❝ play with fire and
you'll get burned. ❞
･.｡.:*･ she never knew what it meant to be
happy or to be loved. while he spent more
than a lifetime travelling the world and exploring
the world, she spent hers being trapped and
to...
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO The Zelda Kim Anomaly
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AFTER BURNING AGATHA'SJOURNAL, Zelda sat by herself reading her father's letter over and over again. Her whole life, she thought he left and just abandoned them without looking back but now she had proof that that couldn't be further from the truth. He loved her so much and wanted her to know that. Judging by the fact that the envelope was already ripped open, it was safe to assume that Agatha found the letter before Zelda could and hid it in her journal. Zelda made sure to add that to her list of reasons she will never forgive Agatha. She didn't care that she took her in when she was a baby or that she kept her around or even if she somewhat cared about her at one point. For as long as Zelda could remember, all she talked about was how much she wished she and her husband never took Zelda in, how it was Zelda's fault that James was gone and she always threw things at her while in her drunken state, which was nearly all the time while Zelda kept the house from falling apart and made sure they didn't starve because Agatha was too drunk to go out and get food. And Zelda couldn't forget the cruel names that were hurled at her ever since she was a child. No, Agatha didn't deserve her forgiveness and she could rot in the deepest pits of Hell.
Nobody else was at Granny's diner so Zelda was by herself reading over the letter for the nth time after losing count of how many times she read it. The tears that fell onto the page were now dry but the ink was still smudged. Her father's words didn't make her cry anymore but the fact that she thought no one loved her only to find out the one person who truly loved her died before she could even remember him made her sad and even a little bit angry. It should've been Agatha who died from smallpox. Maybe if she died and it was just Zelda and James, she never would've been lured to Neverland and then trapped and tortured for almost a hundred and eighty years.
"How many times have you read that?" Killian asked as he sat down beside her at the counter.
"I don't know. I think maybe this is what I needed my whole life. For God's sake, I'm almost two hundred years old and I thought no one could ever love me. But then I find out that the one person in this entire world who ever loved me died before I could even remember him. And this may sound horrible and cruel, but I really wish Agatha had died and it was just me and my father. If it was just us, maybe I wouldn't have fallen for Pan's tricks and let him lure me to Neverland and he wouldn't have physically and psychologically tortured me for so many years. Maybe I wouldn't be so screwed up," Zelda sighed as she folded back the letter and put it down on the counter.
"No one can blame you. That woman was horrible to you and you have every right to hate her," Killian sighed and Zelda smiled sadly as she looked at him.
"You wanna know the messed up part? She didn't always hate me. I don't think I would go as far to say she could've loved me at some point but she definitely didn't hate me and was happy to have me. And then my father's death screwed her up or she was already screwed up and that was just the tipping point. Either way, she can burn in Hell," she replied. "I just wish I had more time with my father."
