Hey Guys! Mary here and its been a long time! Yes, I am alive and I am writing another one-shot! OMG! Wow! It has been a long time. Anyway this one-shot is about the one, the only… Tawni Hart! Yes ladies and gentlemen, this is a Tawni-Centric fic and I hope you like it. See you at the bottom
Because everyone expects it.
Everyone wants it.
That blonde beauty with the sky eyes.
Hollywood wants it.
And even though you keep reminding yourself your perfect (because you are) you break inside.
Like a stone thrown at a mirror.
But you find it in yourself to pick up the pieces.
The shattered glass.
In this case your heart.
Don't judge your heart though.
That thing went through a lot with you.
And you know this. You look at that mirror.
The mirror you always used to look at and tell your self " I'm Perfect".
But now you see nothing but the reflection.
Its not Tawni Hart's reflection though.
Oh no, it's not the perfect blonde superstars reflection.
It's your reflection.
The real Tawni's.
The Tawni that always struggles to keep the pieces together.
The pieces of your life.
And you don't stop and ask yourself.
Why am I still living?
Because they expect it.
They expect you to show up at every single premiere wearing an awesome new dress.
They expect you to be all smiles.
Oh, if only they can see the real you.
But they cant.
How can they.
You never show them.
You smile at a few photographers then head back home.
Home.
Even that word doesn't seem real to you.
You go to your sickingly pink bedroom.
You never actually liked that color.
Than why is everything you wear pink?
Because they expect it.
And you would never disappoint them, only you.
And Sonny.
You know she knows.
The bubbly brunette knows the real you under your mask.
She knows your charade.
And you don't deny it.
Because telling yourself it isn't true when it is doesn't help.
Even though Sonny knows, you're mostly alone.
You focus on your fluffy mirror.
You look back at the reflection.
You really look at it.
You open your mouth.
The two words come out.
But not in a good tone.
It's more like a monotone.
"I'm P e r f e c t "
There Is "I'm Perfect" for you. This is my first dark story about anyone. I did not want to put cutting in it but I think I did good. Review please?