The Unconventional Escape

We always read books or see movies about vampires or werewolves.. etc. but never the fair folk. BUT the fairies you've known from the stories you've heard as a child are not what's really out there. The 16 year old fairy Amber finds out who she really is and struggles to get away with her unconventional forbidden feelings. READ! (NO SPOILERS) :)

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13. Unfolded Destiny

          

         There I was again all alone in the living room, all alone sitting on that red lifeless couch in front of the fireplace, listening to soft piano music. The flames were dancing with Bach’s beautiful Aria piano piece that was being played; getting higher and fiercer as the music got forte and staccato, then calmer and dimmer as the music got pianissimo and legato.

           I wondered if my parents missed me, I wondered how they would react if they found out that their little plan of hiding me in the dark forever didn’t work out. I’ve always lived in my parents’ shadow and I’ve always been trying to be their perfect daughter until now; I’m going to change all of that because being unloved is sad, but being unable to love is truly devastating.

           But that wasn’t all that was on my mind; I found my hand tracing the pocket of my skirt, wondering what was inside that little folded paper. I took the paper out of my pocket and unfolded it with care then let my eyes scan it entirely and briefly before I actually read it picturing his deep voice in my head:

“Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
 
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,”

-William Shakespeare.

          Beneath that piece of poetry he wrote down his address and his phone number. It was really sweet of him to write something so beautiful like this for me and I really couldn’t bale on him after that; no human deserves being left behind and forgotten. No one deserves to feel worthless. He might be a comic geek, but so far he’s the only person who hasn’t been hiding stuff from me. He didn’t hide who he was, which is a really hot book worm and comic addict, so why should I hide who I am from him? I want to share who I am with somebody, I want to feel special to someone. I’m tired of pretending and hiding and keeping everything bottled inside of me.

          While I was thinking about the letter and about whether I should get to know him better and build something or leave him to rot waiting for his dream girl to show up, I saw Andrew’s face in my mind. I couldn’t help but cringe in my place as I felt guilty for some reason. I thought I loved Andrew, because I was supposed to but I wasn’t so sure anymore about the way I felt about anybody. I love Andrew, Kyle is just a stranger I remind myself, Amber you love Andrew, you can never be with Kyle and you’re not even supposed to see a human! It’s against the law to talk directly to humans without permission from the council.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screamed as my high pitched voice echoed in the empty house. I realized that I just screamed at no one like a lunatic. That’s it. I decided not to think and just do what I had to do. I decided to visit Kyle, help him with his comic, then leave and never mention it again and figure out what the hell I’m going to do about the mark. 

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