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Title: Forever Endless
Chapter 2: Remembering...
POV (1st person): Greta von Amburg
If I remember correctly, it was a warm summer day, with soft winds and shining sun,
exactly one year ago. I was sitting in my favorite corner of the Java Cafe,
I always seemed to be there and it seemed to matter to noone I was alone half the time.
Sometimes I wasn't alone though, once in awhile Hope or Bo Brady or even Marlena and John
Black would come by, sit down, and tell me about their lives and I'd tell them about mine.
I usually spent my other days alone in my apartment, or I visited Alice Horton and had
afternoon tea. I knew I led a boring life, but in many ways I was happy.
But today I was hurt. I had just found out three days ago, my best friends Jack Deveraux
and Jennifer Horton had lied and used me. It had been months of comic charades with those
two, and it hadn't been in my benefit. Jack, trying to thwart my supposed sexual advances
had told me he was gay, but he also told me that to trick Jennifer into loveing him again,
Jack has weird ways of thinking. Anyway, when Jenn found out, by accident from me, she used
me to trick Jack, my good friend, into a daring plan of lies and 'pulling Jack's leg.' I
hated it. I hated lieing to people, especially those I loved. I did love Jack, but I loved
him for being my friend. When I found out he wasn't really gay, it broke my heart. It was
also exposed Jenn wasn't really my friend at all, she had been using me to get back at Jack.
So as it turned out, I was nothing more than a porch mat for people to walk all over me. I
had agreed to go on a job with Jack to Las Vegas, but ever since I had left his house in a
flurry of tears from their lies, I had spent my time alone at the Java Cafe, drinking my
mocha lattes, people watching, and trying not to fill sorry for myself.
I wasn't sure what to do with my life, I mean I knew I wanted to help people, especially
children. I wanted, wait, I needed to find a place to live. Nicole Walker had kicked me
out of my rented apartment. I had stayed at Jack's house, but since his lies had been
exposed I had been opted to stay at the Salem Inn, and I didn't want to stay there forever.
Lastly on my itinerary, I wanted to find love. As I sat there at the Cafe I read my mothers
letter she had sent to me long ago. It read:
I know you get to make a wish, Mon petit choux.
And I will make one for you too.
That you will find a love that will never leave,
A love that will never give you cause to grieve.
I know you're young and you can't think so far ahead,
I can't believe how quickly time has passed.
Your living, breathing proof that love lasts.
Love Mother
"Thats the type of love I want...." I wispered.
I wanted the kind of love Bo and Hope had. The kind of love John and Marlena had. I
needed the love Alice and Tom had had. A special type of love that no matter what happens,
you and that person love eachother forever, and under any circumstances. Thats the kind of
love I wanted, the kind of love I dreamed about. But I was so unlucky at love. Man after
man I fell for, had dropped me...or lied to me again and again. I wasn't even sure I had
even really been in love, would I ever find true love?
As I sat alone and unwanted at the Java Cafe, I didn't notice the stranger that would change
my life approach me. I barely felt him tap my shoulder. I didn't realize his presence until
he spoke, and I would never forget his husky accent.
"Princess...."
Title: Forever Endless
Chapter 2: Remembering...
POV (1st person): Greta von Amburg
If I remember correctly, it was a warm summer day, with soft winds and shining sun,
exactly one year ago. I was sitting in my favorite corner of the Java Cafe,
I always seemed to be there and it seemed to matter to noone I was alone half the time.
Sometimes I wasn't alone though, once in awhile Hope or Bo Brady or even Marlena and John
Black would come by, sit down, and tell me about their lives and I'd tell them about mine.
I usually spent my other days alone in my apartment, or I visited Alice Horton and had
afternoon tea. I knew I led a boring life, but in many ways I was happy.
But today I was hurt. I had just found out three days ago, my best friends Jack Deveraux
and Jennifer Horton had lied and used me. It had been months of comic charades with those
two, and it hadn't been in my benefit. Jack, trying to thwart my supposed sexual advances
had told me he was gay, but he also told me that to trick Jennifer into loveing him again,
Jack has weird ways of thinking. Anyway, when Jenn found out, by accident from me, she used
me to trick Jack, my good friend, into a daring plan of lies and 'pulling Jack's leg.' I
hated it. I hated lieing to people, especially those I loved. I did love Jack, but I loved
him for being my friend. When I found out he wasn't really gay, it broke my heart. It was
also exposed Jenn wasn't really my friend at all, she had been using me to get back at Jack.
So as it turned out, I was nothing more than a porch mat for people to walk all over me. I
had agreed to go on a job with Jack to Las Vegas, but ever since I had left his house in a
flurry of tears from their lies, I had spent my time alone at the Java Cafe, drinking my
mocha lattes, people watching, and trying not to fill sorry for myself.
I wasn't sure what to do with my life, I mean I knew I wanted to help people, especially
children. I wanted, wait, I needed to find a place to live. Nicole Walker had kicked me
out of my rented apartment. I had stayed at Jack's house, but since his lies had been
exposed I had been opted to stay at the Salem Inn, and I didn't want to stay there forever.
Lastly on my itinerary, I wanted to find love. As I sat there at the Cafe I read my mothers
letter she had sent to me long ago. It read:
I know you get to make a wish, Mon petit choux.
And I will make one for you too.
That you will find a love that will never leave,
A love that will never give you cause to grieve.
I know you're young and you can't think so far ahead,
I can't believe how quickly time has passed.
Your living, breathing proof that love lasts.
Love Mother
"Thats the type of love I want...." I wispered.
I wanted the kind of love Bo and Hope had. The kind of love John and Marlena had. I
needed the love Alice and Tom had had. A special type of love that no matter what happens,
you and that person love eachother forever, and under any circumstances. Thats the kind of
love I wanted, the kind of love I dreamed about. But I was so unlucky at love. Man after
man I fell for, had dropped me...or lied to me again and again. I wasn't even sure I had
even really been in love, would I ever find true love?
As I sat alone and unwanted at the Java Cafe, I didn't notice the stranger that would change
my life approach me. I barely felt him tap my shoulder. I didn't realize his presence until
he spoke, and I would never forget his husky accent.
"Princess...."
