Till the end of time

Chapter One

She is just so beautiful. Her eyes are mesmerizing. A deep ocean blue. I have never seen anything like it before. Her dark brown freckles crawl down the bridge of her nose and spread across to her cheek bones melting into her caramel skin. She has a microscopic heart shaped birthmark that bleeds into the bottom of her plump crackled lip. Her jet black hair flows so nicely down her perfect spine, which stops growing at her hipbones. She is five foot two, a petite little fairy like creature. Except, she is human. Her features are so magical that you would only assume you were dreaming when you looked her in the eyes.

Anybody would only dream of being with Ophelia Brown. She went to a high school in Norwich, England. Most people would say she is absolutely perfect. A fairytale princess that was walking the streets of Norwich. The teachers at Greenwood High would always compliment her on her studies, and on how well she would do on projects, her kindness she would show to all the students in the school. Known as the most beautiful girl at Greenwood High, without even having to try. Jealously roamed the halls of course , it creeped up her back daily. Ophelia would just brush it off and not worry about what other people would think. Nobody would ever say anything mean... to her face. Of course they talked behind her back but she couldn't care less.

Ophelia was not spoiled, although that's what everyone thought, she was just an ordinary young lady with amazing features. Ophelia's mother had left her and her father when she was only a newborn. Seven days old and poof. She just dissapeared and they never heard from her again, it has been seventeen years and not one word. They don't know where she is, if she is still alive or what she's doing in life. It's like she just decided to start a new chapter in her life and start over the way she wanted to. All by herself, ignoring the past. Ignoring her newborn baby she has just brought into this wonderful world. Everything happens for a good reason, whether they like it or not, that's how life is. Ophelia's father, Dale Brown would always tell her that her mother truly did love her, and that everybody else including himself thinks she is absolutely amazing. But Ophelia knew the truth. Her mother never loved her. If that was the case, she wouldn't have left without an explanation as to why, especially at such a young age.

Ophelia had problems of her own. Not so much issues at school or with her father but with herself. There was so much self hatred that sometimes she felt like there was no way to escape. She got herself into drugs. She would snort cocaine and swallow three (five if she was paranoid) Xanax pills on friday nights and saturday nights. She would avoid sundays as she would have school the next morning on that monday. She never wanted to die though, she just wanted to travel to a different planet for a few hours without any problems or worries. The drugs she would take would also make her lose her appetite , that helped her a lot with her bulimia nervosa disorder. She was diagnosed in 2012 when she was just thirteen years old. She never told anyone, except for her father who was at that doctor's appointment the day she was diagnosed. Some days she would only drink liquids, maybe just water for weeks. Other days she would binge watch chick flicks and then make herself throw up over the toilet. It was a endless cycle of wanting to be curvy and sexy but also wanting to be nothing but bones.

Everybody knew Ophelia as the happy seventeen year old. She would graduate with honours. She passed all of her classes, her AP (advanced placement) classes , she would pass with a high mark of 98% almost every time. She was overall, pretty positive and happy. She wouldn't let things bring her down. Her life was such a mess, especially her past. But she didn't care, she just wanted to succeed in life, she wanted to go to university, rent an apartment, get married, have kids, adopt puppies from the pound, and travel with the love of her life. She knew she would get there. Even if she took a couple of years off after she graduated and then went to Law school in university. That's right, law school. She had dreams that she was going to achieve no matter how long it took her.