White Horse
A/N: KC/Clare fic. Sorta---based off of promos and some spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of it's characters. Nor do I own the song, White Horse by Taylor Swift.
She'd trusted him. And why shouldn't she? He was her boyfriend and her friend. He was the owner of her first kiss and every kiss after, he was the owner of her heart. She knew his past. He'd told her every detail of it and she'd told him that it didn't matter because who he was then, wasn't who he was now. She'd told him he was still a good guy and she had meant it.
Then she came into the picture with her pin straight blonde hair and her stupid giggles and her flirty nature. Jenna Middleton could easily be blamed for it all and it was partly her fault but----KC Guthrie had made his choice and he didn't choose Clare Edwards. The girl who loved him, the one who he said he loved. He chose her.
Say you're sorry, that face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you
She really should've known. He'd pretty much told her not to trust him. Reese had said that too but she'd assumed he said it because he hated KC. She really thought that Jenna was her friend, as well as Alli's. She didn't expect the girl to be a backstabbing bitch. Clare knew she'd been stupid. Such a stupid, stupid girl.
Holding on, the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should've known
I should've known.
She wasn't pretty and popular like her sister. She wasn't long and leggy and blonde like Jenna. She didn't giggle when a joke wasn't funny. She was the good girl, the Christian girl, the girl who didn't break the rules. The smart girl. Maybe if she'd been a little less good, if she'd broken the rules, if she was a little less smart----but no. That wasn't her. It would never be her. She wasn't a princess. She knew life wasn't perfect. What had happened to her sister a year ago was proof of that.
I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm not the onen you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
She was no princess and KC wasn't a prince. He wasn't going to carry her up the stairwell like in all those romantic, sappy movies she and Alli watched. This wasn't Hollywood and alot of the time in real life---there wasn't a happy ending.
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come
around
She wished she had kept her promise to herself to be all about school and pay no mind to the boys. Maybe then she wouldn't be hurt. But when she met KC---she'd forgotten all of that. She'd romantacized and fantasized about a relationship with. Not caring about the consequences or that she'd possibly end up irrevociably broken by him. She'd been naive and eager. His gorgeous green eyes had promised her everything.
Baby I was naive, got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
I had so many dreams about you and me
Happy endings, now I know
I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
She knew better now. She'd make better choices. Wouldn't put all her faith and trust in someone so easily. She would protect her heart like a dragon would protect it's cave. She wouldn't be made a fool of again. She wouldn't. She was broken from her thougts by the one voice she did not wish to here. His.
"Clare?" His voice was tentative and careful and sorry.
She didn't respond. Didn't turn to face him and she could hear him sigh behind her and she'd thought he'd given up but suddenly---'
Suddenly he was on his knees infront of her and he was taking her reluctant, fighting hands in his own and he was looking deeply and soulfully into her eyes. Well she wasn't going to give him what he desired. No forgiveness. He'd broken her heart and he didn't deserve to feel relief. "I'm sorry. But I can't forgive you right now. And I can't take you back. You made your choice, KC." She told him before she stood up and walked away from him, away from the park and torwards her sister who was waiting by the family car. And she didn't look back.
And there you are on your knees
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry
Because she wasn't his and perhaps she was never his to begin with. She would find someone someday who'd treat her the way she deserved to be treated and all this would be but a forgotten memory. It was to late for apologies and sad eyes. Too damn late. He'd made the choice.
Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me
well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rearview mirror disappearing now
And it's too late for you and your white horse
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to catch me
now
"You gonna be okay Clare?" Darcy asked, resting her hand on her sister's knee.
Clare looked up from the window and smiled at her sister. "I am now Darcy. I am now. I did what I had to do and I can't regret that." She said softly as she shook her head lightly.
Oh whoa, whoa, whoa
Try and catch me now
Oh it's too late to catch me now
The End