Zadyre
I stared down at Brielle in my arms, her face tear streaked and fragile, her body curled into me like she was trying to make herself smaller, as if she could hide from whatever was happening inside of her. She was asleep now, breathing soft and even. I had carried her to bed after reassuring her that she was not a monster why everything would be fine. I let out a sigh as I ran my hand through her hair, hoping it would soothe her and keep the nightmares away.
The weight of her words hung in the air- it was suffocating.
The way she had said it with guilt and tears over a little accident ripped me apart inside. Brielle wasn’t a monster. She was strong, loving, fierce and a fighter. But something was happening to her, something she could not even explain and it was scaring the hell o
