|She lives in a fairytale
Author: blahblahblah97 PM
"The boy with the wicked smile, the floppy hair and the guitar came crashing and banging into her life." Isacole.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Isabel C. & Cole - Words: 316 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 04-28-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8067004
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So, this is an Isabel/ Cole fanfiction. I haven't read the third book in, wow, like, months. So I don't remember very well. Or at all, but I really wanted to write this. Granted it took place when I was supposed to be studying... Anyway, hope you enjoy.
She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
- Paramore, Brick by Boring Brick
Sometimes, it feels like the world should
It should always be night time.
Jack shouldn't have died.
But you can't always get what you want.
She's the ice queen, they say. Don't cross her.
They want ice queen? She'll give them ice queen.
Since Jack, it's felt like her heart was made of ice any way. What difference does it make?
She cuts off her hair, shedding it like she should have shed tears.
But they don't come. They can't come.
The good thing about the weather in Mercy Falls is that at least the sun has the decency to stay the hell away from her.
She builds up the barriers stacking them like bricks.
But then he comes.
The boy with the wicked smile, the floppy hair and the guitar came crashing and banging into her life.
The boy with the wicked smile took down her barriers,
like a child stamping over lego.
He made her heart go
Love hits the heart like a bullet, tearing through it and leaving destruction in it's wake.
He took down her walls,
and she wouldn't have it any other way.