This is it. The final chapter :( sad.
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Epilogue: White Horse
Almost everything was back to normal. I didn't have to live my days in fear of what was to come, I had managed to return home to my friends and family but I had lost my Prince Charming. That was the part that scared me the most. I didn't know how long I had lost him for and if it was just a matter of sitting around and waiting for him to come and rescue me on his white horse.
But this was the end, and I knew it. A clean break. They heal more easily, more quickly but you still feel the pain. It hurt just as bad, like a papercut. So sweet, so deep and the pain just grows worse.
I had no idea how to escape this nightmare. Time meant nothing to me. I could lay here forever without him and I wouldn't care about the time I've lost. But time passes. Even when it seems impossible. But it does pass, unevenly, but it eventually does.
I shut my eyes and screwed them up tightly. His name burst through all the walls I'd built to contain it. Nick. Nick. Nick.
"I love you, always," the beautiful velvet voice whispered from my memory.
I could feel the blood pulsing around my body. My heart rate started to increase. Even thinking about him sent my body into overload. I placed a hand over my heart. It drummed hyperactively under my palm.
The wind rattled my balcony door, a cool breeze escaped from outside making me gasp and sent chills through my veins. The rain hammered down. Getting heavier and heavier. The noise drumming through my ears. I grabbed a pillow, pressing it tightly against my ears. Trying to block out the sound and reality.
My thoughts were interuppted by a sharp knock on my balcony door. My eyes flew open, wide in shock. There was another knocj and I climbed out of bed confused and clumsy. An unfamiliar figure stood on the other side. I flung the door open. His hood up, his head down and arms stuck in his pockets. I staggered back and screamed. He lept towars me, his hand blocking my screams.
"Nick?" I asked, my voice muffled from under his hand. He realised his hand and stepped back outside. I blinked my wet blurry eyes, suddenly sure I was dreaming.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" I stuttered, suddenly aware of how cold it was outside. My arms grabbed the ends of my cardi, wrapping it around my body. My legs started to shake with the cold. I tugged on my shorts awkwardly. He didn't answer my question. He just stared at me. His chocolate brown eyes cutting right through me. His hair sticking to his forehead, rain drops falling onto his cheeks. I reached out towards him, gently wiping away the drops, gasping when our skins touched.
"What are you doing here?" I asked again, more quietly. I pushed his hood down, my hand running through his wet hair. His hand slowly fell out of his pocket. There it was, in his tight grip. My letter. I looked back up to his face, studying it closely. I watched drops fall silently dowwn his cheeks. I wasn't sure if they were rain drops or tear drops.
"I'm sorry," I whispered silently, trying to break the awkward silence between us. He reached out to me and pulled me close to him. Gasping out loud as the wind and rain hit me violently. I threw my arms under his jacket, cuddling him closely to me. I caught a hold of his shirt, holding it tightly in my grasp. I looked up at him, tears welling up in my eyes.
"It's not over till I say it's over," he yelled and pressed his lips against mine. My legs weakening as the kiss grew. Our tounges fighting against each other and when they met there was still that jolt. There was always going to be.
"I'm here forever, and there is nothing you can do about that," he laughed, squeezing my side gently. I took in a deep breath. Well that was true and as long as that stayed true I could face anything. I looked into his eyes and knew I was going to be okay. We were going to be okay.
We stood on my balcony. The moon and stars shining down on us. The rain falling harder, making me colder but giving me an excuse to hold onto him tighter. I smiled up at him. Everything was going to be okay. I had my friends, my family and now my love. This was it. My happy ending. The Prince had came by on his white horse and rescued me. This was my own true fairytale and nothing was going to stop it being a happy ending. Well for now.