AN – This idea for a story came whilst I was listening to the song Shattered by Trading Yesterday.

The fanfic's going to be about Anne and Henry, with Anne reflecting on everything that's happened between them. Unfortunately, How I love thee might be ignored again! But I will definitely get back to it! Anyway...

Disclaimer - None of the characters belong to me, I take no credit for it, Showtime & Michael Hurst are the rightful owners, basically its not mine!

'And I've lost who I am

And I can't understand

Why my heart is so broken

Rejecting your love

Without love gone wrong

Life

Less words

Carry on'

Anne Boleyn, the Queen of England sat on the edge of her bed, staring into open space. The past few days events had made her reflect on her life, her loves, her good, her bad...

She sighed a deep and open sigh, first she had lost her boy, the heir to the throne and her only hope of survival. Then Henry had blamed it all on her, seemingly blinded by his infatuation with that ridiculous Seymour girl! Then she had stupidly confronted the Seymour girl and ripped Henry's locket from her neck, it had cut her hand for doing so... Even now, Anne could feel the throbbing pain on her hand where it had cut her in spite.. She glanced down at her bandaged hand, gently stroking where it hurt. Almost willing the pain to subside, and that Seymour girl too...she thought bitterly.

The Queen looked up suddenly, what had she become? A heartless monster, wishing every enemy to die and every wrong she had committed to be right? She shook her head, looking down again, where had it all gone wrong? Their love... Their life...Their laughter...Maybe it would have been better to have been his mistress, that way there would have been no love and no pain... Anne had to admit to herself that she hadn't loved Henry at the start, it had been all her father's doing! She had only come around to the idea when she saw herself the good things that could come! It wasn't until Wolsey's downfall and that trip to the woods, that she had realised she loved him...

In fact if it hadn't have been for her father's strict warning, she believed she would have gone all the way with Henry, everywhere and anywhere... The Queen blushed, remembering how passionately they had loved in those woods! How so carried away they had got! How frustrated they had both been when Anne had stopped him!

Anne Boleyn, the doomed Queen of England smiled to herself, remembering their love.

She couldn't understand! How? Why? When? Who? Where? What?

Something had broken inside of her, her heart. It had been broken by Henry and his Seymour whore. It had truly happened when she had seen them kissing together, when she had lost her baby... It had happened so abruptly and painfully, she could never recover. She could even feel the broken pieces inside of her, piercing her insides, painfully slaughtering every thought, every piece of her life... But, why? That she couldn't understand nor answer. The Boleyn girl who had once been an innocent, an ambitious, a Marquess, a Queen... Was now broken inside by the rejection of her lover, her giver, her King... Soon she would be dead, a headless corpse lying in an unmarked grave, loved by no one but the devil...

Anne awoke with a start, her breathing rapid and her heart beating loudly in her chest. Her heart... Anne placed a hand where her heart was, as if to check it was still there. Then she slowly moved her hands towards her neck, towards where her head still sat. She quickly glanced about her, noting she was safe inside her chambers. It had all been an awful dream, all but the truthfulness of it... It was true that her heart was broken, it was true that she didn't understand...She just hoped the last bit wouldn't become true, she could take her heart breaking! But, she couldn't take her head being detached from her neck...

The King of England laughed, madly, happily, sadly. He could take his pick and so could his court, for now all that he needed was Jane by his side and Anne gone from here! From the world if that was what it would take to rid himself of her! Henry sat at his banquet table, drinking as much as he pleased, the Queen was seated beside him, and Jane...Jane was across the other side of the room talking to George Boleyn... He gritted his teeth and clutched his goblet tighter, no one would have Jane but him, especially not that bitch's brother! He could feel the tension rising in the room, as more and more people noticed what the King was so infuriated about. Suddenly he shouted to the nearest servant,

"Get me another drink! A large one!"

Everyone went back to their business, leaving Henry to his own devices... He was about to charge across the room and demand George let go of Jane, when a small voice beside him spoke up...

"Your Majesty, do you wish me to be here?"

The King turned his head to look at Anne, her question not registering.

"Why ever not, my Queen? We wouldn't have so much fun without you!" He chuckled darkly to himself before ignoring her and drinking the huge amount of wine by his hand. Anne averted her eyes away from the drunken King and picked at the food in front of her, the sooner she could sleep the better...

Later that night, when the banquet had finished and she had slipped in between her cold sheets, she heard a loud knocking on the door. The Queen slipped out of bed and wrapped a sheet around her before, alone, she answered the knocking. She bit her lip, hoping it was no one nasty as she was alone tonight and there was no one to protect her anymore... Before she had chance to open it, the door was flung open and a drunken Henry appeared slamming the door shut behind him. Anne gasped and wrapped the sheets tighter around her, as if to protect herself from his hurtful moods.

"Anne, my sweet! Your husband is here to ask of you...no DEMAND of you to do your duty as his WIFE!"

There was no doubt, he was extremely angry and drunk and he wanted physical love. Obviously that Seymour child couldn't or wouldn't give it to him... Anne braced herself, she couldn't let him have his way not after how he'd treated her! Not after the things he'd said and done!

"Henry, what about the Seymour girl? Jane? What of her? You love her more, don't you?"

"That wretch," he spat at the floor. "She would rather keep her bed from me, or worse still, give it to your brother!"

Anne was shocked at this revelation, surely George wouldn't have dared to meddle with Henry's new love? She shook her head, slowly walking further away from Henry.

"Ha! So you dare to set your own brother upon her? To make me come back to you?"

"No...No! No, no , no!" She cried out in desperation. Henry smiled, triumphantly taking one step towards her as she took one step away. They kept like that until, he had backed her into a corner. Her eyes frantically searched for an escape route, talk hadn't helped it had only made him worse...

Henry placed his arms either side of her, pinning her to the wall. There was no escape for her now, he would have her and she wouldn't escape! Anne felt her brow become hot with worry and fear, never had she expected this... She gulped and gasped for air as he brought his wine scented lips down on hers, kissing her heavily. Soon he had moved his hands closer to her body, had lifted the hem of her gown up to her waist. She felt more and more terrified as he slowly brought his hand upon her thigh, as he brought her legs up around his waist... She closed her eyes, wishing that she hadn't dismissed her ladies. The captured Queen turned her head as she heard her King unfasten his laces, and drive his manhood into her. She felt her face turn hot and tears streak down it, as she gasped at the cruel pleasure he was giving her. Eventually he stopped and strode away from her, collapsing on her bed. Anne slid down the wall that had imprisoned her and into a crumbled heap upon the floor.

AN – Pretty deep stuff! So this story is much more explicit than my other ones, if your offended then don't read this one! I wanted to try and give this more feeling, and whether or not I achieved it...its up to you! p.s, I hated doing this to Anne, but she will be better off by it, if that makes any sense!