Hello everyone, this is kind of my first fan fiction. I'm not really new to FF as I've read tonnes of them before, however, I have only recently found some motivation to actually write one of my own. This may be just a one-shot, depends on what you guys think, if you guys think it's good, I may continue. So read and review! Enjoy.

~Angeliqa


Shock and hurt flickered across her features as she slammed her guardian mask upon her face. Quickly, she twirled around, sprinting out the ornate doors of the Court's church. Her feet, pounding on the ground beneath, eventually brought her back to her room. As her worn fingers fumbled with the lock, she felt salty drops of moisture cascade down her face and splash onto her hands.

But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered now.

As her numb mind recalled those four words, those four syllables, she felt her heart break again. Or maybe it was the fragmented pieces of her heart splitting into a billion more pieces? Who knew? She certainly didn't, she couldn't tell, not when the man she loved, the man she would and had gone to the ends of the world for, do absolutely anything for, did not return her undying love.

A love they had both fought for, had been built through hours of arduous guardian training, shattered with the loss of his soul, the loss of all human goodness. However, this love had returned, or so she had believed, with the man's miracle restoration, only to be torn and shredded into bloody pieces again with four words, four syllables, sixteen letters, sixteen characters.

Love fades. Mine has.

As those words tore through her, she decided that she would run away. No one really needed her anymore. Certainly not the love of her life, and Lissa…well, Lissa had plenty of others to take care of her. No, Lissa would be perfectly fine.

With those thoughts, she rummaged through her few belongings, tossing them all into her single suitcase. Yes, this was what she needed, a vacation. Time where she could think and reflect, find out who she really was, build and establish a new Rose, a better Rose.

As she closed the door to her now swept and empty room, hearing the click that told her it secure and locked, she couldn't help but recall a line that she once read, well, maybe not read as she had possibly never picked up a single book in her life, she once heard: "It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all." But was it? Was it really worth this torturing, heart wrenching agony she was enduring at present? Maybe it was, maybe she should focus on all the good times they shared, move on, start again…

Driving out of Court, without another glance back at her past, she knew whichever choice she now chose, it was not going to be easy, it most likely would be one of the lowest lows, deepest valleys, steepest dips in her entire life. She knew as she drove, that it would most definitely be a cruel and torturous hell, as is the cold and unforgiving entity that is unrequited love.


So what did you think? Remember, with enough reviews, I will continue. :) xoxo

~Angeliqa