Reckless
t's bed-not knowing whether to consider it a former possession of theirs or something current. Naturally, she knew that her mother
t that her brothers felt the same as they seemed to have already come to terms with the idea of taking up the mantle in providin
erms with the idea of giving up quite a bit to help raise Reina. Dallas didn't want that..she didn't want her sister giving up her young life to grow u
o return home indefinitely, but now she didn't know if she had a choice. At this point, it would be selfish
on her face as she watched her baby sister. "Guess you'll have me for a lot longer t
retched arm, her hazel eyes on Reina for a few silen
ullaby that her mother would sing to all of her children when they were young to calm them down. "Fica...bem bem..." Her words were barely a whisper
tem bich
at it was her aunt standing there. She looked up to see Mariella standing near the do
e smiled. "I did not in
on the bed as she hurriedly wiped her tears away. "
n, but we did have that song. It was a common one among Brazilian culture but...her singing it to us was something far more special than we could ever imagine. You know why?" She asked Dallas, to which Dallas simply shook her head. Mariella shrugged. "Simply because she was mamãe," She chuckled softly. "That was all that mattered to
could not bear them. It broke her heart to find this out. Why she never adopted or tried to find other means of having a child,
a sing-song voice of Portuguese as she fid
s in her aunt's arms, she couldn't resist co
he four of you," She chortled. "I'd li
azing mother, tia," Dallas said
indirectly mentioning her inability to have children of her own. She
her way next to her aunt, laying her he
Bea?" Sh
iend's house. It was hard for her to be in the
ng," Mari
n her own. This making Dallas feeling guilty about having not been home in the first place. If n
urden on yourself," She told Dallas. "You're going through grief just like everyone else, do not add guilt to that grief. Your m
Dallas to feel that she should feel guiltless about leaving home. She was fifteen at the time and whil
was curly and at the nape of her neck, never growing much longer than that. Ironically enough, her siste
joking, but Dallas knew that it was true. No one ever wanted to really be around or play with Dallas-most reasons being she was 'too big' or 'frumpy' or ev
n particular. He seemed to be far more relentless than anyone that she was around. His words do
weren't, it wasn't the outside appearance that they thought was beautiful but the inside. Thing is, they actually took the time to know Dallas as a person-not that she felt that they had
Ovarian Syndrome, a hormonal disorder that completely threw her body out of wack. It made it significantly harder to lose weight and wh
alone, watching as the world kept going forward while she sat stagnate, with no reassurance of worth. What was worse what the fact that she hated herself even more for feeling as if she neede
herapist suggested that Dallas have a change of scenery is when
lly before. It was only shortly after that she begged her parents as well as Mariella and Gael to stay there. Yes, there were a
wanted in life. That was something that she could never regret but it did not diminish the guilt of feeling like she was weak
lied. "Thanks, tia," She said and k
d headed out of the room. "Wher
dn't know really where she was going but she knew that she needed t
for a walk,
re in particul
she have forgotten about her? The only girl that was ever truly kind to Dallas when she was a
to Dallas, but after she saw some kids picking on her, she decided to defend her. Afterward, they were pra
e best. At that point, Dallas was so emotionally damaged from all of the things that she had gone through, she assumed that no friend would ever be permanent in her
as said and completely understood. "I'd b
ocked Reina in her arms. "Never h
one, mama Mariell
would I be if I wer
he stairs, where she noticed her bro
eaded?" Link
as still in his back pocket and for some reason that relieved Dallas. She gla
k," She finally answe
ed in understanding. "You talk to Cat?"
s my mind until a moment ago, bu
that she wouldn't,"
ough, when she's around
brother's voice. "Is...that a ba
it was obvious that
ostility then?
oesn't really...get al
you do is because she
is head. "Cat's
bad news, jellybean. I can tell...so, if s
not that bad," D
your
ing the little back and forth she'd have with
," Gael kis
o for her walk, and maybe find the coura
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