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Post by Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts on Mar 8, 2014 5:49:21 GMT -5
Will stood at the docks in Town looking down at the water. He wanted to jump but there were so many things stopping him. Mainly because he was a genie now and as much as he wanted it he couldn't die. He wasn't free, Will was tired of feeling heartless. Tired of feeling nothing for anyone or anything. It was getting worse now. He didn't care at all about anything. The Town, Belle, or Alice. He couldn't feel anything for them and as much as he couldn't. deep down he wanted to. He stood there above the water and looked down from this height he wouldn't die, but he wouldn't struggle either.
He moved closer to the edge looking over inching his toes forward. He had hurt so many people with his actions since losing his heart and ever before it like with Robin. robin had given Will a purpose a reason to be better and will threw it away for Ana. Deep down though he knew given the chance he'd of done the same. Will was about to give in and jump when he heard a voice. He had no plans to stop this though it was the fate Will deserved the fate that would finally put an end to his heartache.
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Post by Belle French on Mar 9, 2014 1:30:33 GMT -5
Even though the curse had been broken, Storybrooke was still an overly happy community. Birds continued to chirp and people seemed to always laugh. Belle sometimes forgot that she was a real person, instead of a character out of her books. She and Mr. Gold had been involved in an argument just a few hours prior. He was upset about her giving free boarding to her friend Will Scarlet. The Knave had tried to steal from Rumpelstiltskin when they had lived in the Enchanted Forest. It was not uncommon for Rumple to have a problem with thieves, but this one was her friend. She loved Will and believed in his happy ending. She was not aware that he could not feel, but they had never disclosed their entire past to one another. Belle was the type of girl that believed that any man could overcome his past, if given the chance. She was rather frustrated with Mr. Gold on this particular day, but she figured he would apologize by the time she got home. Belle jiggled the keys to the library in the lock hoping not to wake him. She had offered him a place to stay until he got on his feet in Storybrooke, but lately she had worried about his adjustment to the changes. He seemed to keep to himself as of late and stayed in his room. She knew he was struggling with something. Belle knocked on his apartment door and waited for a sign of life, no response came. She frowned and placed the homemade cinnamon buns down outside his door. She would check on him later, maybe he just needed some time. Belle frowned at the closed door and reached for the handle resting her petite hand on the cold brass. No Belle, give him some space, she told herself before turning back to her office. She stared anxiously at the clock while biting down on her bottom lip. Her gaze went from her book, to the clock, and then to Will’s room. Her intuition told her something was wrong, and she had some sort of sick sixth sense when it came to trouble. The sound of thunder crackling overhead only added to her looming feelings of doom. A woman coughing startled her. Belle turned around to see the janitor picking up the cinnabuns that she had left for Will. “Oh no, sorry I forgot about those. I left them for Mr. Scarlet but I’m afraid he hasn’t come out of his apartment today…” Belle slumped forward on her desk as if she was disappointed. She had gone all out in her battle with Mr. Gold this morning. Out enough that she had threatened to leave him over his absurd level of greed. If it was not black magic, it had to be greed. He constantly struggled with the two. She loved the man, but not his beast ways. The man had all of the money in the world and would never want or need anything in life, and yet he always wanted to make a deal or have more. The notion bothered her deep down. “Mr. Scarlet left early this morning. Before you were probably awake. He went to the docks I believe… or at least he said something about water.” The maid stated while sweeping around his door. Something was not right. Belle blinked and grabbed her coat, keys, and the food. She flew out the door without another word and ran until she reached the docks. The fresh smell of the sea invited her to take a deep breath, but before she could exhale she saw him. He stood there as if he was in a trance. He looked completely lost and she could have sworn she saw him inching to jump. She had brought him into this world, and he was not going to leave her. “WILL!” Belle shouted and crash tackled him at the end of the dock pinning him down, “Don’t you even think about it Mister!” She hissed looking down at him rage flickering in her fierce icy eyes. Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts
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Post by Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts on Mar 9, 2014 2:04:36 GMT -5
Will was about to step off and the next thing he knew he was pinned to the docks with belle on top of him. Normally he'd enjoy this type of thing even from belle but he didn't feel anything towards her or towards anyone else for that matter. He looked into her eyes filled with rage and all he felt was emptiness He tried to think of something to say. Anything but he couldn't think of the slightest thing that would change his emptiness. He knew that his heartlessness was only going to get worse. He hadn't slept all night and was exhuasted but unable to sleep as he looked up at belle his eyes baggy and bloodshot. He just looked at her. He laid his head on the dock a minute. before speaking. "I cant feel anything Belle" He turned his head to look at her and then back at the ground all he could think about was his heart but he wasn't ready to put it back. He never would be again he wanted to tell her everything and maybe it was time to. Belle French[/b]
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Post by Belle French on Mar 9, 2014 2:26:20 GMT -5
She was still full of rage as their eyes connected. Her features finally softened and her lips parted to apologize, but he spoke. He said that he could not feel anything. His face looked as though he had been through a night that was not soon forgettable. Her heart strings pulled for him and she slid off of his body and stood back up slowly. She looked down at him and he was a pitiful mess. Her heart ached for him. “Will, whatever it is… I will help you. Don’t give up on me.” A few tears slid down her cheek bones. The reality of him killing himself because he thought he could not feel broke her. It had been an obnoxiously horrid day, and she had almost lost her best friend, “I brought you some food.” She sniffled and brushed the tears away from her eyes. She blinked hoping they would stop falling, and they did. Belle was a master at repressing emotion. She offered him a Cinnamon Roll and sat next to him on the dock looking out at the distant sea. She would let him tell her when he was ready. Until then she would simply be his friend. He was the most misunderstood stranger in town often inciting rage from the citizens of Storybrooke due to his smut articles, but he was important to her. Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts
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Post by Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts on Mar 11, 2014 7:33:42 GMT -5
Will looked up and sighed he new Belle was right and Will wasn't sure what had been wrong with him lately. He sat up and looked at her. He loved Belle. She was his best friend. And even though he couldn't feel that he loved her he knew he would go to the end of the earth for her. He looked at her and took the cinnamon roll looking at it then to her. " When i said i couldn't feel anything there is a reason for that Belle. A long time ago i had me heart removed, And though we found it i never put it back in me. I couldn't take the pain of the effects of what Anastasia did to me. I took the easy way out. The Cowards way out" He looked at Belle and hung his head down ashamed to even look at her in fear she would see him differently. It was after she left that he lost his heart. He looked at her and felt nothing looking at her. He wanted to feel again but he had gone so long without it too that he was afraid to again. Belle French
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Post by Belle French on Mar 24, 2014 18:30:30 GMT -5
She blinked as Will spilled the beans about Ana. Belle knew all too well the pain that loving someone could bring, especially someone who betrayed you. She sat down on the dock next to him as he explained that he had taken the cowardly way out. What was it with men she cared about and being cowards? Why did it always take some kind of drastic measure for them to trust her? She frowned as he held his head down ashamed with what he had done. A sharp pain jolted her heart as she felt for him. She loved her friend with all of her soul and slowly turned to him. Her fingers grabbed him by the cheeks and pulled his face to face her. “Will, I promise you. We will find your heart. It is never too late to believe in something other than ourselves. Love is beautiful, twisted, and painful. How about we meet up at Grannies this weekend and discuss our plan of action?” She grinned. [ Will Scarlet/Knave of Hearts I figure we could close this thread up and continue it in the Save Knave thread since it kind of relates.]
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