A/N: Okay, so, I've never written a fanfic that wasn't for Harry Potter, but this idea has been swirling in my mind for ages, so, yeah… here ya go! :D This takes place when Meggie is 18.
Writing used to be her passion, but she hasn't had anything to do with it since he left. For the longest time, she was just a shell. Her mother couldn't help her, not even Mo seemed to be able to pull her from her personal hell. She was trapped inside a cage made of fantasy and dreams, none of which would ever come true.
Eventually, she did find an escape. Music. She didn't play and instrument, she sang. Every day, she would sing for hours on end. It was the only thing that kept her going until night came. But once the sun set, she was back into her cage, taking a razor blade to the soft flesh of her inner arm, sighing as the sharp blade parted her skin over and over, the deep red running down, mixing with the tears that fell from her blue eyes.
The only thing that ever showed her mixed up emotions was her hair. Long and blonde, it never just stayed its true color. She never completely dyed it a different color, but she continually streaked it. Blue, black, green, red, purple…every week it was a different color. When people asked why she did it, she simply replied "Blonde is just too boring".
At the moment, she was flipping though her IPod, looking for a good song to sing. She paused when she came to Superchick's Wishes. She decided that it fit her mood, and clicked play.
The saddest thing is you could be anything
That you could want
We could have been everything
But now we're not
Now it's not anything at all
Mo glanced up from the book he was reading as soon as he heard his daughter's voice, and sighed. He marked his page, sat back, and listened. He wished that he knew what had changed his daughter so much. She used to be so full of life, and now, she was just a pale imitation. What had happened to make his daughter so jaded? She was so condescending. He couldn't remember the last time she smiled.
The hardest part was getting this close to you
And giving up this dream i built with you
A fairytale that isn't coming true
You've got some growing up to do
Resa felt the tears collecting in the corners of her eyes. She knew why Meggie was so upset. She loved the man that had left this world six years ago. She was in love with Dustfinger, and always would be. She wiped her eyes and straightened up. This is the last time that her daughter would cry. She left to find Mo.
Iwish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
Resa knocked on the door to Mo's workshop, knowing that he was in there. He opened the door and she swept by him to stand in the middle of the room. She crossed her arms and stared at him.
"This is the last time that our daughter is going to cry for this," she said firmly.
"You know why she's been so depressed?" Mo asked surprised. She nodded.
After all the things you put me through
Tell me why i'm still in love with you
And why am i, why am i still waiting for your call
Resa winced as Meggie sang. Mo sighed.
"Resa….why? Why has my daughter been so depressed? Why does she hide behind that tough exterior? Why do tears fall from her eyes every time she thinks no one is looking? Resa…what happened to take my daughter away from me?" He asked, tears falling from his eyes.
"She's in love. She loves a man that left here six years ago. Mo, she loves Dustfinger," Resa said, sobbing.
You broke my heart
I'm taking it back from you
And taking back the life i gave to you
Life goes on before and after you
I've got some growing up to do.
"No. No. No, no, no, no, no. Please Resa, no. She can't love him. She…she can't…." Mo shook his head.
"But she does Mo. She loves him, and he's in the Inkworld…." Resa said dejectedly. Mo walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her. They stood there crying, listening to their daughter try to sing the pain out of her heart, painting every note with sorrow, knowing that no matter what she sang, the pain would still be there.
Iwish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and I
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
I wish we could have worked it out
I wish I didn't have these doubts
I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now
I wish I didn't know inside
That it won't work out for you and i
I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
It's time I said my last goodbye
As Meggie finished singing, Resa looked up at Mo.
"we have two choices here Mo. We either let our daughter continue the rest of her life in sadness and pain, or…." She trailed off.
"Or we bring Dustfinger back," Mo finished. She nodded, never breaking eye contact with her husband. She could see the internal battle in his blue eyes, exactly like their daughter's. A small sob echoed through the house from Meggie, and Resa knew that it had just decided for her father.
"I'll go get the book."
A/N: Well? What did you think? I'll have the second chapter up probably later tonight, or after school tomorrow. I hope you liked it, please review! :3 I don't own anything!