I could have never really imagined how life would have been as I just felt comfortable in the disastrous fairytale life I was born into and being able to be with his son. But if I had ended up being paired and matched with Colton, that would have had me living life just like a Brother Grimm Fairy Tales. Being the image of perfection by force was the only thing close to a fairytale I could think of, and honestly it was the worst as I couldn't be my true self.

Even if I had the ability to go back a few days ago when my father was getting remarried, would it be different if I never met Jacob. Would Colton not have tried to kill me? Would I not have my haunting thoughts try to get me killed? Would I be actually happy and not have no other emotions but just pure joy? More and more questions came to my mind but all were leading me down the Grimm Tales that always had a bad ending.

"So it seems like someone has a lot of thoughts. Do I need to pull on your life strings to shake my hand..and have you seen what life could have been like?" Jacob's father was beginning to get on my nerves whenever he spoke as it was so annoying. He just wanted me to do whatever he would do, and that was to shake his hand. I knew though this isn't what I wanted. I'd rather take a disastrous fairytale life anyday then see my life as a Grimm's Tale. His voice was echoing in my mind repeating what he said until he spoke again. "I also have been hearing that you don't trust people easily. So how you gonna trust me when my son already lost your touch in trusting. Besides that I think I know how I can gain your trust.." How does he know everything about me, from me trying to regain my lost trust from his son and to even mentioning my mother. Something wasn't making sense.

"So can I gain your trust by giving riches, any jewel in the world..or maybe I could turn you from Middle Class to Upper Class. Having heaps of gold in piles. Like gold chains and gold coins or golden bars..", "You sound a lot more like the fable character Rumpelstiltskin..giving out gold." I said as I heard him laugh, "I didn't mention anything about naming your first born did I? I could also do that.." I rolled my eyes and then felt a sharp pain and heard the sound of a snap. My wings oddly came out.

"If that isn't enough to pull the trigger, maybe I can help you remove the wings and you'll be wingless." I felt his hand touching my wings, feeling the feathers; he then plucked a few feathers, one by one and held them in his hand before handing them to me in my palm. "See it's that simple to get rid of those wings for you as it is easier said than done, but it comes with the price of pain. There is none involved.." I did at first hate my wings, but it makes me be me. Being an angel.

"The clock is ticking..as I am not here for long and so are you and your fate. So what do you say?", "Like I was trying to say I do-" my words turned into air again, "Don't regret what you're gonna say my dear. All I need is a simple yes or no..so what is it gonna be Mari-.." he let go of my chin and placed his hand out instead, as this was it. This was the moment that could lead me into a bad Grimms Tale ever after or make a run and live out the disastrous fairytale life good one.

When I was about to decline my hand went for his left hand and shook it. "I see you made your choice..nice doing business with you..as my company likes to say where the bad deeds come in good timing..", "Wait! But I was going to say N-" My heart started thudding hard against my chest yet again as I sweated and somehow oddly made a big mistake of taking a chance to see what Grimm Tale life was gonna be like if I were with Colton. The true question was how was he gonna pull it off. There wasn't even a way to go back in time. But even in the dark room, there was now a little light again but then it faded quickly back to black.

After he had shaken my hand, the room began to have light again as I was back at Beach house. I blinked a few times but there I was,  staring into the mirror at myself like I was looking like from before. How was this even possible? I looked behind me and saw Colton. He was wearing the wedding tuxedo with the little blue rose in the small pocket like before. He looked at me like he looked at me before, "Wow..You are looking cute for once.." Out of impulse I leaned in and kissed him. I felt like I had no control over myself to do so. But what was I thinking?! "Mariah Jamie Gibson!" I heard my mom yell.

Why was my heart fluttering a little, it didn't do that before and I didn't even question it. I wanted to look at her and apologize but I had felt stuck and ignored her. I could see the slight glow of my heart being maroon as I was already twenty-one but wherever I was at, I was still twenty. "I-I..well Maya I uhh well I umm.." he had been stuttering his words as my mom continued to talk but my eyes were locked onto Colton. He had laughed nervously it seemed as he had then left downstairs to talk to the same wedding guests.

