Conventional love

by XOhanaX

Felicity learnt from a very young age that fairy tales don't ere is no knight in white armour.If you start believing in the perfect man who will sweep you off you feet is realistic ,you will never be truly happy.Love isn't supposed to be easy.But if after all the hurt and the tears if you still want to fight for that relationship, to be with that person well that's love. AU

1. Chapter 1

When i was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he's everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he's not easy to spot. Realities different. In reality life isn't magical. Normal people go struggle through there day before trying to hopefully get some peaceful sleep, if you have a nightmare it doesn't matter because you can just wake up but what happens when your nightmares become better than reality. When what your brain conjures up to terrify you isn't as bad as reality. What do you do then?

BEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP

Felicity awoke startled, she glared at the menacing alarm clock Asif it was her merciless captor, daring it to try anything. Yet the offending piece of machinery was unrelenting, it continued to grow increasingly louder as if it gained more and more anger the longer it remained ignored. Felicity's anger only seemed to escalate as her insistent abductor continued to mock her with its never ending noise. That's when reality began to set in and she started to remember.

It was raining, the furious thunder and lightning hammered down across the tiny village. She was staring out of the window enjoying the sight of untamed nature as it destroyed everything in its path. She had always liked weather, she wasn't really sure why .Not the sunny rainbow weather most peopled seemed to enjoy but the wild, harsh weather that didn't look perfect yet still held natural beauty. So there she sat as she continued to stare out of the window, forgetting the corrupted world around her .She must have lost track of time because the next thing she remembered was someone shouting, telling the room it was lights out, you see you're not allowed to stay up past ten at the shelter.

So what do you think? Is it completely terrible? Only a short chapter but the next one will be longer :)