I don't even know, random GH drabble. I just don't know.
"But I am a good girl."
Yeah, keep telling yourself that Britt.
Sure, you pretend to have dignity and good values, but you did't. You lied to the man you claimed to love. You lied to a lot of people actually, and you didn't even stop to think about the damages you can cause. All the heartbreak, hatred and chaos. Not to just others, but yourself.
You were probably just confused on how things work. Your parents are pure evil. They want you to wicked, they raised you that way. You weren't taught right from wrong. You were taught how to manipulate and twist things around to get what you want, not caring about how hard you're twisting.
They call you the Britch for a reason. And you hate it. Because you're starting to see light. You slowly start to see how hard you were twisting, and start to let go. But why did it take you so long? You only come to terms after the ashes have settled all over the kingdom you used to have control over. You let your so called peasants defy you. You didn't realize you had a hindered castle. You were the equivalent to the Wicked Witch of the West. Everyone was afraid of your wicked power. But you didn't want to be wicked anymore.
Why? Why did you want to give up all of a sudden? Was it your mother bantering you to start twisting again? Your father begging to see that son of yours? Your son himself? Did you not want Ben to become corrupted like you once were? Was it that Patrick threw you out once and for all after the truth fled out your mouth? Was it that Sabrina won and you saw your chances were over?
Oh. It's not any of that, now is it?
It's that prince, isn't it? Nicholas. The Cassidine that floats around in his castle all alone? Well, used to?
It has to be. He let you in; crawl underneath his skin. He saw you, cold hearted and alone. You saw him, only after all of your subjects fled. The wandered his way into your kingdom.
But you didn't just let him go into your kingdom, you let him in your head. You let him walk you down the stairwell, out the door and onto his horse to his castle. And then it hits you.
You were looking in the wrong places. You thought you saw Prince Charming, but he was just a chess piece. Because, in chess, the queen has more power than the king. It's just that all your life you were the horse. Letting everyone ride you around until they got sick of you. And your dreamboat got sick of you.
And yet, you left the ashes left after the flames. You ran off with your real Prince Charming. You sleep in his kingdom, glad you stayed. But ghosts of enemies past tap at your window, and they slide through the glass. And you're back to square one. But Charming comes back for you and slays the dragons. And he always will.
At least for now.
He knows your demons, what you did. He pushed them all away. But how many more show up until he gives up? You have to start slaying them yourself. But it looks like you're learning.
They say that no one mourns the wicked. Which is kind of true. No one likes wicked people, or nevertheless, being wicked. So that's why you gave up fighting dirty. You decided to play fair. And when evil brings itself up, you stop at nothing to defeat it. Because you saw evil wasn't the right thing. You saw good was it, and you wanted to become it. So you did.
And now you have what looks like a road to happy ever after.
Because you are a good girl.
A/N: Sorry, this was kinda random. If you enjoyed, then good. Have a nice day.
