I sigh and tighten my arms around her, hearing Kyle stirring from the other room. I look towards it and stay put until he starts crying, gently setting Ella aside and rushing to him.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I watch him leave before sighing and running a hand through my hair, glancing around. Wait...where are those people? looking around the room, I bite my lip before smiling. They aren't here.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I tuck him in and hesitate before walking back out to Ella, something unsettling about his recent dreams. Sighing, I sit at her feet and flash a smile at her.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
That awkward moment when you jump out a window because your friend jumped out a window, then you remember that your other friend can fly. — Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead