Styles Games {h.s} |Editing soon|

Twenty-Two

Harry

Once upon a time, an Enchantress turned a handsome prince into a terrible beast when she discovered his selfishness. She left behind an enchanted rose. If the prince did not find true love before the last rose petal fell, he would remain a beast forever.

I see the note Penelope left on my costume. It wasn't really a note, just part of the story. I had asked her to go out of her way to find the best costume and she did not fail me. It was perfect for tonight.

I just know Melanie will love it and making her happy is my top priority tonight.

"I can't get over the fact that you cut those pretty boy curls of yours." Cody looks at me before handing me a brown envelope.

It has been years since my last haircut, a major one anyways. It felt weird holding it in my hand but relief as well. It was a part of my past and now I can breathe.

"Did you get what I asked for?" He nods.

"She seems to be doing pretty good. She has been hanging around with a younger boy, don't know his name yet but when I get it, I'll let you know." He walks out before I open the envelope and pull out the pictures of my mother.

Cody was the private investigator. I hired him after taking over the business. My father has some unfinished work left and I somehow ended up in the middle.

She called me a couple months ago, after years and gave me the bullshit of wanting to know me. To even meet me and have lunch. I've ignored her other calls ever since.

The few memories I have of her is drowned out by the bitterness I feel.

She knew how Kevin was, she married the man and then she left me there to suffer in his wrath. I was a child then, unable to defend myself. The amount of bruises the teachers would point out and the amount of times my father got off with money makes me sick.

The system failed me terrible and made it seem like I was a troubled kid. I was lashing out. His world was strictly his. He didn't invite me into it, he hated me ever since mom left. He blamed it on me and our relationship was a crumb.

I roll my pen back and forth on my desk before picking it up and throwing it at my office door.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck

I just knew it was a matter of time before she came and mess things up. It wasn't like I was hiding from her. I was in sight all the time, on the cover of magazines and billboards, doing charity balls and things I'm required to do for my job.

I left work shortly afterwards to get ready for tonight. My hair that was now short was easy to style. My suit was vintage, a little different from the movie but it was unique, making it perfect.

I just know Melanie would pick a simple but yet beautiful yellow dress. She still couldn't help but outshine. She is so fucking beautiful, gravitating and compassionate.

I wanted my costume to stand out for her. I wanted people to look at us and know the characters we were bringing to life without wondering. I wanted tonight to be flawless for her.

I didn't need to dress up as the beast to be the beast. We were already living out a fairytale. She was my beauty and I was her fierce beast.

I'd cause more bad than good eventually and she will leave. She will drag my heart, stomp on it, and I will find the will to understand.

What is there after her? I've experienced the sun and moon all within her. There is no recovering from that.

She was a woman who brought me to my knees. I plead for her in ways I haven't another. It was impossible to think about anyone but her.