~7 years old~
When I was 7 years old, I was still extremely fat and my weight had gone out of hand.
Georgia stilled looked at me with those gorgeous eyes of hers and opened her arms with love. Weston did the same. He always told my how pretty I was and even wrote me short poems and put them under my pillow.
I was 7 years old when a new family moved in next to us. Their names were Zachary and Katherine Wace, and they had a 7 years old son too.
Sonny Wace.
Sonny was my best friend and only friend growing up. He looked past my weight and looked at me like the ways all the girls wanted to be looked at.
"I'm Sonny." he says. I nod. " Crystal Rose." I mumble. His eyes grow big.
"Crystal Rose..Snow?" he asks gently, I nod slightly.
"I'm so sorry about your parents and-."
I didn't want to hear his name. I couldn't go a night without thinking about how much he didn't care or want me.
"Its not your fault. No need to apologize." I say putting my hands up.
Georgia and Weston became great friends with Sonny's parents. My grandmother treated Georgia like a daughter, and Georgia treated Lily like a mother.
~8 years old~
When I was 8 my body grew colder and colder. I hadn't seen Issac in 2 years. I was missing him.
"Mommy." I was to Georgia one day. "Mommy I'm cold." I say. She drops what she was doing and touched my skin.
"Oh, baby You got it bad." she says in a whisper.
"We're going have to call the castle. They're going to have to bring Issac." My dad says.
"What! No!" I scream. I scramble to my feet.
"No I can't see Issac. No. I can't." I cry. The tears were rolling down my face and was dropping to the floor.
"Baby, We have to get you warmer or you could be in serious pain." my mother warns me.
I shake my head. "I rather be in pain mommy." I say shakily.
"I'm not letting my baby girl anywhere near pain." my dad says.
The next day the Royal Services dropped Issac off. I could feel his heat as he got closer and closer to the farm. My body began to shake from the butterflies in my stomach.
"We'll be upstairs. Take as long as you need sweetheart." Lily says kissing my forehead."I'm not putting you anywhere near pain, Crystal." my father says.
I was sitting on the couch when there was a knock on the door. I couldn't even awnser the door. I was way too nervous.
"It's open!" Grandma yells. A couple seconds later the doors open and several knights spill into the room.
They all stand in hallway. And then I hear footsteps from the outside. I look up and see Issac was walking into my home.
I was only 8, but I know a dashing man when I see one.
Issac was adorable. The way he walked and the way his body was beginning to make a built. His black hair was tousled and his blue eyes flickered from every inch of the house until his eyes landed on me.
He had no facial expressions. He stayed neutral. And then he had to open his bitter mouth.
"You haven't changed much. You have gotten fatter though." he says walking towards me.
I hear my parents upstairs growl and I hear my grandmother scoff in hatred.
He stood in the corner while I fed on his warmth and he cooled himself down.
I was still freezing. I needed to touch him.
We stayed in silence as we fed off each other. He didn't even look at me. He just stood there in the corner. Little 8 years old Issac, kept quite and fed off of me.
This went on for about 2 days.
And then we stopped seeing each other."Issac will still come by. He just doesn't want to enter the house. He says that he rather just stay outside while you all....do what is needed." my mom says holding my hand.
I scoff. "That 's what he told you?" I say annoyed and hurt. Issac doesn't even want to be in the same room as me. "That's what King and Queen Alaric said." Grandma says. I rolled my eyes.
I wanted to ask about my parents, if they had anything to say, but I didn't find it appropriate to ask that in front of Weston and Georgia.
"He will come by around 9 tonight." my mom says.
And he did. I was sitting on my bed , drawing a picture of the poor white moon that was in my window. I heard rustling outside of the window. I forced myself to ignore it and continue with my drawing.
I then heard him breathing heavily. At the corner of my eye, I saw him climbing up onto the roof. He walked towards my window, and knocked onto it with his knuckles.
I swallowed and opened it halfway. The cool breeze swept in making me even colder. I shivered and then saw him. He looked at me through my window. He looked at me the same way. He was disgusted with me.
I hid my face as he put his hand out. As soon as I touched his hand, my whole body woke up woke up with excitement. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. I heard him do the same. He sat down and kept his back to me.
He still didn't like me. He still was happy with his choice. He rejected him.
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This went on for some time.
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