As when my eye contact with him broke, I saw my mother glaring at me with anger. "Anywho I'm just gonna ignore what I saw and say this. I thought you may want to wear this..since it is a wedding after all, as with tomorrow's special day why not bring it out for the occasion." Her attitude was a bit different as when I had accidentally kissed Colton, it seemed to be less strict in words and less in tone.

Though she was more stubborn this time, the same dress she had in her hands was the same one I wore before. I still couldn't help but to think why on earth I kissed him out of impulse, as I couldn't get that out of my mind. It was so strange in my mind that I was able to also see my heart glow a maroon color for him after that kiss. "I have a different dress in mind." She looked at me with a raised brow as I tried to cover my mouth as I had no idea what I was thinking. "And what dress would that be.."

Somehow I was drawn to something that wasn't there, as the mirrored vanity wasn't there but instead just a wooden closet in front of me. My hands reached for the handles as I thought to myself to let go and just take the dress my mother already pulled out, but my hands had other plans in this alternative universe. "Well?" She said, "What other dress do you have?" I opened it and saw a rose gold colored glittering dress that was shortened to the knees with no sleeves. Similar to the one she had in her hands but wasn't floral with lace. "So that's the dress you want to wear down the aisle..okay then.." she threw the other dress on the bed. We both heard the organ player warming up as she looked at me, "Well I think it's time to walk down the aisle..since you're Ms. Flower Girl..afterall.."

Right, I forgot that I am Roslyn's and Father's flower girl as Logan and Lucas were the Groomsmen. After I had grabbed the dress and looked past my mother looking in the mirror seeing how I still had the bangs. I hated them so much, but not as much as Jac-, my mind started to fog up. I looked down at the dress as I regained some control over my movements. While holding it, I noticed one of my forearms was different. One of them had a faded red scar in the shape of an arrow, but it was like it was broken in half.

Knock Knock

I looked over and saw it was my father as my mother left without speaking to him as she had always done after what happened in the courtroom and how he lost his right to see me. "Now I think it's time for someone to walk down the aisle...I can hear the organ player from here getting prepped and ready." I sighed as I had to put on a fake smile now, Roslyn and Father's wedding was officially happening the second time around and I was a flower girl as Logan and Lucas were fathers' Groomsmen.

Knock. Knock.

I looked over and it was my father. Mom left without speaking to him or even glaring at him. As in my hands I had the other dress still wearing the bridesmaid robe. I couldn't help it but I had rolled my eyes in annoyance, it felt oddly good but before my mother even left the room, she had her head pop back in and stared through the mirror locking eyes with me. "I saw that young lady!"  He walked over laughing and placed his hands on my shoulders.  "Geez sorry." I mumbled while I looked at him tilted my head. I had just noticed that his wedding ring wasn't just one, but two, he had been wearing two wedding rings. One was a fools lover's one which had a silver or gold-ish sparkle tint to it and as for the glowed heart or true love one was more of maroon red color.

"You can see now how you must do it in secret or else that happens.." I smiled slightly, "But I know you're feeling like you're not pleased with Roslyn soon to become your new mother..", "Stepmother actually.." he sighed and frowned. I then saw his brow raised looking at the dress in my hand and looking onto the bed at the other, "I must say it is an interesting choice in the dress May, I was for sure your mother Deliah was gonna have you wear the other one." He hasn't called me May in years. I've sort of missed it as he was the one who called me it when I grew up. It was also odd on how he now calls mother by her first name due to their divorce. Though it was a while back, something must have changed. "I'll see you down the stairs and across the aisle my sweet May. But words of wisdom before I go, I know you'll shortly find your true lover..just you wait..it could be just a few days or later on tonight or even tomorrow maybe..but I know that they are lucky to have you."

He started to walk away towards the door, "Wait..father.." he turned back to me and looked me in the eyes. "Yes May?" he grinned, "Why are you wearing the other wedding ring to this wedding?" He walked back to me and took it off. "Well I was hoping to keep it and give it to your special man one day when I get to meet him.." he gave it to me, "Maybe you can give it to him for me.." I held the ring as he walked away, I heard his footsteps going down the stairs. I had then changed into the new dress while holding the ring.

