven. Which one do you want today, my love? she tilts her head, waiting for my reaction with a wide, glassy-eyed stare