Felicity Braddock (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
allmydreams) wrote2009-07-29 03:20 am
allmydreams) wrote2009-07-29 03:20 am
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[JP] Titanic quote
“They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but, sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose. That fire's gonna burn out.”
Life wasn’t a fairy tale.
Felicity knew that, she’d know that since she was nine. It was painstakingly obvious in the world they lived in, and while she had her big brother and sister who still tried to shade her from everything else, that didn’t stop the pain she felt when she lost people close to her. It was another example of how her father wasn’t the hero that she thought he was. He didn’t have magic hands that could save everyone and that cut her to the core more than anything else.
It didn’t mean she didn’t stop searching for it, though. She tried her best to do all the right things, shoving the person she was under the person she was supposed to be, like the bulky sweats that her parents would make her wear under her Halloween costumes when the New Jersey autumns got too chilly. The beautiful façade on the outside covering the bulges that weren’t supposed to be there, and she knew, she just knew that if she could just push through the bad stuff, she could get that happily ever after and all would be well again.
She did everything she was supposed to do. She made the right friends, dated the right men, and then was disappointed over and over again. She knew on some level that she couldn’t get it perfect the first time around, but there was that oncoming disappointment, over and over again. Guy after guy, friend after friend, and she just couldn’t get happy. It was almost to the point where she started to think it was her, and not everyone else, but she still pursued that happy ending. It was all she had. She couldn’t go for anything else.
Then came Martin, and Martin seemed like she might actually get it. Everything seemed perfect from step one. They did everything right, hit every natural step, and she finally thought she was going to get her happily ever after. They even got so far as getting the ring on her finger, diamond all, but even then she should have realized that it was too good to be true. That Prince Charming never managed to stick with just the Princess. That he had to go for the ladies-in-waiting too, and by the time she actually figured it out, and was throwing the ring back in his face again, it was obvious that he didn’t care. In fact, he asked her why she was surprised.
That was when she knew it just wasn’t possible.
There was no such thing as fairy tales. It was a bullshit principle that was created to make little girls think the world doesn’t suck. From then on, she knew that she couldn’t have what she thought she wanted, not if she went about things the right way. Men only wanted one thing from her anyway, and if they were doing it right, the benefit wasn’t just for him it was for both of them. She might as well work with what she had—apparently she had the assets in all the right places.
It wasn’t the way to happy ever after, but it was the best she was going to get.
535 words
Life wasn’t a fairy tale.
Felicity knew that, she’d know that since she was nine. It was painstakingly obvious in the world they lived in, and while she had her big brother and sister who still tried to shade her from everything else, that didn’t stop the pain she felt when she lost people close to her. It was another example of how her father wasn’t the hero that she thought he was. He didn’t have magic hands that could save everyone and that cut her to the core more than anything else.
It didn’t mean she didn’t stop searching for it, though. She tried her best to do all the right things, shoving the person she was under the person she was supposed to be, like the bulky sweats that her parents would make her wear under her Halloween costumes when the New Jersey autumns got too chilly. The beautiful façade on the outside covering the bulges that weren’t supposed to be there, and she knew, she just knew that if she could just push through the bad stuff, she could get that happily ever after and all would be well again.
She did everything she was supposed to do. She made the right friends, dated the right men, and then was disappointed over and over again. She knew on some level that she couldn’t get it perfect the first time around, but there was that oncoming disappointment, over and over again. Guy after guy, friend after friend, and she just couldn’t get happy. It was almost to the point where she started to think it was her, and not everyone else, but she still pursued that happy ending. It was all she had. She couldn’t go for anything else.
Then came Martin, and Martin seemed like she might actually get it. Everything seemed perfect from step one. They did everything right, hit every natural step, and she finally thought she was going to get her happily ever after. They even got so far as getting the ring on her finger, diamond all, but even then she should have realized that it was too good to be true. That Prince Charming never managed to stick with just the Princess. That he had to go for the ladies-in-waiting too, and by the time she actually figured it out, and was throwing the ring back in his face again, it was obvious that he didn’t care. In fact, he asked her why she was surprised.
That was when she knew it just wasn’t possible.
There was no such thing as fairy tales. It was a bullshit principle that was created to make little girls think the world doesn’t suck. From then on, she knew that she couldn’t have what she thought she wanted, not if she went about things the right way. Men only wanted one thing from her anyway, and if they were doing it right, the benefit wasn’t just for him it was for both of them. She might as well work with what she had—apparently she had the assets in all the right places.
It wasn’t the way to happy ever after, but it was the best she was going to get.
535 words