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To Mend a Frozen Heart
Chapter 3
I pushed the door to Granny's the bell chiming as I stepped through the door. I looked around spotting the back of August's head/ He sat in a booth facing away from the door but just by the change in his posture I could tell he knew I was here. "I didn't think you would come," August spoke as I walked towards him.
"Don't lie you knew I would be here," I sighed sitting down across from him.
"I don't lie," August stated simply. "I do want to help you though," he finished looking over me.
"What makes you think I need or want your help?" I asked him squinting my eyes at him.
"Do you know of Henry's special book that he always has?" August asked and I nodded in reply as Ruby set down a vanilla shake in front of me. I thanked her slightly confused until August handed Ruby money for the shake. "That book tells the stories of the Enchanted Forest and everyone in it, from Hansel and Gretel and Red riding hood to Snow White and the Snow Queen. This book is a book about everyone in this town and how they were cursed everyone in this town and how they were cursed to live here in Storybrooke. That is why no one ever moves into Storybrooke because no one is supposed to. Emma is an exception she is the savior and it is her job to break the curse," August explained as I looked at him cautiously.
"I think you read too much, besides if we are all fictional characters who would we all be?" I asked amusing him.
"I'm not reading the book, I wrote it. As for the characters it's simple, Mary Margaret is Snow White, Ruby is Red riding hood, Granny is well Granny, it's all pretty obvious really," August said with a small smile.
"What about me and are you an Enchanted Forest character?" I asked curiously.
"Well you are Princess Elsa you aren't queen yet because of the curse it happen on the eve or your second coronation and what makes you think I am a fiction character?" August asked raising an eyebrow.
"Everything about you says it. If this Enchanted Forest is real who else would write about it but someone who is cursed to see it over and over again but never able to bring it back. It is like an artist paining a picture of an alternate reality I can paint any place I want but I will never be able to go there. We are all dreamers August but you are insane," I said before standing up. August quickly grabbed my hand holding me in place.
"Ask Henry about Elsa and Anna's story ask him about the day Elsa saved Pinocchio's life. Maybe you will remember then or at least believe me," August said before letting me go.
I quickly left Granny's walking down the side walk until I was far enough away to take a breath. As I stood there trying to calm myself down Emma placed a hand on my shoulder making me jump. "Hey Eliza are you ok?" Emma asked softly.
"Yeah, I've just had a crazy day," I sighed.
"You too? I thought I was the only one that had crazy days around here," Emma smiled as I stood up all the way.
"Yeah August convinced me to meet him at Granny's then he went crazy and tried to tell me that we are all story book characters that were cursed and thrown into this town here," I told her as her eyes opened wide in shock.
"He is trying to convince you of that too! I've had Henry doing it since I arrived here and then when August showed up he started talking about it also," Emma said grabbing my shoulders lightly.
"Woah Emma a little close there," I said stepping away from her.
"Sorry it's just sometimes this place drives me crazy," She laughed lightly.
"Hey Emma, Eliza," we heard Henry yell in the distance.
"Hey Henry. Well I'll see you later Eliza I have to get back to the station. Bye Henry, I'll be at the station," Emma said her goodbyes then walked away.
"Hey Eliza, did you see August today?" Henry asked when he reached me on the sidewalk.
"Yeah he told me about your book, said it was real," I explained to him as we walked down the sidewalk towards our homes.
"Really! You believe the stories too!" Henry yelled in excitement pulling his book out of his backpack.
"No, I think it's a little crazy," I sighed as his face fell.
"I don't need you or Emma to believe in the book because I know it's real!" Henry yelled at me causing me to stop walking. Henry's yelling sent memories into my mind things of my childhood I've never seen before. It was Anne and I but we were fighting about something.
"Henry, can you tell me of the Snow Queen, I want to know of her affiliation with Pinnochio," I spoke low replaying the memory over and over in my mind.
"You want to learn of your stories?" Henry asked looking up at me.
"Yes, August told me to ask you about them and. . . I want to learn what you and August believe," I said as another flash of memories flew into my mind. It was Anne and she was hurt, I was scared. It was of a small wooden boy playing in the snow, it was. . .but before I could make out anymore memories I blacked out hitting the ground hard in front of Henry.