A/N. It starts now! :D Hiya! Welcome to my new DaphnexMustardseed story! Hope you enjoy! This prologue is kind of a songfic for "Forget You" covered by Cee Lo Green. Similarities between them are purposed. And yes –The title of this story is based on the Script's epical song…well, you know.
RATED T FOR VIOLENCE AND MILD COURSE LANGUAGE (not because Puck should be in anything lower, or T sounds better than K –none of that ridiculous stuff)
Genre: Humor/Action/Romance
(Old) Summary: "Oh hey, Mustardseed-err, Mr. Firay! Remember me? We met ten years ago when your brother's ex-fiancé killed your father! So, I had a question on last night's homework…" Your typical proscriptive relationship. Sort of. DxM (Part of Summary credit goes to Evil Scrapbooker) XD
Originally Started: July 24 11:46 PM
Ages; Daphne: 17, Mustardseed (After Prologue): 22, Puckabrina: 22 and 23, Red: 17
Disclaimer: I do not own the Sisters Grimm, nor this clichéd typed of story (Student/Teacher Relationship). This story is somewhat of a crossover, so storyline credit goes to Jordan Lynde, but characters aside from OCs (Ariana, Sage, Bryant, etc.) go to Michael Buckley.
For the First Time
Prologue – Three Years Before
"Hey!" He ignored her and walked faster. "Please!"
He felt her pulling at his arm, which he promptly pulled towards himself. "Go away." His voice was cold and hard. She flinched at the sound, and then sighed. He felt her let go of his arm, that being her response. The man decided that she had left, and breathed a sigh of relief.
That is, until he felt a force slam into his back.
They both fell onto the concrete floor with groans escaping their lips. "Listen to me!" the girl cried.
"Why should I? Rochelle told me what you were using me for," he said through gritted teeth. "And you already said you don't want to be together again. Just leave me alone."
"No!" she cried. "Not until you let me explain!" Tears were about to spill from her tear ducts.
The blonde man sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. He held a hand to the woman on the floor, which she took graciously. He brushed himself off and glared at her. "You have two minutes. No more."
She took a deep breath and looked at him. "What Rochelle said was true." Her companion let out a humorless laugh.
"I knew it."
"At the beginning, I used you for money," she admitted. "You know how poor my family was. We could hardly afford to buy an apartment! So, I really did need some money from you." The man shook his head, his anger blocking out his sadness. "But then, I really did start to love you."
"So? What will the difference be? After what Bryant did to you, there's no way you want to be with me again."
The girl nodded. "I know, I know. But I wanted you to know that I did love you, and I still do. I'm just not in love with you," she took a deep breath after saying that. "I wanted to tell you before I left."
He sighed. "I think you leaving is for the best." He turned to walk away, but she pulled him back. The next thing he knew, she was pressed up against him in a hug, her head in the crook if his neck.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry." The man froze, but then he hugged back, silent tears streaming down his face. After retracing her hands from the embrace, she kissed his lips softly. When she pulled back, she smiled sadly. Their eyes locked on each other, his clear blue eyes against her wide, hazel eyes.
"Bye, Matt. Please forget me." She started to walk away. Mustardseed stared at her as she did.
"Goodbye." He didn't know how trying to forget someone could hurt so badly.
Chapter 1: The Action Starts Here
Present Time-Three Years Later
"Cash or Credit?"
"Cash." Daphne was about to hand her a $100 bill, when the bored man behind the counter stopped her. "What's wrong?"
"We don't have change, sorry. Will credit be okay?" Daphne hid her anger and smiled at him, handing him her Visa Card. He quickly swiped it and gave it back to her, along with her groceries. "Have a good night."
She frowned as soon as he had said it. Flatly, she said, "Thanks."
She didn't have to be reminded it was night already. Daphne Grimm was supposed to have gotten the groceries in the afternoon that day. But because Facebook literally makes time fly by, she had looked up from her desktop to see that it was 6:00 PM. Her sister couldn't have gotten the groceries because she was at work at that time, and so was her husband, Puck.
Damn, I really should've gotten them earlier, Daphne thought, eyeing the bags in her hands.
It was very common for a teenage girl to be assaulted at night when they were alone, but Daphne Grimm wasn't ready to become one of them. Sure she knew little karate-thanks to Snow White, but she hadn't been in Ferryport Landing since three years ago, so her skills were lacking practice.
She was glad that her apartment was only a few blocks away. At the moment, her dad was late working while her mom and Basil were in Ferryport Landing to see how Uncle Jake and Granny Relda were doing since they were living on their own in the Grimm household. Mr. Canis had decided that he would live meditating for the rest of his life, and would continue to help the Grimms left in Ferryport in any way he could until he died. As of the moment, he was living in the woods behind the Grimm household's backyard. Although, the space was smaller than it had been years before. Ever since humans were let back into town, Ferryport had gotten bigger, so part of the woods had been cut.
Daphne missed Ferryport clearly. It was much livelier there and she knew most of the people in the town. She decided to block out her thoughts of her old home by walking faster. She was almost to her apartment, when she heard a gruff voice yell from behind her-the alleyway she had just past.
"Fight back, you idiot!"
What should I do? Peek or no peek? Too late, Daphne had already looked. She was a very curious Grimm, so why shouldn't she?
There were seven men in the alleyway. Three were blocking the exit, while one was being held by two men, and another standing in front of the grasped man.
Then she heard a smooth chuckle come from the man being held, "I don't want to waste my energy on you and the others, Jack. It would be pointless."
