Ptretty Little Lies
Twelfth Prompt: Ink
Word Count (for drabble only): 501
Also done for: The Drabble Competition
Selina hadn't been expecting a letter that day. From anybody.
She thought she'd forgotten about her. There'd been nothing left to say, after that night. The night before Selina left. Six years ago.
This isn't about you, Roxy. I need time for myself.
Selina had been all alone for five years, with no one but Acheron for company. She lost her best friend. It was prison.
Witches were always alone in this world, forced to hide their natures. Maybe that's why she'd been able to lie so well. Roxy had believed her.
Roxy... she was a strange girl. She wasn't like the other girls. She didn't have a mom to dote on her or dress her or fix her hair. Her dad ran a bar, a place no child should be allowed to go. She believed in magic, something her classmates grew out of.
She was a fairy, just like Bloom. Similar but... Different. Bloom was blinding in her light, burning Selina's darkness right out of her. She didn't believe in darkness because she had none herself.
Roxy understood, more than any adult. She understood the natural order of things, how predators killed for food and protection. She connected with living creatures at an alarming rate. She'd spent a week lost in woods, adopted by a mother wolf. She was a gift to any creature. She listened. She tried to understand.
She comforted Selina when the other kids made fun of them. In her pain, she healed others first. That alone was reason enough for revenge. The longer a wound takes to heal, the worse the infection.
When Selina and Roxy were in middle school, the witch realized something. Bloom was her best friend, but she was closer to Roxy.
She could have put it down to age, but Selina saw something else. She saw Bloom with Andy, watching them laugh and embrace and (once) kiss. She thought she saw Roxy. She heard her in her mind. She imagined her for comfort.
She kissed her once, for a dare in Halloween. Roxy thought it was nothing. Selina... Wasn't so sure.
She kept quiet for so long, defiant against nature. Roxy tried so hard to understand, but Selina never let her.
I saw so much in you, Selina. Am I really that delusional? I want to hate you-
"But I can't," she finished, looking out the Cloud Tower window.
She didn't say she didn't. She didn't say she never wanted to. But that she can't.
Selina didn't understand. She'd made the pixie cry. She'd done everything she could to make the world hate her. Why couldn't Roxy go with it?
Why a letter? Why now?
She had to get rid of if.
Selina threw the letter in the fire, unopened. She let the heat evaproate her tears, let it sizzle as the ink melted.
Let her heart ache all over again.
A/N's: I miss writing about Selina. Because I'm not using her canon interpretation, there's a lot I can do with her. Take this drabble, for example. I know she gets blushy over a guy in one of the earlier S6 Episodes, but she could be bi.
Why Roxy, you ask? Because she's the character I have to pair with somebody for the Drabble Competition. I saw a combination opportunity and shipped her with Selina. Well, in the past. Though I could expand on it in a future drabble. This is fun.
Oh, and some of the breakup circumstances? Based around my first breakup. It's amazing the therapy fanfiction can provide.
Anyway, thanks for stopping by once more, thanks to Pani for organizing the competition, go read my competitors' entries (it isn't just Phoenix this time), please review, and I'll see you on the far side!