Vapor
She remembers the first time someone notices her. She's fourteen going on fifteen and she's all wide-eyed blue eyes and cheerful, nervous smiles.
Andre Dragonmir calls her a doll and buys her expensive gifts. She feels light and free and oh so sweet and happy because Andre was so nice.
He greets her with a "Hey Doll face" and gives her a new, shiny present, patting her cheek like she's a child. He's all green eyes and white blond hair and he's perfect, perfect, perfect.
She falls in love like only a fourteen year old can.
But she's young and naïve and she lets him touch her, kiss her and into her bed far too soon.
He stops noticing her, stops calling her a doll. She's suddenly just a foolish little girl to believe in all pretty little lies and he laugh because he's cruel and beautiful and her reality shatters before her eyes.
And she feels nothing, she feels like air.
Ice
She remembers the first person to call her an ice queen. Mason Ashford is all cocky grins when she passes by in the halls and he greets her with a "Hello there, Ice Queen" and her title is secured.
She understands exactly what it really means to be an ice queen – cool, numb, controlled. She knows better to feel too much this time, to let go and give it all until there's nothing left. She's stubborn, more resolute and no one tells her what to do anymore.
That's why when Rose Hathaway and Lissa Dragonmir came back she's less than happy because they both unnerve her into feeling something again – contempt, anger, vengeance.
And worst of all, when Mason greets her with a "Hello there, Ice Queen" it's with more spite, less playful and meant to hurt.
She wants to feel numb again.
Tears
She remembers the first person to really show her he cared. Eddie Castille is sweet and attentive when she knocks on his door late at night. She just found out her mother is dead and she feels like she's one second from breaking into tiny little glass shards.
She's done being an ice queen. She's done pretending she's this perfect little image she fed the world for years.
She feels raw and vulnerable and she can't grasp anything. She feels weightless but thick. She feels soft but broken.
Eddie is accommodating and sympathetic and when she kisses him, he obliges. He's all soft, comforting touches and whispered reassurances. He makes love to her like she's fine porcelain and it's the first time, she let's herself feel every second and moment until she could barely breathe.
Afterwards, he asks nothing in return, doesn't ask for anything. That was Eddie, he just cared. And he gave his caring and support without a second thought.
She never will forget.
Rain
There comes a time she will visit two different gravestones. One of a boy who broke her heart, and another of the boy who helped make her who she is.
She doesn't visit a third grave and it gives her relief. But she finds him in the graveyard, standing by the grave of a boy with red hair and a golden heart.
She joins him, the bruises in her arms from being held by a mad woman. And he stands there with his future and pride in ruins.
This time, he's the one who asks for comfort and she lets him hold her hand.
There both letting go of everything, all the pain, and all the heartache they've been through all this years.
And it feels a lot like coming home.
My first Eddie/Mia fic. Hope it wasn't too bad.
