Hey this is my first fan fic and my second try at getting it up. YEAH! Okay So I hope you all like it. Its based off the movie BTW. Sorry about any mistakes ahead of time.
Disclaimer: I do not own POTO or Gerry Butler. Really wish I did though. But I dont. Though personally I wished they owned me. HEHEHE JK. No one can own me you here that no one!
Existentialism: A philosophy that emphasizes the uniqueness and isolation of the individual experience in a hostile or indifferent universe, regardx human exsistance as unexplainable, and stresses freedom of choice and responsiblity for the consrquences of one's acts.
All she could remember was running. Running for miles on end through the wilderness next to her secluded boarding school. She didn't want to believe it and she wouldn't. So she had grabbed her guitar, all her music, and her laptop fully charged with extra batteries (all safely tucked away in a water proof backpack along with some other things).
She had to get away. Away from the flooding questions and constant staring. Suddenly she slipped on a rock and went careening into a nearby river. She hit her head on another rock while the current dragged her away from everything she knew.
It had been almost 6 months since Christine had left him. Six months of complete and utter despair. He couldn't do anything accept stair at the keys of his organ for hours knowing he should play but not finding the heart or the desire to move any of his limbs. With her had gone all and any desire to live… but he found with her had also gone any desire to even try to end it. He hadn't moved for hours, and when he did, it was only to eat or sleep. He had really turned into a ghost. Only he had nothing to haunt except his hollow thoughts.
He walked out of the room to use the restroom for a second, and after he returned he saw the strangest sight. A young lady, who couldn't be anymore than 16, floating in the water wearing the strangest clothes. Next to her floated what looked like a guitar case. But different than the ones he had seen the gypsies play during their drunken brawls.
For the first time he actually exerted energy while he jumped to open the gate and swam to grab the girl and her things. He pulled her to shore checking to see if she was alive letting out a sigh of relief as he felt a faint pulse.
She was soaked to the bone and freezing and he knew if he didn't get her out of these clothes she would certainly die of hypothermia. Taking the strange bag that was wrapped around her shoulder off and then setting it in the room with the swan bed he began to take her clothes off while he found some spare and even more bizarre ones in her bag. He noticed some rather strange contraptions inside the bag along with the clothes, but decided to wait till later to investigate.
After he had removed the strange boots, that took some time to figure out how to take off. He slowly undressed her and replaced them with the dry makeshift clothes he had found. Carefully making sure to avert his eyes from any inappropriate scenery. While he was doing this though he noticed multiple tattoos on her body. One wrapped around her right bicept, another on her left wrist, and an even more strange one on her right shoulder blade.
The thing that worried him the most were the multiple cuts on her left wrist that were to deep to have been accidental alongwith the scars that lay beneath them.
"Who are you?" He said shaking his head in worry and confusion.
After he was done he placed her gently on the bed and pulled the string that released the black curtain so she could have her privacy. In the morning he would see to her bruises and cuts along with those fascinating items she carried with her.
As he walked to his roomand sat on his red velvet bedhe gently thought to himself. "Who could she be and how had she ended up here?"
He for the first time found another reason to live, and that was to find out what strange answers would come from the exotic beauty. Finally he fell asleep with a picture of the girl with the ghost like ivory skin and the long flowing black hair. Wondering if he was being given a second chance.
Ok then so there you go. YeahIknow its short sorry. Hope u like it. I'll try to get on as much as possible. Please review. The Pigies comand you! LOL JK.