Only Fools Believe in Fairytales 1/1
Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2003 8:15 pm
Alright, I just realized I haven't posted much fanfiction at all. Alright, this has 1xR themes, is a death/angst/introspective fic with a 500 word limit, from first person. Written one night on a whim...Please don't hurt me ^.^;
Only Fools Believe in Fairytales
There was always a happy ending waiting.
The prince would marry the princess, the loyal knights their respective ladies, and peace would be restored. There was the unspoken agreement that we: the scrappy bunch of misfits would triumph over ?evil? and the day would be saved once again.
It wasn?t supposed to turn out this way.
We smiled our way through the scenes, holding deep with in us the knowledge their would be a new, better dawn.
All of us had our lives laid out. And we knew that in our perfect fairytale lives, although we might face dangerous peril and horrendous emotional obstacles, it would all end up okay.
Heero would love Relena, and the prince and princess of our little story would marry. The kingdom would rejoice, and all would be well. We might have our personal angsts, our bad memories, but as in most stories, we would also have our happiness.
As the loyal, the pure, the honorable and the joyous, we would get our loves and go on with life, becoming old and venerable guardians of the lands.
It wasn?t supposed to turn out this way.
Standing in this stark hospital room, surrounded by the white, drawn faces of my friends Noin?s quiet sobbing is the only sound. The reality has come crashing upon us. We are just normal people, living in a cruel world. We wanted to believe in the picket fence, the smiling faces, the quiet life. We wanted to believe in it all so much, but reality quickly ripped our fragile fantasies away.
There is no fairytale ending.
We?ve lived out our lives surrounded by our own lies, denials that death would come before the happy ending.
It wasn?t supposed to happen to us.
The shooter shouldn?t have gotten past the guards, Heero wasn?t supposed to miss the shooter, Relena wasn?t supposed to duck a second to late?
It wasn?t supposed to happen! To others maybe, but never to us.
Even if she did get hit, the hospital was supposed to save her. Then we could look back and laugh at it as another escapade of Heero and Relena?s tumultuous life. She wasn?t supposed to die.
I stare silently over at Heero. His face is set stonily, and I can tell he?s already begun to blame himself. I can sense him raging against this harsh reality. Raging against the love, so newly discovered, being torn away as quickly as it came.
Later, I watch the pale shell which is all that remains of a great woman be carted away I cry.
I can?t remember the last time I cried at all.
Wasn?t, shouldn?t, couldn?t rings in my head, a silent denial of the truth. I feel like screaming, cussing, doing anything so I could wake up from this nightmare I can?t seem escape from.
Questions sweep through my mind, racing quickly in a dizzying parade:
Why did it happen?
We worked so hard for it? Why didn?t it work?
Dammit! Where?s our happy ending?
Blargen. So repetitious...I'll have to work on that... As usual, I know there is probably amazing amounts of typos. I be sorry >.<.
Only Fools Believe in Fairytales
There was always a happy ending waiting.
The prince would marry the princess, the loyal knights their respective ladies, and peace would be restored. There was the unspoken agreement that we: the scrappy bunch of misfits would triumph over ?evil? and the day would be saved once again.
It wasn?t supposed to turn out this way.
We smiled our way through the scenes, holding deep with in us the knowledge their would be a new, better dawn.
All of us had our lives laid out. And we knew that in our perfect fairytale lives, although we might face dangerous peril and horrendous emotional obstacles, it would all end up okay.
Heero would love Relena, and the prince and princess of our little story would marry. The kingdom would rejoice, and all would be well. We might have our personal angsts, our bad memories, but as in most stories, we would also have our happiness.
As the loyal, the pure, the honorable and the joyous, we would get our loves and go on with life, becoming old and venerable guardians of the lands.
It wasn?t supposed to turn out this way.
Standing in this stark hospital room, surrounded by the white, drawn faces of my friends Noin?s quiet sobbing is the only sound. The reality has come crashing upon us. We are just normal people, living in a cruel world. We wanted to believe in the picket fence, the smiling faces, the quiet life. We wanted to believe in it all so much, but reality quickly ripped our fragile fantasies away.
There is no fairytale ending.
We?ve lived out our lives surrounded by our own lies, denials that death would come before the happy ending.
It wasn?t supposed to happen to us.
The shooter shouldn?t have gotten past the guards, Heero wasn?t supposed to miss the shooter, Relena wasn?t supposed to duck a second to late?
It wasn?t supposed to happen! To others maybe, but never to us.
Even if she did get hit, the hospital was supposed to save her. Then we could look back and laugh at it as another escapade of Heero and Relena?s tumultuous life. She wasn?t supposed to die.
I stare silently over at Heero. His face is set stonily, and I can tell he?s already begun to blame himself. I can sense him raging against this harsh reality. Raging against the love, so newly discovered, being torn away as quickly as it came.
Later, I watch the pale shell which is all that remains of a great woman be carted away I cry.
I can?t remember the last time I cried at all.
Wasn?t, shouldn?t, couldn?t rings in my head, a silent denial of the truth. I feel like screaming, cussing, doing anything so I could wake up from this nightmare I can?t seem escape from.
Questions sweep through my mind, racing quickly in a dizzying parade:
Why did it happen?
We worked so hard for it? Why didn?t it work?
Dammit! Where?s our happy ending?
Blargen. So repetitious...I'll have to work on that... As usual, I know there is probably amazing amounts of typos. I be sorry >.<.