Hello All! Lorelibelle54 here! I've loved reading and reviewing all the great G&J fanfics here, and finally decided to write one of my own, which I hope you like. Please review or PM. Thanks to all who reviewed or read or whatever. It meant a lot to me! Please enjoy!
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Later that night after the sun had gone down, and that night air had settled in, I couldn't wait any more. I had been really good in letting people show Cressida around and get acquainted. I suppose I could have joined in, but I had a plan, and I couldn't really do it with everyone there, it would spoil this great moment. I waited patiently by my-oh!-our wishing well. After a while, she came over.
"Hi um..Tybalt is it?"
I smiled. "That's me. Cressida right?" I asked, even though I knew her name.
"Yes" .She looked up at the sky almost in awe and sat down leaning against the well. "You know, I used to look at the sky every night, when I was younger. I used to pretend that there was someone up there sewing a big black blanket with twinkly stars in patterns and shapes all over it. I used to wonder who had time to sit and sew so many stars on a such a big blanket."
I was pretty dumbstruck, because I hadn't expected her to say that.
She spoke again, and I realized that she could talk on and on about anything, and I would be fine, just listening her talk. Just watching her.
"What about you? Didn't you have some childhood fantasy? Like,that butterflies were actually dead people or that if you planted your toys, toy trees would grow?" Her eyes were so bright, and the moonlight made her skin look soft and glowing. I thought for a moment, as this wasn't quite what I anticipated the conversation to consist of, but we were talking, she was smiling. I could take it.
"Uh, well, when I was young, I mean, really young, someone told me that if you swallow a seed, it grows! In your stomach, I mean." I sounded lame.
She looked at me and smiled. "I did too. I believed that for an obnoxiously long time actually."
I knew I had to say something now, I had to act. So, I leaned over just a little and glanced at her.
"Cressida, listen, would you like to, go on a date with me?" My heart was pounding right then and I felt clammy and sweaty. My could hardly breathe, it was like the air was sparkling with a thousands little bits of electricity.
Cressida doesn't say anything but I see her. Her eyes widen and it's silent. Than her face falls, and she seems to sink in demeanor. Her hands are balled into fists and she tilts her head to the sky, her eyes closed as if she was maybe trying to compose herself. I don't know what to do. I don't know what she's thinking, if she's joking, if she's sad or mad. I feel my heart drop like an elevator to my shoes and then even further, somewhere in the ground.
"Who are you Tybalt Redbrick?"
"Well, you just said-"
"I know what I said. Not your name. What kind of person are you? What do you believe? What do you think about the world? What is love, to you? What do you do for fun? Who do you love? What's your biggest fear? Who are you?"
I felt kind of angry and silly right there. "What are you? The National Enquirer? I bet you can't even answer those questions about yourself."
I see the spark in her eyes, and I know I've gotten to her.
"I'm the kind of person who loves rainy days because of the way they smell. I'm the kind of person who sleeps too much, I'm the kind of person who's up one day and down the next. I'm the kind of person who's seen too much. The kind who is hard to love. The kind of person is seems to let every good thing swim away. You see, I don't hold on to things very well. I believe in miracles. I believe in fate, I believe that the worst things happen to the best people. I believe the less I expect of life, the better it will be. I think the world is so big, I'll never see it all.
Love is loving someone for everything they are, good and bad. Love is someone never leaving, ever. Love is gentle and sweet. It should be anyway. But as far as I know, it's not. For fun, I imagine things. I love my family, wherever they are. My biggest fear is falling again. My biggest fear is that I'll find something or someone right, and they'll go away or I'll have to, and I'll be all broken and alone again."
I didn't know what to say here. I was at loss for anything to say. It was quiet for a while as we sat, listening to crickets and the soft, muted sounds of nightlife.
"Cressida? Why did you tell me all that? You don't even like me obviously." She gave me a look, but I didn't care.
"Don't look at me like that! You can just admit you don't like me. It's fine, you aren't the only one. But you are the only one who I care about what you think. But please don't lead me on, please just stop, because I like you too much and if there's nothing then please tell me."
"Tybalt? What makes you think I hate you?"
"Because, Cressida, I was a bully. I was mean and horrible to lots of people. People hate me all the time, and they should. I get it. I know I can be loud and insensitive and I know I'm not perfect. I've been told so. I'm cracked. Inside and out. So there."
I felt awful. "Tybalt? Are you still a bully? Are you still like that? Because-"
I sighed, interrupting her and rubbed my temples. "Look. I'm trying not to be. I'm trying to change." I desperately wanted to leave.
"Well, we are quite a pair here aren't we?" Cressida chuckled a little. "You know what, Tybalt Redbrick? I like you."
Instantly, I felt better. "So does that mean-" I started. She pressed her index finger to my lips. "Don't read into that. I don't like a lot of people generally. But I definitely like you. I don't want to hurt you, because I like you too much"
She took my hand in hers and started pointing out all the constellations. But my mind wasn't really there. I was mulling over what she had all said earlier and what I could do to win her heart. I wasn't going to push her into being with me. I was just happy she liked me. In fact, it was great. There was no need to rush. I was fine with her right here beside me. But I always liked a challenge, and this girl, was a heck of a one. I was going to win her heart and show her that love is nice and wonderful. That she didn't have to be afraid for me or for herself. I suspected that she had a rough past and I hoped one day she would tell me about it, but for now I wanted to show her that someone out there cared. That someone was me. I had never met any girl like her before. So, outgoing, troubled, happy, sad, and puzzling in the most perfect way all at once. Just you wait Cressida. You've never come across a guy like me before.
Well! That was fun! I really hope you all enjoyed it! I worked hard! Suggestions are welcome! Thank you to all! Stay tuned for more! Next chapter I will involve more characters we all love, because I miss them :) Bye for now! Read and Review! xoxoxoxoxoxox! Sorry So Short!
