Hello, it's been a while, hasn't it? Well i have my reasons! I was hoping I could post my Prince Eric's story at the same time was this chapter but the story turned out much longer than I thought it would be!
And I felt bad for not putting anything up, so here is what I have written for this story.
Happy readings!
Love, Eh.
She refused his offer to carry her back to the ship.
Hook looked back every few steps, making sure she was limping behind. It hurt to see her like this, but he knew he didn't have the permission to help anyway.
Ariel didn't try to communicate once on their way back.
Hook knew better than to make conversation.
The crew all knew something was wrong. The usual cheerful Miss Ariel was now gloomy and always shut in her room, while the usual boastful captain was silent and shut in his studies.
Even Smee swallows back words when he puts down meals at Hook's desk. He always goes and leaves in silence. Smee notices more stacks of planning completed and placed neatly at the edge of the table every time he enters. More reference books spill across the floor like broken glass.
Hook buried himself in things he wasn't interested in, so he could heal his bruised ego. Not that he was angry with Ariel, oh how could anyone be angry with her? It was only that he needed some time to deal with his feelings – so he could calm himself before letting his emotions take control again.
He underestimated his feelings, the irrational side of him. He thought he could suppress them… He was too weak to, and he let it hurt her.
Ariel tries to be tough, they all know, but underneath the tough battle wounded scales, lay the flesh of a vulnerable girl, who has yet to learn the reality of the world yet. Hook couldn't believe he let himself dig a hole through her scales and into her flesh, and hurt her.
If only he could do things over. If only he could.
If only she could do things over, she would have never let herself fooled. Ariel threw a white pillow across the room. She knew she would regret it later, how she would have to crawl back onto the floor and pick up the pillow then put it back on the bed. And repeat the process again, but at that moment, she didn't care.
How could I be such a fool, fooled into believing he cared?
Men were all the same, creatures that thought with their lower bodies. They put on a charming smile, a smiling face, and they fool you, oh they fool you! He brings the flowers, the dress, the necklace, and all gifts that he expects to be paid with the body. It was not a gift, you fool, it was business, which was to be paid off later!
She was merchandise after all, she recalled. A product, to be sold, and now sold to Hook, himself! What a fool! Pretty little fucking fool! Ariel called to herself. All you are good for is being pretty, so you can be treated like a fool.
Ariel thrashed about, she threw the white dress across the room. She threw her leather bound notebook that she rarely used anymore across the room.
Then she crawled off the bed, and sat next to where the book lay. Slowly flipping through the pages of the book, she read to herself the one sided conversation.
Most of us do, but I like fruit more. My father said royalties tend to like fruit more anyway.
She recalled the apple he gave her. It was green, oh so green. Green with disgust, the colour of puke. Apples were the fruit of poison, foolery. And she had accepted it, like a fool! Ariel could still remember the sour sweet taste on her lips, the fresh crunchy touch and the sweetness of the juices of the apple.
Ariel could still remember the heated, desired, sudden sensation of his kiss.
As much as she hated to admit it, she liked it. It felt so, so real. For a moment there, she believed that he cared. Though, whom was she kidding? Who would love a monster like her? How could she believe that he cared for her?
Why did she feel this way? Why did she feel betrayed?
He is just using you, Ariel! After this, he had never came to see you or ask how you were! Though, why was she feeling so disappointed? Did she expect something?
A flicker of metallic light reflection caught her eye. She leaned over to pick it up. It was simply designed metal object. The curve was in a perfect oval shape, and she could remember the touch of it, the night she first arrived.
Ariel threw the hook across the room. Her emotions were like objections in the room, all shattered all over the place, she was so confused, oh so confused.
Why did she care? She was a mermaid, the heartless one!
The heaviness of her neck burdened her. The mirror hung lowly on the wall gave the answer. She looked into it, a swollen eyed girl who washed her face with salty tears looked back. Her untamed hair knotted everywhere. The green eyes lost their usual sparkle, just like the green gem that hung at her neck.
The truth hit her like an epiphany. At that moment, or really, she knew all along, but never wanted to think or admit it.
Even though he did all those things for, he didn't love her. Ariel understood now, that all he ever wanted was her body, after all. Hook didn't love anyone, Ariel understood now, she thought he loved her, and so she believed in him, and slowly loved him, but she was wrong.
And all this time, she was in love, with someone who never existed.
What a fool, Ariel muttered, and threw the necklace across the room as well.
Read and review please! It's called this title because in this chapter, literally no one speaks. :D