I stand facing the person who helped me. My eyes twitch up, just for a second, to see his face. Tobias, as blank-faced as the rest of them. Was I wrong? Is he not Divergent? Tears spark behind my eyes, and I blink then back as I turn away from him.
People crowd into the car around me, so we stand in four rows, shoulder-to-shoulder. And then something peculiar happens: fingers laced with mine, and a palm presses to my palm.
Tobias is holding my hand.
So my older brother was in a book store and picked up a book about the difficulties faced by same sex parents in society today when a woman came up and bitched him out for being “too young to be reading a book about THAT sort of people.” He saw that she was carrying the third Hunger Games Book so he stared her dead in the eyes and hissed “Prim dies.” and walked away and I have never been prouder to have him as my sibling.
Ghost rolled in some sidewalk chalk.
This always makes me really happy.
- Orphan Black Countdown; 4 days
You’ve become so damaged that when someone tries to give you what you deserve, you have no fucking idea how to respond.
I had to sit and stare at this for a while when I first saw it because it completely threw me off how accurate it is to my life. It pretty much sums up what I’ve tried to put into words numerous times. I’m kinda blown away by it actually.
fangirl challenge ▪ fifteen female characters
[2/15] Aria Montgomery (Pretty Little Liars)