speakordie: (hand in hair)
Elio ([personal profile] speakordie) wrote in [personal profile] lost_boy 2019-04-18 09:48 pm (UTC)

It’s moments like this that I realize just how truly good I had it. I was never unaware that I lived a charmed life, traveling the world with parents who truly loved me, but being in Darrow has really driven it home. I am so grateful for the life I got to live, the childhood I got to have, and I wish I could tell my parents that.

But this moment isn’t about me. It’s about Jamie, and I wish I was better equipped for dispensing advice. My father was incredible at it, but perhaps that is a talent that comes with the wisdom of age.

While I gather my thoughts, I slump down under the blanket with Jamie and sling my arm over his shoulders in a tousling, brotherly sort of way and give his arm a reassuring squeeze.

“I’m sorry that you went through all of that,” I tell him sincerely, because I hate the thought of Jamie scared and in pain. I wish I could tell him that he was entirely safe from Peter, but it’s not a promise I could make, not when anything could happen here. “It doesn’t erase what happened to you, nothing could, but I hope you know how much you’re loved here. We make our own family here in Darrow, and you’re part of mine, okay? You’re part of Eddie’s.”

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