A//N: DAT YANDERE COW. D':
The things Lily writes when she's on a hiatus and with low romance tolerance.
ANOTHER JI REQUEST. Be warned children, this is a horror-tragedy. READ AT YO' OWN RISK-
I PRESENT TO YOU....
Then That Happened
Molly was a rare, special kind of teenager.
She was the kind of teenager that thought everything was alright with the world, the cheery girl who was perfectly content with her life. Molly had lots of friends, liked to read and had good grades. She enjoyed riding bikes and giving candy to little orphans.
Most of all, Molly loved her parents.
They were kind, mild-mannered people who had raised Molly well. Molly knew how much love and care her parents had given her, and she respected them for spending so much time on raising her.
One day Molly was talking to her friend from book club over the phone as she surfed the internet for a new book that their book club should read together. Every Saturday a group of Molly's dear friends got together and read books for fun. Molly was the co-leader with her other friend, so they got to decide the books they read.
"Ooh, how about '50 Shades of Grey'?" Her friend spoke over the phone in an excited tone, and Molly curiously clicked on the hyperlink.
Molly's eyes widened as she scanned over the summary, and her virgin cheeks tainted an innocent pink. "I dunno...isn't a bit...dangerous looking, Samantha?"
Samantha laughed heartily over the phone, already ordering the books. "C'mon Molly, we all need a bit of danger in our lives!"
Molly smiled a bit at her friend's terribly reckless attitude. Despite her reserved personality Molly didn't mind the breaches of morals Samantha liked to perform. It was all in good fun, right?
Molly was terribly, terribly wrong.
~~ One Week Later ~~
The book club had responded fairly well to 50 Shades of Grey, mostly giggling and blushing as they talked about it.
Molly had disliked it with all of her pure kokoro. What kind of woman would write such terrible, terrible things?! Molly had never seen such horrible metaphors in her life! She didn't understand how any of the reviewers enjoyed such a book.
Molly sighed as she cleaned the empty house, reassured by the fact that at least her parents would never read such a thing and like it. She smiled warmly to herself as she entered their room, wandering over to the bed to smooth out the rumpled bed sheets.
Something caught Molly's eye as she wandered to her mother's side of the bed, freezing up when she recognized the cover of the book.
There, sitting on (both, once she checked) the nightstand, was a copy of '50 Shades of Grey'. Molly's body began to tremble in horror when she realized how lovingly bookmarked it was, and without warning tears began to flood out o her crystal sapphire blue eyes.
Her parents were fans of '50 Shades of Grey'. All at once the truth slammed into Molly, and her knees gave out as she fell to the floor. Her body trembled with violent sobbing as she covered her eyes.
Molly never recovered.
A//N: See Molly, the problem is that you were Suetiful All Along. The kind of sues that suffer horrible things and eventually recover before living happy lives with their love interest. Except you didn't, Molly. You never will.
Well unless Jemma continues this story in one of her comments. Then you might, though I don't think Jem was very fond of happy endings either.
Yep. I HOPE UR HAPPY, JI.
 Siyaahi · Thu Aug 16, 2012 @ 07:13am · 1 Comments |
