White HorseA Sisters Grimm Fan FictionChapter 6Daphne Grimm sat in her bed with her sister's diary open. Puck was standing in front of her, shaking his head. Daphne sighed as she leaned back and crossed her ankles, her legs spread out in front of her as she crossed her arms on the pillows behind her head."Puck," She said slowly, nudging the book towards him. "Just read it. She lives in a fairytale. Somewhere too far for us to find her. You're the only person who can get you back to reality. One day, you guys are going to find yourself trapped in a place where all your happy endings are stolen, if you don't just man up and read the diary. Then you'll know how she really feels," Daphne sighed, a bit of her old self coming back as she whined, pleading Puck to save her sister like he always had before. "What are you talking about? There's no such thing as a happily ever after! Sabrina and I are over. It's done and we're not going to ever open that book story's over and it didn't have a happy ending. Just deal with it Daphne!" Puck snapped. He really believed each and every word he'd said. And yet, he thought to himself. this pretty girl's still dedicated to a fairy tale that already ended. Daphne groaned as she leaned forward and grabbed the book, flipping through its pages. She opened it and began to read. "It's about fairytales and wild imaginations-naughty moods and mad conversations-the arctic and jamaica of 's about growing up without realization and a package of hope without a subscription. If my fingers were powerful enough I would carry every moment in a backpack-or go back in time and replay every act. I'm not strong enough to do that. But I know a little fact-that I will always be with him and always hold him in my heart. Even if the past becomes the future and the future becomes the past." Daphne snapped the book shut and smirked at the fairy boy who was standing there confused. "She wrote that about a month after you left. That was when the depression really started and we really lost her," She explained. Puck sighed as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest and sticking his legs out, crossing them at the ankles. It was a pose Daphne had rarely seen out of an Abercrombie catologue but it worked on a guy as hot as Puck. Daphne sighed as she read on. "Love isn't perfect. It isn't a fairytale or a storybook and it doesn't always come easy. Love is overcoming, obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on and never letting go. It is a short word-easy to spell, difficult to define and impossible to live without. Love is work but most of all, love is realizing that every hour, every minute-every second-was worth it, because you did it together," Daphne went on. Puck titled his head back and sighed. Sabrina may be a girl who laughed and talked a lot-a girl who seemed happy...but she also cried herself to sleep. And it killed Puck to know that it was his fault."Daphne, that's all real cute and all, but it doesn't matter! I blew my chance, okay. It's over and done with. You know what a break-up is like? Its like having the worst nightmare, after having the best dream!" He snapped, pushing away from the wall. "I don't get why I try so hard...I keep telling myself it's a wasted efoort but I lie to myself just hoping you'll be the meaning behind my actions. Everything I do is because I want her back-I need her!" He blurted without meaning to, starting to pace. "Why don't you man up and tell her that? Stop coming to me every time you realize you messed up and go tell her! Beg for forgiveness-get on your knees and plead! Do whatever it takes to get her to take you back! But don't come to me and say it's too late when you still love her as much as you clearly do. Don't you dare try to say you're over her when all you ever talk about is how you want her back!" Daphne said, slamming the book shut and tossing it onto her nightstand in anger. She jumped to her feet and crossed her arms. "GO!" She ordered.*Happily*Ever*After*Sabrina Grimm on the window seat in her room, her legs curled underneath her and her arms crossed. Her head was angled towards the rain pouring outside while Red sat on her bed, her legs crossed pretzel style as her elbows propped on her knees, her chin resting in her didn't talk very much, but that made Sabrina know she could trust her. "Smiles are kind of like band-aids," Red whispered. "They cover up the pain and all, but it still hurts," She shrugged, letting herself fall back onto Sabrina's bed. Sabrina giggled a hollow little laugh as she turned herself towards the girl."Do you know the hardest part about walking away from somebody? It's when you realize that no matter how slow you go-they aren't going to come chasing after you. I hate endings. Not because I'm left alone or because I'm not loved anymore...I hate endings because they me thinking how and when to start again. I mean, it really doesn't matter who dumped who-or why or how. When you see your ex with somebody new, it hurts. It doesn't matter if you've moved on and it doesn't matter how long it's been." Sabrina sighed."So, you still love him?" Red asked."How can I not? He ran off to save my life. Were his actions wrong? Yes. But his motives weren't. He's everything I ever wanted. But I can't tell him that after what happened? I practically blamed him for every mess in my life. And there's a lot of them," Sabrina sighed, forcing herself to her feet."Why don't you tell him everything you tell me...I mean, if he heard all that, he'd understand it all." Red said, shaking her head slowly. "We aren't talking. He's avoiding me-do you know how weird that sounds? We live in the same house-we live across the wall from one another! And he won't talk to me. He won't look at me...he's eating in his room and he's turning in the other directions whenever he sees me. He stays locked up in his room all day and it's all because of me!' Sabrina cried out. She didn't mean to yell at the sweet girl, but she couldn't help it. How was she supposed to hold all these emotions inside? It wasn't her. She wasn't good at it. And nobody could hold in all the pent up emotions she had right now. It wasn't possible. "That's because he thinks you don't want him in your life. He's afraid to talk to you because he doesn't want you to come straight out and say you don't want to see him or talk to him."Red said. She said it so simply-so certainly that it made Sabrina wonder if she wasn't the only girl who had been paying the younger girls a visit every now and then. She shook that thought away though. Why would Puck go ask her little sister for advice? That was crazy talk, as Daphne would have said four years ago."Well, that makes things harder. Especially when I'll be stumbling over what to say the entire time. I mean, I have a hard time telling you this-and you' barely talk. How can I tell him? Face to face when he can just laugh at me?"Sabrina expected Red to defend him, but instead she gave the best advice Sabrina had ever received in her life."Then write it down for him," She shrugged as if it were obvious. Sabrina could have hugged her.