Behind the luna's smile

Eyes

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Only time

 is capable

of understanding 

how valuable

love is...

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Harper's Pov

A blinding white paints my vision as I push myself up onto my knees...
A gorgeous woman stood in front of me smiling happily.
Her long silver hair cascaded down her back in loose curls like a waterfall.
Her eyes were the most beautiful shake of beautiful crystal blue, almost white.
Her skin was pale, complimenting her eyes.
Her high cheekbones were exaggerated and her pink tinted lips were curved into a small smile.
A white and blue dress hugged her curvy figure making her look like she was a princess.
A goddess.
"Hello my child" She smiles, her voice as soft as silk.
"Who are you?" I whisper pulling myself up from my kneeling position.
"Ah, straight to the point I see," She chuckles causing a light blush to grace my cheeks.
"Sorry, but...I just want to know where I am...Who you are and why I am here," I mutter looking at my face.
"You have been through A lot Harper, have you not?" She questions, her voice sympathetic and quiet.
"Y-yes..." I mumble back and she frowns.
"I want to hear from you, what has upset you so much. I know what has happened, but I want you to tell me. Be honest my dear, I will know when you are holding back," She states gently placing herself on the floor crossing her legs.
"Well...Where do I begin?" I groan slightly, joining her back on the floor.
"From the beginning child, start with your...Father..." She hesitates slightly, sensing it was a sensitive subject...
"Okay then," I whisper taking a sharp breath "When I was eight...When my mother supposedly 'died'...That's when the abuse began," I spit, the memories bouncing through my racing mind.
 "Take your time my child, do not push yourself too hard," Her soft voice soothed and I nod taking a deep breath.
"When...When I saw my mother get shot by my father, I broke. I tried confronting him but it made it worse, triggered something inside him. He would beat me, hit me...H-he would...H-he forced m-me to do things...do things I-I didn't want to do. I didn't want to do it!" I cry, a single tear streaking down my left cheek.
A cold hand wiped away the tear and she offered a soft smile.
"Soon...He forced us to move. I was late home the day I started my new school and...He broke too. He stabbed me. Plunged a knife through my stomach and left me to die. I began accepting the fact I would die. Actually began looking forward to it, no more pain, no more suffering... I would finally be at peace," I shrug ignoring the pitiful gaze of the Goddess sat next to me.
"Then. He found me. Saved me," I smile slightly at the memory.
"Who?" The woman questioned and I smiled.
"Heyden. Heyden saved me. Took me to a hospital and saved my life. He let em stay there for god knows how long. I stopped going to school. My friends are probably scared stiff right now but...They're not really my friends. I left all of those behind when I was forced to move..."
Silence steeled among us until she spoke.
"What had upset you most?" 
"My mother...She...was supposed to be dead. But, turns out she just faked it all, she was alive all this time. Making goo-goo eyes at her mate while I mourned over her death, blaming myself... Thinking that it was my fault that she died because I didn't do anything. I had countless nightmares about it, this voice in my head taunting me about how I couldn't do anything. Forcing my mind to repeat it over and over. It hurt. I...I self-harmed because of it, it scared me...Emotionally. Physically. Mentally. She hurt me in so many ways that day that she will never understand even half of it. She left her eight-year-old child with and abusive father and she knew was going o hurt me. But...She did it anyway..." I take a deep breath.

Again a thick fog of silence settled over us.

"What about Miko?" I froze.
"M-MIiko...S-she was my little girl. After Heyden ditched me at the party...I found her, saw her father get shot as we hid under some stairs. They were after her to, instincts took over, one thing led to another and I was running, Miko locked tightly in my arms..." I whisper.
"Why?" She questions.
"Why what?" I frown looking at her.
"Why put yourself in danger trying to save a girl you knew nothing about?" Her question took me by surprise, I hesitated...
Why did I save her?
"S-she reminded me of myself I guess. She was lost. In danger. I thought that if-if I saved one young girls life...Then my life wouldn't be such a waste. That I could die knowing I saved that little girl, allowed her to live. That I did something. But...I failed. They took her. Those evil things stole her from me. They took her. Now she is probably dead...And it's all my fault," I whimper, tears pricked my eyes and a small sob slipped from my lips.
"Oh child, she is not dead. She is very much alive..." Her word shocked me.
"She's alive? WHERE? WHERE IS MY MIKO!?" I cry with pleading eyes.
"I'm afraid I cannot tell you that, I am unable to interfere with fate, I have already pushed it by speaking to you, telling you that she is alive, You will find her. Time will lead you to her... Time is the only thing capable of understanding how valuable love truly is. It won't let you suffer more than you need to. Fate on the other hand...Fate is more complicated...It will lead you to both your demise and freedom. But that is for another time my child," She smiles slightly before standing.
"You must leave now Harper, back to where you belong. We will continue where we left off next time," She smiled offering her hand.
"Next time?" I question and she nods.
"Yes.Next time. Goodbye my child," She smiled and just before I was about to ask her for her name I plummeted into darkness.

Was it just a dream? 

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