What? Wasn't he scared the least bit?
Daphne tried to get a good look at the man, but his back was turned, facing the exit of the alleyway. All she knew was that he had messy, blonde hair.
"Shut up, you betrayer! I'm going to beat the shit out of you," Jack said. Daphne winced at his voice. He sounded very threatening.
"Go ahead, it's not like weak hits from you will harm me," the man with the smooth voice said, even letting out a small yawn.
Oh my goodness! Daphne looked at them with wide eyes. It was unbelievable that this guy wasn't intimidated by them!
"Suit yourself!"
One of the men who was guarding the entrance took a bat and raised it above his head, and started walking towards the captive guy who had his back turned.
Daphne didn't want to watch at all. Before she could even go over her plan, she yelled, "Wait!" All heads -with the exception of the blonde man- turned to her. The three who were blocking the entrance walked backwards until they were behind Jack. The two men's grip on the blonde man seemed to lessen for some reason; probably just because it was only a teenage girl instead of some cop.
"What are you doing here?" The dark haired man, Jack, asked. One of his men said, "I think she overheard our conversation."
Daphne wasn't able to speak.
"Well, miss. You can be the first to watch the first punch to this man's pretty face."
"You think I'm pretty? That's cute." The blonde man sounded as if he was smirking. Jack was about to punch him when Daphne hit him over the head with her groceries. Because the blonde man wasn't being gripped very tightly, she grabbed his hand and yelled.
"Run!" They started sprinting towards Daphne's apartment. Oh my gosh, I'm freaking out. Daphne had dealt with dragons, evil Everafters, pirates, fairies, Yahoos, and other scary creatures, but she was still deathly afraid of thugs-especially because she was now a teenager.
The two waited by her door while Daphne fumbled with her keys to open it. The cold air was turning her hands numb. And to make it harder, the plastic bags were digging into her skin, turning it red.
Once she did, she shoved him into her house, and slammed the door shut before leaning against it. Daphne sighed, and then peeked out the window. She sighed in relief. She stayed against it. Thank goodness they're gone. If they had followed me… Daphne shook her head with a smile. She was happy they weren't after her.
"Are they gone?" Daphne jumped when she heard his voice. She had forgotten someone was here.
"Yes, thankfull..." she turned around to face him, and the words died in her mouth. Her eyes widened.
This was a clichéd line, but he must've been the handsomest guy she'd ever seen. She eyed him. He had nice white blond hair, and he had icy blue eyes. He could've been a male version of Sabrina!
Daphne glanced back at the man's eyes. The shade of blue seemed so familiar, but she knew they had never met.
At least, she was sure.
His eyes widened when he saw her too. They stared at each other for a while. The blonde man mumbled something quietly.
"What?" Daphne whispered. She saw his eyes lower in disappointment, and then it quickly went away. He shook his head.
"Nothing." He looked at the window again, "They're gone, right?"
She glanced at it too, "Oh. Yeah, they're gone."
He started walking towards the door, "Well I guess I should be going."
"So soon?" As soon as the words left her mouth, she covered it and blushed. The strange man looked at her with an expression she couldn't describe, but then it was replaced by a small smile.
"I don't want to impose."
"You wouldn't. But, if you have to, I won't keep you waiting." She walked him towards the door.
He smiled at her, opening the door, "Thanks, but next time, don't go saving guys in alleys. I don't think that's your forte." He patted her head softly and was almost out the door when she said,
"Wait! What's your name?"
He pulled his head back in the house quickly and said smirking, "Secret. That's for me to know and you to never find out." Then he was gone.
After staring at the door for a minute, Daphne shook her head. She then fell onto the couch with a dazed look on her face.
What just happened? It wasn't everyday she would rescue a handsome guy from a group of thugs on a Thursday night! But in a sense, she liked it. She really did. She could feel an adrenaline rush in her veins! Daphne Grimm hadn't done anything this wild since she left Ferryport Landing-and that was saying something. New York City was supposed to be filled with crazy things. After all, she had discovered that dwarfs, pirates, Yahoos, and other creatures lived here for years and she had never known until they came back years ago!
She shook her head again, smiling. I hope I see him again… The man seemed like a very nice guy; he was charming her already, and she had only met him for a few minutes. But his eyes…
Daphne Grimm couldn't get his eyes out of her head. She felt a sense of déjà vu just seeing those eyes. Maybe it's because they look like Sabrina's? she asked herself, and then she shook her head. No, Sabrina's are darker, like indigo. The stranger's were much lighter. She groaned aloud.
"Why do they look so familiar?" She sighed, running a hand through her dark hair. "You know what? I'm just going to stop thinking about him." She nodded to herself and turned on the TV.
"I think I'll start watching my re-runs now..." But still, she couldn't get him out of her mind.
I really do hope I see him again.
A/N. Exciting, huh? This will BLOW YOUR MIND! Just sayin'. :D Anyways, hope you liked it! Oh and I'm not posting anymore until I finish Daphne's Distraction, Muahaha!
Sorry there was no linebreak between the prologue and the first chapter -I tried. I tried for about 20 minutes. FF is very stubborn. Oh well. And also, sorry this is short-I realized writing 14 pages (on Word) for each chapter is really hard. So, everything chapter will be about 7 or 8 pages long-really, it depends on how I'm feeling. To end this…Keep reading Daphne's Distraction everyone! Love all your reviews and I hope you love this story!
~Lara