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As It Was: The Prologue Gravity's Holding Me Back
A lot has happened since we last saw our darling girl run out from Slice's Pizzeria with her heart hanging heavy in her chest. Dressed in her full costume from the show, never mind the others still riding the high from just performing and sitting around in the lobby of the pizza joint with each other, Megara's heels nearly scraped against the concrete as she picked up her pace, hiking her dress up at her knees, curls flying behind her. Is this what Belle felt like when she fled the castle?
It felt like time slowed and sped up all at once. There was too much going on and also nothing at the same time. She knew the end would be coming soon enough, but she never could have expected it all to feel like this.
She ran all the way home, words scattering throughout her brain like alphabet soup spilling across a checkered picnic table. She didn't stop once, she had everything she needed anyway. She knew she might've looked dumb swinging a small black handbag and fumbling with her maiden outfit from the musical. But she didn't care. For once, she didn't care. Why should she? This is who she was, and always had been. A mess. This was how she felt. She felt like the dumb maiden in a romance novel with hot tears springing from her cheeks, shoes threatening to break under her weight, and being weighed down by her sinking heart.
In hindsight, she knew it was dramatic at the time. But that night, it truly felt like she lost everything. Her mother was gone like a flash of lightning with no warning signs, stealing her baby sister as if Megara had ever had a right to be her sister in the first place. She'd hurt Lip, and Ricky had slipped right through the cracks. Savannah had lied to her and even if she knew where her blonde friend was coming from, she still went behind her back. KC was going through her own thing with Nini and Rita was finally content, too happy to be torn apart by divorcing friends, so Megara didn't understand how anyone could benefit from voicing her feelings. And her dad, the one person who she wanted to run to and cry on his shoulder, couldn't even get out of a meeting with his law office to make his daughter's performance in the musical.
She knew she portrayed it as if the musical wasn't a big deal at all, and that she wasn't even a lead role (hell, playing Kelsi was more of a role than this), but she was still a part of it? She knew it was her own fault for not wanting him to ever have to deal with celebrating her, but that didn't make her any less upset about it. She wanted to do nothing more than pick up the phone and cry her big heart out but she pulled back and instead chose to run back to her safe space. The only safe space she had left.
Many thoughts swirled around her as she made a break to her childhood treehouse. She should have outgrown it, just like she should have outgrown her neediness for her dad. Just like she should have outgrown Ricky Bowen, the way she'd promised herself she would.
