This is a small little fic I wrote for Heather, because she's mah girl :3
Contains references to my older fanfics, and some things that might want to break your mouse in rage.
"How did it feel to get your happily ever after?"
What a pointless thing to say.
Heather was a smart girl; she knew life was no fairy tale. She also knew that life wasn't a clichè high school romance movie, where the girl always gets the guy.
With the heartbreaks and abuse that came with it, she wondered how she even had a love life.
It all started with Noah and Justin. They both appeared to admire Heather, treating her like a queen and keeping her away from anyone who even looked at her funny (which was everyone.). She laughed, remembering the petty little fights they used to get in..
Noah evenutally moved on, so Heather chose Justin.
For two years, everything was fine. He had given her a wonderful taste of love, and she liked being called pet names and snuggles in bed.
But then the abuse started. He hit her at least two times a day, called her names, and insulted everything about her. She treated Justin like a king, but he pushed her away.
"You're so damn useless. I could find millions of women, millions better than you." He said to her.
"I..I'm sorry..Justin.." She said back, trying to get him to at least smile at her, but her attempt was met with a slap to the face.
"Don't be sorry; just get me my dinner. And it BETTER be perfect this time."
When he was gone, when she was alone, she cried.
Despite the messiness behind the scenes, Justin would constantly assure people he loved "his Heather" and would never do anything to hurt her.
She wanted to scream out that he was lying, but he had taken complete control of her. She was no longer allowed to speak for herself.
Weeks later, pictures on the internet emerged of Justin hanging out with another girl. Heather immediatley tore down her 'yes man' front and asked him if all that was true.
"DON'T YOU DARE ACCUSE ME!" He yelled, hitting her into the wall. He walked over and began to beat her again, smiling sadistically at her cries.
It all ended one night after a brutal beating, and a forced night of passion; Heather was found crying outside the Hardison residence, her arms wrapped around herself. Most of her clothing was gone. She had been raped.
And despite sharing mutual hatred for the girl, Bridgette and Courtney had agreed to take her in (they'd tell her parents about the situation later).
"Ugh.." She shuddered, thinking of the beating that ended her and Justin's relationship and exposed her to the others.
Anyway, she cried all night; she cried and cried, apologizing for her past misdeeds and explaining what Justin had done. The hitting and lies, the rape....everything.
This very night caused the new season of Total Drama to go on hiatus, and the news got around online.
Some beileved Heather's story and showed sympathy, and others didn't and labled her as a lying whore.
After getting away from the spotlight, and Justin's iron fist, our herione tried her hardest to maintain a normal life, to go back to the way things were before, but the wounds healed slowly.
She pursued a relationship with Noah, but it didn't last long due to her depressed state, and his indifference.
She had a few crushes, but they all ended in rejection.
She was alone...for a long, long time.
A couple of years after the new season of TD, Heather had sworn to never love again. Too risky. Too many heartbreaks. It wasn't worth it.
Without a man, she became a stronger person, no longer soft spoken and taken advantage of. She had become the bitch she was before, with only a few changes.
Then came the arrival of Alejandro Burromuerto.
She immediatley disliked him. He was just like her, and perfect in every way. He flirted with every girl and dated every girl, and when he wasn't doing that, he was arguing with her.
He couldn't stand her, and she couldn't stand him.
So what exactly went on that night?
"I love you," He admitted with a small smile.
Heather paused; she didn't know what to say or do, her heart was racing, and the heat on her face suddenly elevated.
No. She thought. Those words lead me to trouble every time. Not again. I won't go through that pain again.
"..Shut up.." She whimpered.
"What..?"
"Shut up! I said shut up! You can't be serious! If you think you're going to win my heart, you're wrong! I don't need a stupid man in my life! I don't need anyone! Especially you! You can take your fake confession and shove it up your ass!"
"Heather..."
"Like hell you love me! LIKE HELL! You're just going to smother me up and toss me away! Just like all the others!"
Alejandro stood there for a while, and then remembered the day the TD fanbase went up in full-blown rage (NO, not the DxC breakup). The article about Heather's plight was #1 on the site.
The night Justin had raped her. He remembered how sorry he felt for her, how much he wanted to rip Justin apart, how much he hated him..and loved her.
"Heather..is this about what happened with Justin?"
"I said s-shut up..!" Heather began to cry, wrapping her arms around herself just like on that faithful night. She looked up when she felt Alejandro's hand rub her back.
"Heather..I will never be like him. I'd never hurt you or even put my hands on you unless you said so. I love you. I want you in my life. I won't push you away and I'll always be there whenever you need me."
"I-I don't want to go through that pain again..."
"You won't. You're special to me and I'll never hurt you. I promise."
So, in a way, she did get her happily ever after. After all the pain and suffering she went through, the sadness and loneliness that was constantly weighing her down, she had finally found her love. Her true love.
Alejandro had won. Not Noah, and certainly not Justin.
Tears sliding down her cheeks, the last word Heather said explained exactly how this story ended.
