Magnetic Attractions || The Sisters Grimm

Chapter One : Sabrina

Years.

That's how long its been since I've seen that vile boy king. How many exactly I don't care.
Nor do I even want to know.
The experiences and horrors I got from that boy really affected me. To think I got used to animal shit in my hair. I'm surprised I even survived at all with my sanity intact.

"So you don't miss him?"

I raise an eyebrow at my therapist while leaning back into the burgundy leather couch and snort.
"Miss? What you're saying is mentally and physically impossible."

Nodding, my therapist, Rose slightly leans forward in her flower armchair over the beige coffee table separating us.
"Right. And the whole future you saw with you and Puck? What do you think of it?"

Absolutely crazy.
I bet it was a fake. I could never be happy with someone like him. Instead of roses and kisses everyday, it would be mud and pranks everyday. And that's if I'm lucky.

I grimace as I recall back to the time when Puck demonstrated what he would do to a wife if he had one.

No thank you.

Besides we were in a war. Older me was most likely delusional with all the years of fighting gone to her head. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Even if that desperate measure was Puck.

"That whole future Sabrina was absurd and delusional. That or she has been drugged by Puck's fae magic."

She slowly nods again. "Mmm. Okay so you say she's crazy or has been drugged by the trickster King. Why do you think Puck would want to drug you?"

"Two word. He's Puck"

Was she serious? Puck was vile, disgusting, immature and stupid. He would do anything to mess around with me and make my life miserable.
"Sure. Why do you think he'd choose to marry you. It sounds like a prank gone too far."

I let out a short huff, agitated. "Well he's childish and the infamous trickster king"

"That's okay. Childish." She ponders on the word.
"Would you consider yourself right now as 'childish' as you were during your time with Puck."

I pause. "Well no. Obviously I was a child then. I'm older now, more mature."

"So what about Puck. Would you think he's still 'childish'?"

Would he be?

A feeling of uncertainty rises in my chest, I quickly push it down and firmly shake my head.

"Its different. Puck was a child for thousands of years. He enjoys it."

"Why?"

I pause and tilt my head. "I don't know. He wanted to remain young, free from responsibility and hard work."

"But why the sudden change. What has changed since then?" Rose inquires, curiously.

"He met... Daphne and I. Then I don't know after he decided to grow."

"So after a few thousand years he decided to grow. In sync of you also getting older and maturing into a young teen"

"Puck started growing after walking up one morning. Maybe a dream lead him to get older. But he still despised the idea of growing up..." I broke off my sentence lost in thought. "Or maybe he was jealous."

"Jealous. How so?"

"Maybe he was jealous that we were all growing up and he didn't want to be left behind. He's like that sometimes..."

Rose tilts her head and looks at me with intense eyes.

I shrug, uncomfortably.

"He doesn't like being left behind does he?"