Okay, so since I've finished But I'm Not a Musician, I thought I'd post something I wrote a while ago, but only just typed up and got Beta'd. Tell me what you think? it's quite gloomy, but I enjoyed writing it. I'd like to know if it's okay...
Camp Rock's so not mine. Nor is Tess Tyler. This oneshot is though.
P.S. A sequel to BINAM is in the works... You'll have to wait a while though, I've got science homework.
No Sobbing, No Tears. No Weeping, No Fears
Tess Tyler didn't cry.
There was no 'but' about it.
There was no 'if' either.
It wasn't that she couldn't cry, it was just a matter of not allowing herself to.
The first time real tears came, Tess was excited, happy even. This was because she'd seen plenty of others cry – her friends, her family, and actors on TV – but she never had herself.
So for a moment when the salty water first leaked out of her eye, at age seven, Tess was so preoccupied she forgot what she was crying about.
After that, though, there were plenty of reasons to cry.
Her pet dog's death. Her parent's separation. People at school. World events in general. They all made Tess Tyler cry.
But, in time, she learnt to force the tears back.
It was being strong, she told herself. Crying was a weakness, even in the private of your bedroom late at night with the sounds of your parents shouting at each other downstairs echoing in your ears and off the walls.
Tess told herself she never understood why all those girls wept, when their boyfriends dumped them or they got told off by a teacher or failed a test.
Tess told herself a lot of things.
No sobbing, no tears. No weeping, no fears. Nothing could go wrong if your emotions weren't on show.
So, Tess Tyler didn't cry. Ever. But she could tell when she swallowed her feelings and shut her eyes, that one day the tears would come.
And would they ever stop?
That, she didn't know.