"Great."
Contains references to my older fanfics, and some things that might want to break your mouse in rage.
"How did it feel to get your happily ever after?"
What a pointless thing to say.
Heather was a smart girl; she knew life was no fairy tale. She also knew that life wasn't a clichè high school romance movie, where the girl always gets the guy.
With the heartbreaks and abuse that came with it, she wondered how she even had a love life.
It all started with Noah and Justin. They both appeared to admire Heather, treating her like a queen and keeping her away from anyone who even looked at her funny (which was everyone.). She laughed, remembering the petty little fights they used to get in..
Noah evenutally moved on, so Heather chose Justin.
For two years, everything was fine. He had given her a wonderful taste of love, and she liked being called pet names and snuggles in bed.
But then the abuse started. He hit her at least two times a day, called her names, and insulted everything about her. She treated Justin like a king, but he pushed her away.
"You're so damn useless. I could find millions of women, millions better than you." He said to her.
"I..I'm sorry..Justin.." She said back, trying to get him to at least smile at her, but her attempt was met with a slap to the face.
"Don't be sorry; just get me my dinner. And it BETTER be perfect this time."
When he was gone, when she was alone, she cried.
Despite the messiness behind the scenes, Justin would constantly assure people he loved "his Heather" and would never do anything to hurt her.
She wanted to scream out that he was lying, but he had taken complete control of her. She was no longer allowed to speak for herself.
Weeks later, pictures on the internet emerged of Justin hanging out with another girl. Heather immediatley tore down her 'yes man' front and asked him if all that was true.
"DON'T YOU DARE ACCUSE ME!" He yelled, hitting her into the wall. He walked over and began to beat her again, smiling sadistically at her cries.
It all ended one night after a brutal beating, and a forced night of passion; Heather was found crying outside the Hardison residence, her arms wrapped around herself. Most of her clothing was gone. She had been raped.
And despite sharing mutual hatred for the girl, Bridgette and Courtney had agreed to take her in (they'd tell her parents about the situation later).
"Ugh.." She shuddered, thinking of the beating that ended her and Justin's relationship and exposed her to the others.
Anyway, she cried all night; she cried and cried, apologizing for her past misdeeds and explaining what Justin had done. The hitting and lies, the rape....everything.
This very night caused the new season of Total Drama to go on hiatus, and the news got around online.
Some beileved Heather's story and showed sympathy, and others didn't and labled her as a lying whore.
After getting away from the spotlight, and Justin's iron fist, our herione tried her hardest to maintain a normal life, to go back to the way things were before, but the wounds healed slowly.
She pursued a relationship with Noah, but it didn't last long due to her depressed state, and his indifference.
She had a few crushes, but they all ended in rejection.
She was alone...for a long, long time.
A couple of years after the new season of TD, Heather had sworn to never love again. Too risky. Too many heartbreaks. It wasn't worth it.
Without a man, she became a stronger person, no longer soft spoken and taken advantage of. She had become the bitch she was before, with only a few changes.
Then came the arrival of Alejandro Burromuerto.
She immediatley disliked him. He was just like her, and perfect in every way. He flirted with every girl and dated every girl, and when he wasn't doing that, he was arguing with her.
He couldn't stand her, and she couldn't stand him.
So what exactly went on that night?
"I love you," He admitted with a small smile.
Heather paused; she didn't know what to say or do, her heart was racing, and the heat on her face suddenly elevated.
No. She thought. Those words lead me to trouble every time. Not again. I won't go through that pain again.
"..Shut up.." She whimpered.
"What..?"
"Shut up! I said shut up! You can't be serious! If you think you're going to win my heart, you're wrong! I don't need a stupid man in my life! I don't need anyone! Especially you! You can take your fake confession and shove it up your ass!"
"Heather..."
"Like hell you love me! LIKE HELL! You're just going to smother me up and toss me away! Just like all the others!"
Alejandro stood there for a while, and then remembered the day the TD fanbase went up in full-blown rage (NO, not the DxC breakup). The article about Heather's plight was #1 on the site.
The night Justin had raped her. He remembered how sorry he felt for her, how much he wanted to rip Justin apart, how much he hated him..and loved her.
"Heather..is this about what happened with Justin?"
"I said s-shut up..!" Heather began to cry, wrapping her arms around herself just like on that faithful night. She looked up when she felt Alejandro's hand rub her back.
"Heather..I will never be like him. I'd never hurt you or even put my hands on you unless you said so. I love you. I want you in my life. I won't push you away and I'll always be there whenever you need me."
"I-I don't want to go through that pain again..."
"You won't. You're special to me and I'll never hurt you. I promise."
So, in a way, she did get her happily ever after. After all the pain and suffering she went through, the sadness and loneliness that was constantly weighing her down, she had finally found her love. Her true love.
Alejandro had won. Not Noah, and certainly not Justin.
Tears sliding down her cheeks, the last word Heather said explained exactly how this story ended.
"Great."
