A/N I do not own disney or anything related to this fairytale. I am just borrowing the lovely characters for an adventure.

I was standing on the edge

I'd long for a new beginning

But I couldn't look down

No I couldn't look down

It was that time of the year again, leaves falling off the trees around her face when she walked towards her house. Autumn decided to come early this year, and young Aurora didn't like it one bit. It made her feel like she lost something when she saw each leaf slowly fall towards the cold concrete. She was walking towards her house, but it sure as hell was not a home. Her father Stefan was drunk and lonely, and her mother died when she was just a little girl. So yeah, it was that time of year again.

"Dad, I'm home".

She always yelled it, just to make her presence in the house known. It was a large grey house, with walls so no one could go and snoop around. She didn't know how her father could pay for the estate, because it was very large and she always had everything she wished for. Only her father was the one she had lost along the way. He was talking to himself all the time, and drinking his sorrows away everyday. When Aurora would ask or even bring up the subject about money or college funds, her father would simply nod and answer her, I'll tell you on your eighteenth birthday.

But in that sentence she heard something, something she hadn't heard in a very long time from her father; Sadness and pure hurt. Sure her father was mad and depressed all the time. But when she would bring up the subject about money or her eighteenth birthday, she noticed that Stefan would go pale and almost drowned in his own agony.

"Earth to Aurora, you're on another planet this morning!? Taking a trip down the Moors from that book you always read?" Philip was waving with his hands and making all kind of signs to get Aurora's attention. He was always her best friend since kindergarten. Aurora was seventeen and He was eighteenth they were both seniors. The last year of high school together and it was going to be an amazing one.

"Well it's just something about my dad, He made breakfast for me this morning and He even forced out something that looked like a smile, a genuine smile. It was very creepy." Aurora said not sure where to look.

"What was creepy?" Another boy with black hair and brown eyes joined the conversation. "Aurora's dad smiled and made breakfast for his princess like daughter, Diaval" Philip joked.

"Philip.. I'm serious. He's always so, I don't know He just acts like he hates me all the time. And now He's changed."

"Well your eighteenth birthday is in three months and we talked about all the most horrible things that could happen." They both laughed now at the worried girl.

"You know He's probably going to tell you He wants to marry another women or something like that." Diaval answered serious.

"Well at least you're not cursed and going to pinch yourself on a spinning wheel" Philip joked.

*Ring*

Thank Gods saved by the bell Aurora thought. She liked hanging out with her two friends but sometimes she could bang their heads against a wall.

The rest of the day went by pretty smooth, Aurora noticed she really liked being a senior, she wanted to go away more then anything in the world. Go off on the first train and take a gap year to travel and meet a lot of new people. Daydreaming was the most she did in her days locked inside the school walls. She was a very bright girl and could afford to miss a thing or two.

"Miss Rose would you please pay attention to this class? If you fail this you can't have your diploma at graduation at the end of the year." She heard that one for the millionth time today. All the teachers thought it was useful to threat with this one. But she knew better.

When she got home she noticed a note on the kitchen table. He was gone again, but Aurora was used to being alone in her room. She learned to appreciate it, she often worked on her drawings of the Moorlands from her books. Or she listened to music. It wasn't all bad. Most of the time Philip or Diaval was bound to show up on her doorstep anyways because they wanted to play on her playstation or just loved the blonde girl's company.

But tonight it was different somehow. No one showed and she felt utterly alone after a day so filled with people. Her thoughts wandered again at her father's words.

"I'll tell you on your eighteenth birthday."

She wanted to know now, what was so damn special about that day? She looked at her ceiling pointless overthinking led to pacing and just going a bit mad.

"Just let it go little beastie, don't worry just sleep. It'll all be allright."

This was just an idea that popped up in my head, follow or favorite this story and I will put my heart in it and update this as fast as I can. If I know someone reads it it just gives me that extra push to write. :)