This is the result of reading too much tomione one-shots (even though I haven't read the books nor watched the movies haha don't ask) and being obsessed with cherry cup's "power and control". So here you have.
song-previous-reading: Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) by Nico Vega.
prelude:
she wasn't the kind of girl that would fall for a guy like him.
he was danger and risk. she was secureness and fear.
they weren't opposite poles, they were pretty much alike: proud and selfish.
and yet they behaved like magnets.
i
she never felt special.
with two elder sisters and two younger she was ignored by both of her -divorced- parents.
papa only visited them some weekends and he didn't paid too much attention to anyone except sweet jane and dearest lizzy.
mama always complained -"if only your father would do something for all of you… he barely sends enough money… i have to work too much… any day i'll have a heart-attack"- and only had eyes for poor kitty and pretty lydia.
and then, at the end was her.
plain mary.
ii
school wasn't much better.
she was the know-it-all bookworm.
she was bullied but always stood with pride.
to every hurtful comment she played deaf.
nevertheless sometimes punches hurt pride more than words.
(you have comebacks for words, but what happens when your fist isn't strong?)
iii
they were the predators and she became the prey.
running and hiding, but they would always find her.
then he made his first entrance.
he fought brendan coleman -the main bully- and won.
"t-thank you…," she managed to say when everybody left, "but i won't talk to my sisters about how chivalrous you were if that's what you want."
he smirked as he scanned her.
"i only wanted to punch that bloody bastard."
"oh…"
"i'm george wickham anyways."
"mary bennet."
"lovely."
she wanted to say that false flattery didn't had an effect on her but she couldn't.
iv
he had a long list of girls that he wanted to date and eventually sleep with.
lizzy bennet was in it.
his plan was to approach her like the others, but the casual idea of defending that dull girl turned out brilliant.
turned out the dull girl was a bennet.
(she did looked like bennet, a less stunning one. the barely pretty one.)
lizzy came to him to say thanks the next day.
but no, mary kept her word. the witnesses were the ones who spread the gossip.
v
mary would open the door for him when he came to pick up lizzy.
lizzy quickly fell for him. so as the others: jane -the elder of them all- was kind towards him, and the younger ones -whose names he had forgotten- were swooning for him, but mary was cold and indifferent.
and that made him angry.
girls swoon at him, why didn't she swoon too?
she became a challenge.
and eventually her name was also in the list.
she still was a prey, only the predator changed.
vi
"i like your eyes."
"don't lie to me."
"i haven't been more honest in my life."
"you lie a lot?"
"all the time."
"do you lie to lizzy?"
"sometimes."
she remained silent.
lizzy and wickham had been dating for a couple of weeks now.
"don't you lie too?" he asked taking her back from her thoughts.
"no, i don't lie."
"you're here with me."
"we're not doing anything bad."
a mischievous smile was draw in his lips as he pulled himself closer to her.
mary froze.
he was close to her. very close.
"but… i am bad, darling."
mary pushed him back and ran away.
vii
eventually lizzy and george broke up.
(it wasn't like breaking up they just stopped seeing each other.)
but mary's relationship with him -that platonic kind of friendship- didn't finished.
in fact it became stronger. more addicting.
for both of them.
viii
"can you please turn your cigarette off?" she asked him.
he obeyed.
"can you please take your clothes off?" he asked back.
mary looked at him angrily then turned and walked away.
ix
she knew he was in something dangerous and illegal.
but she wasn't brave -or nosy- enough to ask him what it was.
once she even found him high.
first she wanted to run away, but when he asked her to stay, when he hugged her, she could not resist and they ended up cuddling on the couch.
"we're not doing anything bad" she kept saying to herself.
he fell asleep and when he woke up she was gone.
x
he disappeared without saying a single word.
one day he was just gone.
and mary wondered why she felt like a sock without a pair who's thrown to the bottom of the drawer.
interlude
she went to college, far from her hometown.
(as she had always wanted.)
she didn't knew he was in the same city.
(nor he did.)
I'll post next (and final) part soon if i see a good receivement for this . So please let me know what your thoughts are. I would pretty much love to read your comments and opinions.
I'm sorry if there's any major grammar mistake (besides the all-in-lowercase, that was on purpose hehe) English isn't my first lenguage so yeah...
See you soon.
-Elizabeth