Mai Who is Always Alone
Gran Gran says she was once beautiful. The Prince says she's healing. I think she was thrown away like an old napkin. It doesn't really matter anyway, because Mai never talks anymore. Not that I've ever heard her talk. But I've seen her. Everyone has. She sits on her terrace, day in day out, her owl eyes watching you pass, and if you try to bow, or call up to ask "how are you doing," she just keeps staring, never answering.
Once upon a time she was in love with a Royal man, she went to sophisticated dinner parties, and lived in a perfect palace, and bought fancy, deep red dresses. But that was once upon a time. Her kingdom fell all around her when he left and found someone else to love. Mai sold her fancy red dresses and started wearing her scarf, she stopped going to the grand dinner parties and started waiting on her terrace, waiting for Him to return.
Her mother tries to marry her off but she says that she will only ever love her lost lover. Her father doesn't care and says he only wants her married off. Her father scares me. I have heard their arguments in the middle of the night. I didn't even know that Mai went inside that manor until I heard these midnight fights.
But Mai scares me more than her father. The way her eyes stare, the way her clothes stand out, and the way she sits and stares; watching, observing, hoping. When I stare at the ceiling at night, sometimes I pretend I'm her, just watching, but then I close my eyes and pray that I never have to watch.
A/N: Its been so long since I've published anyting! AHH! Initially, I was going to publish this as a one- shot, but after re-reading this, I like the idea of a full story better. Please PM me if you want to beta-read or if you have any ideas for the story!