When I was done getting changed I headed downstairs quickly, and staring at the ring. My eyes widened. It wasn't the fool's loved one but the glowing heart one that belonged to him and Roslyn as a symbol of their bond. I placed it in my pocket and decided to ask him questions later. Though one couldn't escape my mind. Why did he give me the true lovers one and not the fake? I pushed away the thought and looked in the mirror as the dress that was in the closet looked like it was slim fitting. I then grabbed a floral rose hair band and hid my bangs from the crowd as I was still no matter what universe I was in, I was ashamed of them.  hearing the pianist, the organist, and others warming up once more before the big moment when the bridezilla enters again. I quickly grabbed the bouquet and heels, placed them on while running outside and saw from behind her in the rose-petal wedding dress.  As I made my way in front of Roslyn trying to hide her from the crowd and dad, everyone had heard the organs and piano actually starting to play. People started seeing people standing so they stood slowly up row by row and looked behind themselves.

I heard her speak and I was this time prepared for what she was going to say. "I can't believe Marcos is making me have his daughter be my flower girl..at OUR wedding..and even at MY bridal shower." Starting with the complaint that turned me once into a raging monster was now under my control. I didn't want to turn into that hybrid monster I once turned into. What was the name of it again? My mind was very foggy as all my memories weren't aligning. "I must say though, she looks quite rebellious. I thought Marcos said he and his ex raised her to be princess material..that doesn't show it all. After all, I should have had the bridesmaids have the style like her..rebellious but with flair." My eyes widened. This took a turn. "She has surely changed my thoughts about her for sure.." So have I, maybe that hybrid monster will remain inside me through this wedding after all.

Even though her high-pitched voice always sounded like brat and made me want to roll my eyes a lot, this time was different. She was being less  judgemental."Now thinking about it, she seems to be better than Serena. Though she has more of the flower girl feels than Marigold, however, Marigold is showing a more rebellious feel. And for some reason I like it." Though she still had that nickname of me attached in her brain, it didn't affect me as much. "Her being rebellious towards her mother seems to bring out a devilish feeling. I wonder if the feeling she brings me feels like that creature who is a myth, the one they call devil, of course without those sharp feather wings..those just seem painful to touch." I tilt my head as something about that seemed like a lie. As the feathers she was mentioning weren't sharp like a knife but more like feathers that were always soft.

"Doesn't that hurt..", "First time yes..but overtime no..it gets numb." he released one of my hands, "So I am gonna prove to you that the myths are wrong, along with other ones. As this one says, our feathers are truly sharp enough to prick you and maybe kill you.." I gulped as he laughed, "I'm kidding they won't kill you nor are sharp.."

"I shouldn't.." he grabbed a feather, and placed it in my palm. I rubbed my fingers between the feathers and it was soft. "Well?" I began to touch the tip, also purely soft, "You were right." I muttered, "I know I was. And my advice for you going forward is to live without fear as if you live in fear and believing in every myth, it will mess with your reality.."

"Ja-.." Why I couldn't say his name, I knew who I was thinking of but why couldn't I say his name. "Marigold..you okay?", "What? Oh it's nothing, don't worry about it Roslyn..,", "I'd like it better if you could Rose or Ro..Marigold." My eyes widened, "Can you say that again?", "I'd like it better if you could Rose or Ro?" She looked at me confused. I didn't lose my temper but something along the lines liking being called Rose had stuck out.

"Look. Just call her Maya, ok Mary.." If I recall correctly, Dr. Martens was telling me and Colton that she likes to be called Rose and not Mary but for an unknown reason. "..fine Jacobsen, then just I'll stop calling her Mariah if you stop calling me Mary and call me Rose.."

His name was Jacobsen. Jacob. My actual true love wasn't Colton but Jacob. "You ready?" I jumped a little as I then saw Colton by my side, "What?", "Are you ready to walk down the aisle?" I looked around us as everyone had eyes on me. "Look it's okay to have jitters.." I laughed, "Jitters. Yeah no I am not going through this again.." He laughed nervously, "What do you mean again?" he whispered.  "I've had this day before but I had yelled at you," I pointed at Roslyn, "You were being mean to me and telling me there is nobody better than Serena. There is no Serena so this is no comparison on how she is better flower girl material then me, as she isn't here! She is dumb as a rock for missing her flight! Twice!"

