Chapter 11: Don’t Cry, I Can Help

~ Brax ~ Willow has fallen asleep while snuggled into me. Her body fits perfectly into mine. This girl doesn’t know how amazing she really is. My father told me a little about what she has been up to back home. I think a lot of her rebelliousness stems from her parents being overprotective. Willow is not a bad girl. She’s just a girl who can’t be controlled, and the harder you try the more she pushes against it... I listen to her even breathing, and the calming beat of her heart. *** I watch as a cute green-eyed girl attempts to catch a firefly. She is laughing and running around with her hands pressed together like she is trying to trap water. Her dark black/brown hair bounces around her shoulders and flows down her back. She stops what she is doing. She begins to pout. I step out of my hiding place and walk over to her. “Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked her. “I just want to see one up close.” She had big tears flowing down her face. This made my heart ache. “Don’t cry, here I can help.” S