Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bleeding Heart ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

TITLE: BLEEDING HEART

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Rated: PG

Warnings: angst (this chapter)

This fic is based very loosely on White Oleander, but it doesn't follow the exact same plotline.

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Have you ever wondered what an inanimate object would feel if it had access to emotions? To be tossed around, used, misused, battered, broken, and then to top it off, no one even gives a second thought when and after the damage is done? Maybe I should tell you my story, then, because I played that part perfectly.

It started when I was eleven years old, and my mother and I were wrapped securely in our little dream-world. We had everything a normal person could want: a nice home, adequate food, too many clothes, each other's pleasant company, and most importantly, the most vivid of imaginations. She was an artist, a poet, a novelist, and a graphic designer; I was following obediently in her footsteps.

My mother was extraordinary; that's the only word that could describe her, save for magnificent, beautiful, talented, dangerous, and all the other petty, insignificant descriptions I could attach to her existence. I looked up to her in a way most boys wouldn't. She was my only parent, after all. I had no father to be my role model. To put it bluntly, I was a sissy mama's boy.

I wanted, with my whole being, to be exactly like her. To possess her beauty and strength, but in doing so, I might not need her anymore, and then what? What I didn't know was that she was just as insecure as me, but in a different manner. It didn't matter, though, because she hid it under an elaborately carved mask and I took the bait.

She made me think we were living the high-life. She materialized the fantasies that I so easily created in my mind. With the stroke of a pen or paint-brush, my dreams became reality. But all good things come to an end, do they not? And they did...those little insecurities made sure of it.

*TBC*