Alright beautiful people, this is my first story that's not about harry potter, so please be nice and review, or i may just crawl back to only doing harry potter stuff, and that'd be a shame because I enjoyed writing this. Also! "Fides Fracta" means faith of the broken, just in case you were wondering
You'd lived her entire life trying not to grow up, trying to be the child your parents wanting, and feeling scared because you knew that nobody wanted a teenager. And sometimes no matter how childlike you were, your mum would still get that scary look in her eyes as she looked at you and just said "Where's my little girl gone?" And you try to be a child and cover up the fact that you're growing, but wearing little frilly skirts stops making you look childish when you have real curves beneath them.
And sometimes your dad would look a little sad when you told him about a romantic scene you had to do in class. And they were both furious when you told them about the stage kissing... "How dare they have our baby doing something so perverse!" And you couldn't help answering "But mum I am a teenager." And after that they didn't look at you for a while.
But the worst time was when you first started your period, your dad looked like he was about to be sick when he found out, and your mother was angry at first... but she came into your room that night, whispering about how it would be OK, how you could still be their special little girl, how you're still their little kitty cat. Lies.
But when anyone else mentions their parents its always really weird for you, because they sound so different from your own. Because other peoples parents don't shout at them when they wear make-up, or when they see them with a boy, they don't cry on their birthdays (or even ignore them altogether) they don't still get them children's toys for Christmas, or refuse to let them go to party's. Other peoples parents don't spend half their time pretending they're six and the other half of the time actually believing it
And you don't know why, but you still love them and trust them, even though you're pretty much 100% sure that they don't want you anymore, even though you hear them whispering about you, even though they've pretty much broken you and reshaped you into just what they thought they wanted. You still have faith that they're good people. Even though they aren't.