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“So much negativity won’t solve anything. I’m on my own path now, away from all of that. There’s no use dwelling on the past.”
“Then there’s no healing from it, either.”
Sonya blinks and turns her attention back to the desert spread in front of her. She leans back, resting her head on my shoulder as I wrap my arms around her from behind.
“You have to feel it,” I continue.
“What if… what if it consumes me?” Her voice is so soft, I barely hear her words.
“Then I’ll be right here to bring you back.”
“Promise?”
I nuzzle into the side of her neck, loving how she smells and how smooth her skin feels against my stubble.
“Promise, baby. Now, shout it out.”
“Uh, what?” Sonya looks at me over her shoulder again, the cutest confused expression on her face.
“Scream into the void. Feel the rage, the injustice, the years of lies and bullshit, and shout out the pain.”
“What do I say?”
“Whatever you want.”
“I… I honestly can’t remember the last time I shouted. I’ve never screamed, or at least not since I was a baby. It’s not attractive or ladylike.”
“Yeah, fuck that shit, baby girl.”
Sonya laughs, the sweetest little burst of joy sparkling in her eyes. “You’re right. I know you are, I just… It feels silly.”
“Want me to go first?”
She nods.
I grin and clear my throat, then holler, “FUCK!”
Sonya jumps in my arms, then snorts a laugh.
“Now, you go,” I encourage.
“I don’t think I can say the F word,” she says, though the fire in her eyes lets me know she can.
“Start with something smaller, but it has to be rebellious.”
“Okay… Um… Ass crack!” she says in a normal voice.
I narrow my eyes at her, though her choice of expletive is amusing. She rolls her eyes, then says it a little louder.
“Come on, Sonya. That’s nowhere near shouting, let alone screaming. Let me hear what you can do.”
“Fricking cow-dung!” she bellows out.
“You’ve got the volume. Now let’s work on content,” I tell her, still grinning down at her. “It’s fun. And cathartic. Give it a try.”
Sonya nods, standing up a little straighter. She takes a deep breath, then shouts, “Fuck you and your fucking oppressive rules!”
“That’s it, baby,” I tell her, spreading a hand over her stomach to keep her close.
