What if the seven dwarfs never really existed and were just branches of Snow White's personality? Happy for the good days, Grumpy for the bad, Sneezy when under the weather and Bashful around that special someone. What if every time you looked into...
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The smiles turned into cries, the love turned into lies and all the butterflies died.
I'd be lying to myself if I said it didn't hurt. And that's exactly what I did.
I stared down at the streets below me, unable to fathom how my life had turned around so quickly. Just when I thought we were all settling down, just when I thought I'd found true love, it stabbed me in the back. He stabbed me in the back. I thought Holly losing her memory was bad enough, but things just got a whole lot worse.
Sometimes I wondered whether all the misfortune in the world was dumped on me to save others from heartache. In a way, that calmed me down because it meant that someone up there chose me, thinking that I was capable to handle all the pain. They were wrong about that, though. I couldn't handle any of it. Stitches kept adding up on the fabric of my existence until the point where the string ran out and all there was left to do was unravel it all, inch by inch.
He kept the strings attached. When he left, he took the end with him. As he ran away with my heart, he began unraveling everything that was once held together tight.
When you love someone more than they deserve, they end up hurting you more than you deserve.
Standing up there, I felt like I was on top of the world. I was the puppeteer reining the lives of those below me. For once, I was pulling the strings and not cutting them off.
It was getting dark outside, and I knew with certainty that no one could spot me. It wasn't just my thoughts that had faded into the darkness.
I knew my parents would be worried about me, but I didn't have it in me to care any longer. I needed my hair to blow in the wind and my thoughts to be let free. I needed to walk out of the cage of my past relationship.
Hugging my knees to my chest, I gazed at the night sky longingly, praying that everything would come back to normal. As much as I hated it, I needed Ted. He helped me find myself, save myself and love myself. In the process, I'd come to love him too.
If only he hadn't written those words.
If only.
"I knew you'd be here,"came a whisper. I felt like I'd just imagined it, but there he was, in all his glory, staring down at me, his face laced with worry. I rested my head on my knees, refusing to acknowledge his presence. He'd hurt Daisy and that hurt me. I wasn't going to patronize with the boy who'd unraveled me.
"Just go,"I whispered back, hoping he'd leave before I broke down. As much as I wanted company, I preferred solitude to staying in his presence. Hurt flashed across his face, but he bit it back down.
"Ava, I-"
"Just go, Ted,"I said tiredly, unwilling to fight him back. Ignoring my pleas, he sat himself beside me and looked up at the sky. Neither of us spoke for the fear that we'd ruin the silence with the built up tension between us.
