Sepulchre There by the Sea - A Fairytale Green fanfiction

Poetry's Angel - Stone's POV

Stone's POV of chapters 2 and 3 of Fairytale Green. Scene requested by the amazing kaylasilverss herself.

This oneshot is nearly 4,000 words so brace yourself.

Anyways, enjoy!

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I was going to kill Brennan.

I came here to fight, to extend Litora Bello, not sit at a fair and listen to irritating people run around and scream. I clenched my fists and tried not to burst out in anger at the droning sound of Brennan talking to some girl he met.

I have had a harder time controlling my anger recently, and Litora Bello was my way of getting it under control. But Brennan wanted to flirt with this girl, and despite the fact that I was getting frustrated with waiting to go to the beach and knock a few heads together, I did want Brennan to be happy.

I was exceedingly grateful that Brennan and Mr. and Mrs. Lewis took me in, but I still felt empty. I hated almost everyone and nearly everything made me want to punch something or just burst out into blind rage. I sometimes wished I was not so temperamental and harsh. Although people did annoy the fuck out of me, it still would not have hurt if they were not afraid of me. If they approached me.

I felt awfully unlikeable.

But it was mostly my fault, as I pushed everyone away the second they tried to build a relationship or friendship with me. I guess I was afraid of getting hurt, or perhaps I just did not love myself enough to allow someone else to love me.

I pushed myself out of my mind and tried to listen in on Brennan and the girl's conversation, but once again I found myself falling victim to my thoughts, so I looked around the fair to try and take my mind off of myself.

My heart nearly stopped.

The most beautiful girl I have ever seen with the most striking green hair was staring at me, her eyes traveling over my body unashamedly. My breath caught in my throat as I stared her down, not quite sure if what I was seeing was real, or just a figment of my imagination. She could not be real. She was too angelic. I was going insane.

I turned my gaze to the floor, hoping that no one saw me staring at the air. I really was losing my mind. I took my phone out and began to scroll through absolutely nothing, feeling the angel's eyes on me. I moved slightly out of discomfort, my mind racing with the possibilities of the girl I saw being real or mythical, enchanted, or just natural perfection.

And then Brennan and the girl turned to where I was just looking before, and the girl called out, "Ella, get over here."

I turned and saw that she was real, and she was coming toward me. Ella. Ella, Ella, Ella. The name sounded soft, almost fairy-like, and when she came close to us, I saw how much her name matched her appearance.

Fucking enchanting.

She sat across from me, and we stared at each other. I wondered what could possibly be going on behind those bewitching eyes, what gears were turning in her brain, what fascinating thought she could be thinking.

The way she was staring at me made me think she might have found me attractive. She was checking me out unabashedly, and I was totally and completely fine with that. I knew I was physically attractive, I have had people throwing themselves at me for years. But her, I have never seen someone as beautiful as her. She was completely and utterly flawless.

"Lana, are you going to introduce me?" She spoke up.

Her voice, her fucking voice.

I suddenly became aware of my obvious attraction to her, so I set my face and looked at the floor, hoping that my expression was not betraying any of my emotions.