01-10-2017, 11:01 AM
I've got thick skin and an elastic heart
Leola watches as Elora transforms herself back into that beautiful young woman she had come to know and love. Those ice points. Her slim form, blonde hair. Picture perfect. Beautiful. For a minute, Leola is captured in the depths of her striking blue eyes. She recalls what Ellie says to her—how Leola is enough for her. Leola gasps, and slides in closer, her heart blossoming, taking root in the warmth that perhaps she was not so disconnected as she would have otherwise thought. For such a young woman, she finds herself so serious. So thoughtful. Dull, lifeless little Leola was never enough for anyone. Her mother spent her days languishing after Akhil. Never was happy enough with the company of her own child.
And she had driven that child away.
Leola sighs then, an audible exhale. Sinking into the lush ground, she smiles. The smell of the fertile ground is a balm for her soul, just like the woman who holds her heart. She slides her body closer to her Ellie, nuzzling her, buzzing a light kiss onto her cheek. “You don’t know what it means to hear you say that above all.” She settles in for a quiet moment, before the whispers come.
She cannot help but hear them. They echo into her brain, and she instantly reacts to them—the jerking. The voices. Voices that cannot be heard. Just whispers… Leola looks to Ellie.
“Can you hear the voices?”
Leola
