Story: Will I wait a lonely lifetime Author: Roz aka Femme_Slash_Fan. Rating: PG-13. Author's Summary: To me, you're strange and you're beautiful, You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see, You turn every head but you don't see me Characters/Pairings: Belle/Red, Red/OFC. Warnings: Slight Angst, Femslash.
Red Riding Hood stands and watches as the girl she loves, Belle, walks past yet again. She knows she’s a simple country girl and she lives in a small cottage but she still dreams of the girl, she wants her… she misses her.
They had been friends once until Belle was taken away, now she doubts she will ever see her friend, the girl she has fallen in love with ever again. It hurts. It hurts so much and yet she watches as the girl passes and stays silent.
Belle looks at her, once, days later and she feels her breath catch in her throat. She hopes, she dares to hope, but the girl turns away, almost as if she’s looked right through her.
Red goes home that night, wearing her cape, and dreams of a life where Belle does see her, where Belle does love her.
Weeks, then months, pass and Red becomes silent, almost catatonic. It’s only when Snow, who has been in her life only for a few weeks, brings home a lost and shivering girl, a girl whose skin is pale, almost white and see-through, a terrified girl whose every breath is a sob, a desperate sob, that she breaks from her trance.
She takes the girls hand and she leads her home. It’s not Belle, it never would be… but she is happy, finally happy.
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Date: 2013-03-08 10:05 pm (UTC)Author: Roz aka Femme_Slash_Fan.
Rating: PG-13.
Author's Summary: To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me
Characters/Pairings: Belle/Red, Red/OFC.
Warnings: Slight Angst, Femslash.
Red Riding Hood stands and watches as the girl she loves, Belle, walks past yet again. She knows she’s a simple country girl and she lives in a small cottage but she still dreams of the girl, she wants her… she misses her.
They had been friends once until Belle was taken away, now she doubts she will ever see her friend, the girl she has fallen in love with ever again. It hurts. It hurts so much and yet she watches as the girl passes and stays silent.
Belle looks at her, once, days later and she feels her breath catch in her throat. She hopes, she dares to hope, but the girl turns away, almost as if she’s looked right through her.
Red goes home that night, wearing her cape, and dreams of a life where Belle does see her, where Belle does love her.
Weeks, then months, pass and Red becomes silent, almost catatonic. It’s only when Snow, who has been in her life only for a few weeks, brings home a lost and shivering girl, a girl whose skin is pale, almost white and see-through, a terrified girl whose every breath is a sob, a desperate sob, that she breaks from her trance.
She takes the girls hand and she leads her home. It’s not Belle, it never would be… but she is happy, finally happy.