A.N I don't own PJO, or the Mirror of Erised which belongs to JK Rowling
Mirror Of Erised
She looks into the mirror, and almost cries at the sight.
There's the stupid seaweed brain, smiling at her lovingly, and pulling her close. There's a beautiful little girl and boy in front of them, and they have his beautiful eyes, but her soft curls.
Their parents are smiling, giving them their blessing, and even helping with the young children.
"I love you" he whispers, and then, she really breaks down. It will never happen. The mirror is cruelly taunting her, because she'll never have what she sees. She'll never have his love, because he's in love with someone else.
And she knows that.
She doesn't sleep much at night, the mirror has been haunting her. When she sees the two in the morning, it's like their argument never happened. Even though they could very well die, they have eah other.
She swallows thickly, clenching her fists and jaw, in order to make sure she doesn't cry.
Desire has never been so hard to come terms with.
Right now she's an obstacle, but soon the seaweed brain will come to his senses and realized he's fallen for her.
And if there's one thing she's sure of, it's that sometimes fantasies are just fantasies.
Yes, it's hard being Rachel Elizabeth Dare.