Author Note: Hello, welcome to Love Me. This is just a little thing I threw together a couple of years ago that I wanted to share. It can also be found on Quizilla under the name green-brown :) I hope you enjoy it... do let me know what you think!

Love Me

The First Chapter - Summoning

"I just can't deal with it anymore Lauren," Mark faltered a little, "I've found someone else."

You know that feeling when you feel like you're falling down really fast and your stomach leaves you? That's how I felt as the words left his mouth. Looking at my feet, I nodded slowly and tried to find the words.
"Uh... right. OK... Mark?"
He turned back to look at me. "I loved you." Those were the last words I ever said to him before I turned away and walked home.

Returning home, I flung myself on my bed and let the tears fall freely into my pillow. A knock on my door made me sit up and quickly dry my face. My mother walked in.
"You alright Lauren?"
"Fine mum, thanks. You and Jim off out tonight?"
She nodded, receiving a frown from me. Her and Jim, my stepfather were always going out. I was usually out with Mark, so it'd never bothered me until now. I resented Jim, felt like he was replacing my father - I was being stupid of course, but at seventeen, who really understands?

So there I was, sat inside the house, slouching on the sofa with a packet of crisps. Telly was crap as usual, so off that went. The bookcase was still littered with my childhood stories; the beautiful princess rescued by her handsome prince. I was suddenly angered, they never told you what happened after they walked off into the sunset, they were never dumped, used, cheated on. It made life seem so unfair.

I began to cry again, I truly loved Mark and he'd hurt me badly, I'd given up so much for him: social life, friends, even virginity then he showed his gratitude by trading me in for a better model?! I felt wronged, that I deserved better.
I got off the sofa looking into the mirror above the fireplace, I wiped my tears and spoke to my reflection as though I were comforting a friend, "Lauren, you deserve better, a prince of sorts even a bloody king! Just like the ones in your stories- the nutcracker prince, prince charming, King of frogs... The Goblin King!"
I smiled as the memory of one of my tales returned to me. I picked the volume up off the bookshelf, the title escapes me to this day. I opened it and read out a line, "I wish the king of the goblins would take you away - right now!" I laughed.
"Ha, I wish the king of the goblins would take me away... right now."

I sank to the floor, tears spilling down my cheeks. I missed Mark and no story was going to make me feel better.

I heard a rattle at the living room window that made me jump. I pulled back the curtain to find an Owl fluttering at the window, I breathed a sigh and banged my hand on the window "bugger off!"
Still the Owl flapped its wings furiously. I opened the front door to shoo it away, I couldn't hear the flapping anymore so I made to close the door, suddenly I saw the owl flying straight towards me, instinctively I ducked.
I turned round looking to see where it had gone and jumped back again. A man was stood in my living room.

"Get out, I'll call the police." I managed to stammer at him, having no idea how he'd got there.

The man smiled, damn, he was dressed weird - clad in black with some huge cloak draped over his shoulders. "You summoned me did you not?"
"I what? Who the hell are you and how did you get in?" I was scared and confused, some weird bloke lets himself into my house what the hell do I do?

"You summoned me, surely you recall Lauren. I am he."
My mind flashed back. "You must be joking, you're one of my friends aren t you? How else would you know my name..."
"I know more than you think my dear, all about you, I told you... I am he."
"The Goblin King? You're having a laugh..." I was left speechless and backing towards the door. He smiled at me.
"Do I frighten you?" he asked, smiling at my nodding reply, "There's no need - I'm here to take you away from the fear, resentment and heartbreak you face in this dull place. Come here."

I obliged, still afraid as he wrapped his cloaked arm around my shoulders and the wind from outside entered the house before everything went black...