FAiRYTALE
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Fairytales really don't end happily ever after.
Roxas · Olette
Angst Romance
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Sleeping Beauty was left to rot.

"Ro-! Come back!"

It was the dream again. She was standing there, screaming at Sora, wait, that wasn't Sora. It was someone else, someone that had blonde hair and blue eyes. Sora wasn't a blonde, he was a brunet.

She desperately tried to hear the name she was screaming, only to hear Ro-, while the other words boomed and echoed through the darkness around her.

"Come back! Ro-! Please!"

Why was she screaming in the first place? She didn't even know the boy she was screaming at, yet he seemed to be very important to her. Who was he?

"Come back, come back, please…"

Now she collapsed to her knees, wet, hot tears spilling down her cheeks. Why was she crying?

The blonde turned to smile at her, but his face was all a blur. "Olette…"

Everything went blank.

Cinderella broke her glass shoes.

The Usual Spot seemed emptier then usual everytime she had that dream. It seemed as if someone was missing. Who was missing though? It had always been her, Hayner and Pence, the golden trio, the three musketeers.

Even in school, the seat across her seemed to be empty, and lacking someone. But the seat across her was always empty…

"Olette…"

His voice was so familiar, maybe something she heard a long time ago… "Olette…"

"Olette! Are you paying attention?" The brunette looked up, and muttered an apology to the teacher.

At lunch, she sat alone at the table, eyes staring at the blue sky outside. "What's up with you lately? You've been zoning out, in class, ignoring what I have to say, and staring out the window. Are you?" Everyone knew what Hayner meant by, "Are you?"

"No… Not really… I don't know." Olette muttered, in an almost inaudible voice. The bell rang, and she simply stood up, as if in a trance, then walked away.

"Something is definitely wrong with Olette." Pence said to Hayner, worried.

Snow White never woke up.

The streets were empty, dimply lit by the streetlights dotting the road. She found herself wandering aimlessly around town, trying to find him. Whoever he was.

"Where are you?" Her head hurt from spending every waking moment thinking about him, when she slept she dreamt about him, always him. The boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.

It was like some kind of obsession she had, always thinking about him, like a first crush a girl would have on a boy. And she didn't even know who this guy was.

"I miss you, do you know that?" Soon after she spoke those words, she covered her mouth with her hands. She didn't know why she said that.

If one were to see her right now, you would think she was heartbroken, crying over a lost boyfriend. But she wasn't, she was infatuated over a boy that seemed to not exist.

"You're happy, aren't you? Making me cry." The words were coming out of her mouth without her even knowing it, "It hurts, you know." She whispered, burying her face in her hands.

Her hair fell down and hid her face away from the world, and felt someone brush her hair out of her face. Raising her head up, she saw no one.

"Is it you? Show your face! Talk to me!" She said, her lip quivered slightly, as fresh tears started gliding down her cheeks. The light beige of the earth below was stained a deep brown.

Now, just like her dream, she collapsed to her knees, too tired to walk on, too tired to search on for him.

Little Red Riding Hood was eaten by the wolf.

Someone was holding onto her hand, gripping it tight, yet, she couldn't see anyone. "It's me…" It seemed like a voice whispered right next to her ear. "Where? Where are you? Who are you? Show me, please. Please…"

Her pleas were like a young lamb bleating for its mother, over and over again, it broke hearts. "I can't." The voice said back, it seemed farther then it had been before.

"Please don't leave me…" She groped around at the air, her hands touching nothing.

Then she heard it. She heard his name.

She was screaming his name, trying to find him in the darkness, and failing.

"Roxas!"

M E M O S: My hand was screaming at me again.

I have a non-angst, happy ending for this, which is the next chapter. I'll post it when I'm done.