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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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"I'm not," she argued firmly. He wasn't going to budge her.

"You've let other people's words get to your head. You are the expert on yourself. You're not some plastic doll that other people can mold into whatever they please. You make yourself what you want."

She automatically wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair. She wanted him to know that she would never leave him, that their little bubble of joy wouldn't be popped if she could help it.

A smile graced his face as he pulled back to look at her again. It only mattered that she came back to him.

That's easier said than done. Ginger blinked quickly. "I can't."

She never thought she'd be able to see him with both eyes, but here she was. A smile played across her lips. She couldn't leave him. Never.

"I know, I know, easier said than done but it can be done. I am who I am because of it. People molding me into a person I knew I wasn't. But now I can't change it. So I've learned to live with it."

She’d never believe him if he told her, he tried endlessly, but she was perfect and somehow she was his. He couldn’t get over her eyes, both of them, staring back at him.

(HI!)

(Hey!)

Ginger looked down at her hands. Should she let the side she always wanted to show take over?

Everything else faded away. If she'd been told that one day she would be stood in the arms of the most perfect boy ever and he would be hers, she would've never believed it. She couldn't get over the fact that now she could finally see him with both eyes.

"Be who you want to be. If no one else accepts you for it, know that I will. No matter what." His voice and smile were soft and encouraging.

Ginger looked up again and smiled delicately. "I… No one has ever…"

"There's a first time for everything darling. Trust me."

Ginger shyly looked at her hands on her lap again.

He took her hands in his own, lacing their fingers together. "You can trust me. I promise." He knew she probably wouldn't believe him but it didn't hurt to try.

"Okay," she whispered. Her fingers squeezed his. Okay.

He smiled a little. "Good. So, you wanna show me who's really behind the mask?"

Everything else faded away. If she'd been told that one day she would be stood in the arms of the most perfect boy ever and he would be hers, she would've never believed it. She couldn't get over the fact that now she could finally see him with both eyes.

"S-So, no more insanity? What does that mean?" He had just gotten used to the different variations of Belle, he didn't know if random insanity was the only thing gone.

"Well, not completely. She'll always be there to some extent but not the way she was. She'll never return like how it was. I'm still half psycho and can go crazy but she has no control. I'm still basically the same." She was kind of relieved at that. At least it wouldn't completely change her.

"Okay, I love you," He smiled.

"I love you too. More than I could ever say." She smiled too.

He looked down to their feet at the scattered papers from his sister's case that he had torn down. He was prepared to give up finding who killed his sister for Belle.

They say you find love in the strangest places. She glanced down slowly. He was prepared to give up something he'd been doing for heaven knows how long for her.