So… I got my first half-flame a while ago. Something about my ending being stupid when I was asking for reviews. But guys, listen. I'm not writing for anyone. I'm writing for myself. And if I like what I've wrote, I'm happy with it. If you don't then just don't read my fanfics. (And for my loyal reviewers, thank you and I'm sorry you had to read all this) So, on that note, here is my newest installment. Oh, and this song is also by The Fray.
Little House
Ten years is a long time. And that was how long it had been since he had left. But she had forced herself to move on, and it had worked. Luxa was turning 23. As she sat in her palace chambers, she thought about the adventures she had had with the great Overlander warrior, and the times they had been through together. A sharp stab of longing pierced her heart as she remembered the picture she had kept. Dismissing the maid brushing her long, pale hair, Luxa rushed over to the place where she kept it. Behind a panel in the wall, she had stuck the photograph so no one but her could find it.
She doesn't look, she doesn't see
Opens up for nobody
Figures out, she figures out
Narrow line, she can't decide
Everything short of suicide
Never hurts, nearly works
As she ran her fingers over the faded picture, the months after Gregor had left came flooding back to her. Luxa nearly slipped into depression if weren't for the photograph. She would lock herself in her room and weep, clutching the worn out thing to her chest. Why did he leave me? Why didn't he want me? She would think, gasping for air. Luxa quickly put the photo back in the wall before the memories pulled her under. But that was then. I don't need him now. I am stronger. Although these words comforted her, they also nagged at her. She knew they weren't true.
Something is scratching
Its way out
Something you want
To forget about
She put her past behind her and plastered a fake smile on her face as she walked out to her birthday celebration. No one knew. She was the only one who knew about her breakdowns. Everyone else respected her as a strong, important, and basically emotionless leader. A girl that had to grow up too fast and put walls up too soon. That was the Luxa everyone else knew. She wondered if Gregor would be able to see through the disguise if he were here. But then she quickly pushed the thought out of her mind. Of course he would. A little voice whispered in the back of her mind. She could either believe the voice or ignore it. Instead, Luxa chose to silence it.
A part of you that'll never show
You're the only one that'll ever know
Take it back when it all began
Take your time, would you understand
What it's all about?
What it's all about?
Ten years. Ten years is a long time. Plenty of time to build a little house of your own.
Something is scratching
Its way out
Something you want
To forget about
No one expects
You to get up
All on your own with
No one around
I tried to make this one kinda short because if you listen to the song, it's pretty short itself. So check it out if you wanna and if you take the time to review, (good or bad, either way, at least you took the time to read my story) then thank you.