My Demonic Beauty (Jackunzel) [Editing]

My Demonic Beauty (19)

Rapunzel

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He's such a dork. With the way he always bluesy out what he's thinking, then turns red from embarrassment. I can see that he wants to hit himself, but he doesn't because he doesn't want to embarrass himself even more, though I don't call it embarrassment. I call it cute and funny. Dorky. And I love almost every minute of his cute little smiles. I realize that I love him. And that I'm in love with him. It's so dangerous, but we don't care. Were two dorks in love.

As the words leave my lips, I feel so much better. I just watch his reaction. His blue eyes brighten at once. That small, enlightening smile comes. He takes my hand, laces our fingers together like fabric. A fabric that can never be broken. He lifts our hands to his lips and kisses them, never taking his eyes off of mine. I feel the small amount of heat rise up into my cheeks as I give him the softest smile I can muster without grinning like an idiot.

The tent behind us opens. Our hands lower but never do they untangle. Willow stumbles out, hand rubbing her head, and she sits down in front of us. Her eyes look at us, then they lock on our hands. A flash of hurt crosses them but other than that it's nothing. She accepts the fact that Jack doesn't feel that way. I never wanted to hurt Willow. I hope her heart heals. I hope she finds her one.

After a while in silence, Willow speaks up, "I'm sorry. For everything. I-"

"No, it's fine," I say, cutting her off of her apology. "It wasn't your fault. Pitch manipulated you at your worst. I should be the one that's sorry. I put you through so much pain."

I see Willow smile for the first time ever. It's comforting. "You're just in love. There's nothing wrong with that, Rapunzel. Don't feel sorry for me. I'm okay."

I want to say something, anything, but Jack squeezes my hand, rubbing his thumb over my skin in circles. It soothes me over.

"So," Willow says. She picks up a stick and draws on the ground. "Any idea of what to do now?"

"I was thinking of heading to Patel, where Amon was going after Daloon. But, with Pitch possibly after us, it could be hard," Jack says.

"What was he doing when he sent you after us?" I ask Willow. She looks up from her picture on the ground, tucking some of her dark brown hair behind her ear.

"He wanted me to kill Jack and bring you back alive. I don't know why. He never said."

An idea forms into my head at once. I almost jump up. "That's it. You kill Jack."

Both of them give me strange looks. Jack squeezes my hand again. Willow's jaw hangs slightly open.

"Um, Rapunzel, I thought the point was keeping me alive so I can overthrow your dad?"

"No, no, not literally kill you," I say. I pull my hand away from his and beckon Willow closer. When she is, I grab her stick from her hands and start to draw my plan. "We just say that Willow killed you. I'll go in as her prisoner. Jack, you creep behind, don't get caught. When the moment is right, I'll give you a signal and we'll get Pitch!"

Willow thinks it over for a moment. Then, she looks at us. "That could work."

I grin widely before turning to Jack. "What do you think?"

He shrugs. "We've got nothing else."

I can't contain my shriek of joy. I wrap my arms around Jack's neck and hug him. This could be it. We could take on Pitch, take him down.

This is the end.

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