Briar's POV;

I wake up with a throbbing headache.

Feeling a bit faint, I clutch my head and feel a swollen scratch on my left cheek.Then everything floods to me.

I stood up and walked out of the bathroom, pondering about going to the hospital and realized it was late in the night and the fact that going to the hospital would make everything worse.

I slowly walk to the kitchen and grab an apple and a few slices of bread, and walked outside my apartment complex. I laid down on a small patch of grass staring at the starry sky nibbling on my apple wondering about why my life is the way it is, why my real loving parents died, and why they left me with that monster.

I was chewing on my slice of bread when I heard a shuffle. Alarmed, I stood up immediately and looked around me to find a outline which I couldn't exactly make out. Then I heard a smooth, soothing voice call out, " Would you mind sharing that?"

A figure stepped out of the shadows and I found myself face-to- face with what slightly resembled a teenage boy. He had shaggy  ( but in a good way ) black hair and shimmering green eyes. He was at least a few feet taller then me and in general very, very good looking. He was wearing a simple pair of jeans and and a blue hoodie.

I gaped at him for what seemed like forever and probably after about three minutes of confound staring he finally broke the silence and said," Well?"

I jerked myself back to reality and said ( stammered ), " Oh! I-I a-am s-s-sorry! I am sorry! Um, sure!"

He sat down next to me and patiently waited as I slowly tore the slice of bread in half. I gave the bigger slice and watched as he slowly devoured the bread, as if he was savoring each and every bite. Seeing how hungry the guy was, I handed him my share saying, "Here. You need this more than I do."

He stared at me with a questioning look and I opened his free hand and placed it on his palm.

Once I gave it to him he gratefully said, " Thank you."

As I observed him more, I noticed he kind of resembled someone I knew, but I couldn't quite place my finger on it. As he finished off his half he looked back at me and asked, " Now what is a pretty girl like you doing out here at a time like this with a scar like that?"

I was about to answer when I realized, he called me pretty. He actually thought I was pretty! After all those years of my stepmother calling me an ugly mistake and a freak, it made me feel like what she called me. It was a nice change though.

I replied," Oh, I kinda of couldn't sleep." I didn't want a complete stranger to know about my scar so I dodged the question. I also said, " And what about you? What are you doing here late at night?"

He looked at me and smiled ( sigh, he looks so cute when he smiles, he has one of those cute ones that explode with dimples )," Me? Why thank you!"

Wait what? What does that mean? Oh no. No no no no no no no no! I must of said that out loud!

I immediately started blushing like crazy, like an explosion of tomatoes. I craned my neck down trying to hid behind my hair, trying to figure out what to do now when I felt a hand open my safety curtain and say, " And to answer your question, I couldn't sleep either so I decided to talk a walk."

I slowly look up a too see him smiling at me and I immediately melt, again.

Then he asks me," What's your name?"

I quickly say, " Now why would I tell a complete stranger my name?"

"You would tell me unless you are ok with me calling you pretty girl every time we see each other."

" What makes you think we will see each other again?"

" Because I know we will.", he says.

"Briar", I barely mumble.

"What was that, pretty girl?"

"Briar", I say.

"Well then, Briar is it? Until next time.", he smoothly replies.

"Don't you ever say goodbye?", I ask him.

"Oh! But I don't believe in goodbyes! So I say until next time!" he says as he stands up and starts to walk away.

I hastily rush to ask him ( not wanting him to leave me )," And what is yours, your name I mean?"

He looks back and says," That's something to be answered another time, pretty girl."

He walks off into the shadows once again and I immediately feel deflated.

But then I realize.

He is Prince Killian.

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A/N; As promised this one was a bit bigger!!! I know how much you guys love your cliffhangers!!!! I hope you liked my story!!!! More soon!!! Thank you for reading!!!! You guys are awesome!!!