Me-On with the story!

My Loving audience -yeah!

Me- Thank you Thank you!

Puck- Just say the disclaimer.

Me- Ugh fine you party pooper I do not own the Sisters Grimm series no matter how much I want to all credit goes to Michael Buckley. Thank you

Puck –Finally

Me- Puck just shut up

Everyone-oh

Sabrina's pov

I woke up to the sound of a car parking in the driveway. I checked the time and saw that it was midnight. My mind was turning with all the possibilities on why he was out this late. I looked out the window and saw Puck and Bella getting out.

Why was he with her, my worst enemy, the girl I hate as much as Puck hates Peter? That and all the possible reasons were the only things running through my head.

I watched him walk in front of her to the porch steps. I saw him turn around and suddenly they were kissing.

It hurt me to watch. I could feel the tears in my eyes something I haven't felt in years. I turned around and ran to the stairs. I walked quickly and quietly up half the stairs before I gave up and fell down sobbing. Images of Puck and Bella kissing kept running through my head.

I heard the door open and close. I heard his footsteps coming towards me. I pulled my knees into me and wrapped my arms around them. Then I laid my head down trying to quiet the sobs. Suddenly he was right in front of me. I kept my head down so I don't have to look at his stupid cheating face.

"Brina are you ok? What's wrong" he said kneeling down and wrapping his arms around me. When he talked he sounded worried but it was most likely my mind playing tricks on me.

He put his hands under my chin forcing me to look at him. I decided to use this to check his facial expressions and see if he did care for me or if it all was a lie. He had a mixture of emotions showing like worried and scared but the easiest one to see was guilt.

I stood up out of his embrace and he copied me. I looked him in the eye so he knows I'm serious. "Stay away from me you stupid cheating jerk." I said then ran upstairs.

I turned on the radio and lay down on my bed. It was when the radio turned on that I remembered that Daphne was the last one to use it and she loves country music. I didn't feel like getting up so I just left it.

"This next song is White Horse by Taylor Swift" the radio announced.

I thought that it sounded calming so I somehow managed to quiet my sobs and listened.

"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

Holding on, the days drag on

Stupid girl, I should have known

I should have known

That I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale

I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet

Lead her up the stairwell

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town

I was a dreamer you went and let me down

Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around

Baby I was naïve, got lost in your eyes

And never really had a chance

My mistake, I didn't know to be in love

You had to fight to have the upper hand

I had so many dreams about you and me

Happy endings, now I know

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale

I'm not the one you sweep off her feet

Lead her up the stairwell

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

And there you are on your knees

Begging for forgiveness, begging for me

Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry

Cause I'm not your princes, this ain't a fairy tale

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 review mirror disappearing now

And it's too late for you or your white horse

Now it's too late for you or your white horse, to catch me now

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

Try and catch me now

Oh, it's too late to catch me now"

I thought about how much that song reflected how I felt. Then I got up and turned off my radio. I laid back down and fell asleep knowing exactly what I was going to do in the morning.