"You were my new dream…."
The words had barely slipped out of his mouth. Eugene could barely see, he could barely make out anything that was going on. He knew Rapunzel was in front of him, but he didn't know where he was. He was just in the tower, but, now everything was going black….except for her. She was bright, she was crystal clear, and he could see her perfectly out of his barely opened eyelids.
Rapunzel let out a sad whimper. She trembled as she held his hand softly, but sure. She didn't want to let go of him, but….he was going weather she liked it or not. She had to let him know that she loved him, even if he couldn't hear it, but she had to tell him before he left or she would hate herself forever. She tried to keep her breath out of all this, coming at one time, and she said,
"And you were mine." She could hardly squeeze out past her sobs and breaths, and she was somewhat content now that he would almost be gone and she had let him know that for even a moment, she wanted him. She observed his every last move, savoring every last second she could have with him, as it would be another unforgettable second of her life the she would never get back. She didn't care that 70 feet of her hair that she'd had forever was suddenly chopped off in a second, and now it was hardly 4 inches. She didn't care that the one person she had ever known her whole life other than him and her chameleon had just rapidly aged, fallen out a window and suddenly turned to mere dust. All she cared about is the only man she'd ever known, the man that changed her life completely, gave her courage, gave her hope, made her dreams came true and gave her a new dream. And he was dying in her arms.
His eyes finally gave in and fluttered shut, and he let out one last breath. His only breath ever left. Maybe it was just her, but Rapunzel could actually feel his body getting lighter, as if his soul were flying out to the heavens this very instant. And that was it.
Eugene Fitzherbert was no more. No more a wanted theif, no more a dashing rouge, no more a lover to the ladies, no more an abandoned orphan, no more Rapunzel's love. He was out of existence.
And it was all her fault.
It was her fault his corpse was rotting right in front of her. It was her fault her mother- excuse me, her kidnapper had fallen out the window and died- No. It wasn't her fault. It was all that horrid witch's fault, Gothel, the reason why she was locked up her whole life and knew no one, the reason why all her hopes and dreams lie dead in front of her. That blasted woman did no good for her…. it's a good thing she was gone. There was something good at this, actually. She was free. Rapunzel was free. She wasn't bound to this dreadful tower any longer. She could live the life she wanted, right now, away from that witch and away from -
Away from Eugene.
She stood up. She couldn't bear the sight of him any longer. It haunted her, the fact that he wasn't asleep, the fact that no air was coming out from him, and that he was never going to wake up. She dried her tears and looked around. She couldn't stand the tower any longer. It gave her horrid memories of Gothel, telling her "no" to nearly everything she asked for. Even the good things about it- the paintings, all her dolls and decorations she made-it just all looked so evil. It made her angry, like she had wasted her life, liked she was the wasted princess that never was. She had to leave. She couldn't look at her past for another second. It was time to let go and move on. She looked at her detached hair that was now a silky shade of chocolate brown, and picked it up. She went toward the window, and looked out for one last time. She hated the sight of it, now that she knew what was beyond the rocky canyons. She tied her leftover brown hair into a knot on the hook that she had used to bring her Gothel up every day. Sometimes she'd wished she had let her stay down there….
She threw down her hair, and the russet locks rippled down the edge of the tower. When they finished, she held on tightly, and looked back at Eugene. Tears quivered up in her eyes. It's time to move on, she told herself. "Come on, Pascal…." she barely let out. He climbed on her shoulder and held onto her short hair in the back, very tightly. She turned around again and took one last look at Eugene, the man that had single-handed changed her entire life. She let his last picture engrave into her mind, the last time she would ever see him or her tower. Tears flew down her face.
"Don't forget me…." she finished. With one last breath, she leaped and flew down the tower, and she was sure she would never return again