Hey, so I don't know if this story is any good, but, hey, I'm bored, so lets give chapter 2 a shot!
I do not own sisters grimm at all, so ya
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3 years later...
Tonight I turn 16, but it doesn't matter much, because it just means that it is another year without puck that has gone by. I thought he might come back, but I've given up hope. Currently, I'm sitting in the kitchen, twirling the straw around in my glass, with a bored expression in my face, while people start coming in. I wonder if this is the year he will finally come...probably not.
"Hello Sabrina, how are you doing?" Asked snow as she sat down next to me.
"Eh, it's fine...normal," I replied.
Everybody asked me the same question throughout the night, and I just answered that I was fine, but they all could see how I was feeling, and they knew why.
After an hour or so of sitting there, I decided to walk outside to get some fresh air. I walked out the front door, and sat on the railing, looking out the empty street.
"Oh please God, I know he isn't coming back, but send some kind of opportunity to keep me busy!" I said aloud.
"Why is he so stupid, he didn't even think to see what my reaction would be!" I yelled up to the sky, now standing.
"I'm sorry," I heard someone yell across the yard.
"Who is it," I yelled back.
"I'm so sorry Grimm," he replied.
I instantly knew who it was, and I starting sprinting to him.
I ran into his arms, and hugged him tight, as he kept saying sorry over and over again.
Both of us were crying now, whether happy tears, or sad tears. He then gently held my face and kissed me.
All of a sudden, Daphne came running out, and I had just enough time to move, before she tackled puck into a hug.
I then started to walk inside, as I saw puck give me a smile that meant he would be in soon.
Basil passed me too, as I walked through the door. I walked into the kitchen with a smile on my face.
"Why is there such sad music on, lets put on some more upbeat music!" I announced, as I picked a better CD to pop into the player.
"Where's puck," my mom said with a knowing smile.
The whole family walked outside together, and as puck came over to hug me again, everyone else staring hugging us too, and we stayed that way, hugging, laughing, crying, but I was just glad fairy boy was back.