Colton pulled me to the side, "Why are you yelling..people are staring..", "If I must say your dad was so right. You're not too quiet with your feelings once they are broken.." I just need to Just breathe as I didn't want to end up being the glitter bomb that will explode and have glitter that is found everywhere and hard to clean up. "So let's just move past this shouldn't we, and just walk down the aisle..as that is what everyone came to see." I laughed as I was annoyed with her. "Fine..but know you don't deserve me as your flower girl." I tossed the tulips on the ground walking over them with my heels as I then walked off. Colton had followed me.

If you can hear me, please listen closely. I know this is just a strange mind trick my father has placed on you. You got to wake up from this trick, it is hard but I believe in you.

I froze. "Jacob.." I muttered. I could feel the crowd stare at me and Colton. I had then closed my eyes and took a breath in and shook my head. Trying my best to wake up from this trick. I then opened them and I noticed that it seemed too dark around me, was I back in the room? "What's gotten into you lat-..Oh my god.", "Everything is fine." I still heard Colton's voice but I wasn't back in the room I was in before. "Your eyes..they aren't green.." I asked him what color they were and he gulped as he seemed to be scared. "They're black like pitch black like I don't see your iris.."  It was the hate arrow effect. "Oh." I knew why my eyes were like this but Colton didn't know.

Maya! Listen. You have to snap out of this trick as it's just a nightmare! It's a nightmare, not a reality! 

If I recall, Jacob got back to his old self in time but I didn't have time as I was then in pain. Pain was the only way to wake up. "Colton. You have to slap me.", "What no."

Yes. Pain. Pain is the way to escape as it wakes you up.  "Colton. Please. I am living a nightmare and I need to be awake. This isn't real. I am not meant for you. Please." I then hear footsteps coming towards me. "I'd like to do the honors as you ruined my wedding brat!" I felt a slap against my check as the black surrounding me faded away and I then saw light again. I was back in the hospital room. "Ow. She can surely slap hard." I rubbed my cheek as I saw Jacob's father staring at me. "Seems you figured out the solution to escape. How was it? Everything you ever dreamed of?" I ignored him and didn't speak to him. "Oh the silent treatment..such a classic..but in my mind seeing it fold out seems like you liked it, even though my son got in the way..he will pay for that..but in the meantime I could make it last longer.."

I still remained silent as he looked at me,"You could go back and solve those unanswered questions?" My heart started to beat again but it was different. I could but I didn't want to as the only unanswered question was about my fathers ring. "So what will it be.." I still remained as silent as I could as I could always call him and ask personally even if I didn't have the ring with me. "Oh come on you know you want to say a little peeping word.." He placed down his mug and walked up to me and grabbed my wrist and looked at my veins. "Seems like the arrow isn't complete..maybe I should finish its job so it looks more like a tattoo..and there will be no questions asked by the people. As it just seems to be missing the tip of the arrow." he smirked, "If you think this one is just for you to be filled with hate towards my son? Oh you're thinking of a different one as that's just made to cut my son. As this unfinished one will remove your current angel aura..from your goody two shoes personality and make you the full bad she-devil.." I tried not making eye contact thinking that if I don't stare, and tried to free my arm.

the lemon water. It prevents demons and or any demon side from coming back temporarily. As Demons tend to hate lemons just like Vampires hate Garlic.

I smirked as Jacob's words could save mine and or our day from his dad before things go worse. While staring at the ground, I felt something hit my foot. "You know there is no going back once I finish right? So speak up my princess..speak up.." He lifted my chin as I saw his eyes and couldn't get what hit me. One arm was stuck in his hand as the other was by my opposite side. "Just one tiny quick question.", "She speaks..what is it.." He raised a brow, "Is it possible that I can get water first? I'm parched as once I make my decision I just know my alternative mother would love to chat forever and ever and ever with me..", "Oh really? Well you should then rest your voice, as you'll be screaming once I try to complete the arrow so you can get back there.." I gulped, maybe I spoke too soon.