Alright, here's my very first longfic! Please don't be too harsh—I'm just starting out, and plus this couple is SO FRICKIN HARD! They're just so normal—at least with Claire and Skye there was a forbidden love factor, but with Angela and Gill, it's just sort of "Boy meets girl, boy loves girl, boy and girl get married. The end." Ugh!
Whoops, sorta got into a rant there. Sorry.
Back to the happy mood! Yaaay! Smiles all around! Please enjoy the story! And now for the super-emo prologue...
All's Fair in Love and Lies
It was ironic, really, when I thought about it.
One minute, I had all of my hopes and dreams cradled in the palm of my hand, and the next I realized that they had never even been anywhere within my reach. Hell, I didn't even know where they were. Everything I had held dear for the past few months was a footprint on the beach that had been washed away long ago. No, not even that—a footprint that would have been left, if only I had had enough sense to walk the couple of steps toward the water's edge. But I didn't. I just stared at where it would be and tricked myself into believing that it was already there.
But the true irony came from this: I had never even planned this. If not for a harebrained mistake on my part, nothing would have ever happened. I would still be laughing and shrieking with joy on this big, stupid roller-coaster ride that some people call life. But when you really look at it, you'll see that the seat belts are broken and we're all gonna fly off the track at some point. I guess it just happened to me quicker than others, because I made the mistake of thinking that someone was actually gonna catch me before I land face-down on the asphalt ground.
And what was this harebrained mistake, you ask? The one that sent me plummeting down to Earth? Well, one day I woke up and decided that I would be a ditzy teenager, the kind who wears tons of makeup and believes everything she hears. For some reason I actually thought it was a good idea to ignore the age-old saying "If it's too good to be true, it's too good to be true!" I guess I just became so drunk on the thought of requited love that I threw caution to the wind and gambled with a high-risk, high-reward type of thing. And guess what? The spinner landed on "high-risk."
And the worst part is, I can't even hate the person who did this to me. Even though I desperately want to blame someone, the only person who deserves a finger pointed is me, and me alone. Because I was the one who built up my feelings, despite the obvious clues. I don't know what I was thinking. I don't remember thinking at all. But it was just so fun when it began that I never considered what it would be like when it ended.
Presently I am curled up at the base of a certain tree, one that holds so many fond memories of mine. Now I just want to chop it down. Perhaps I could contact Luke or Bo about it? Surely they wouldn't care about one measly little maple. After all, it holds no importance to anyone, not to me (at least that's what I tell myself), and certainly not to him.
With my body pressed against its coarse roots, I attempt a gasp for breath, but it comes out like a drunken hiccup. Oh well, just one more thing that's gone wrong. Even though I don't have sufficient air in my lungs yet, I release another wave of tears and sob into the darkened, soaking bark.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
It's not fair.
It's not fair...
Briefly I wondered what I must look like. If someone was to walk up to me right now, they would see a sniveling, hideous wreck huddled at the base of a goddamn tree, hugging herself and muttering wetly like there's nothing else to do in the world but cry. They would think that I was a creature, a freak. But right now I didn't care.
It's not fair.
That's not true. Nothing is true anymore.
It's not fair!
Have you forgotten? All's fair in love and lies.
So...yeah. Sorry about the cheesy last line. I couldn't think of how to end it, so I was like, "What the hey. Use the title."
Mild spoiler warning: Just so you know, this story WILL have a happy ending. I hate it when the finale leaves a character in the state that I just described above...it's so damn depressing! But doing something like this for a prologue is like a cliffhanger of sorts, so it's all good here.
Aaaanyway, I'll try to update this consistently, but unfortunately I can't make any promises. School has me really busy, since the teachers love to pile on the homework like there's no damn tomorrow. Ugh. And plus, Halloween is tomorrow (well, it'll be today at least, or even in the past already, by the time you read this), and in the few days/week or two after we go trick-or-treating (you are NEVER too old for trick-or-treating), my friends love to have parties and stuff. And then, once that's all over, we have Thanksgiving and Christmas, plus a ton of my family members have birthdays around this time...TOO MUCH STUFF! But, despite that, I've already got the whole story planned out for this, so it shouldn't be too hard to just slap it onto a paper and upload it.
Okay, that's it. Bye-bye for now!