A one-shot for the Unreliable Narrator challenge on xoxLewrahxox's forum. Exactly 600 words.

I included the 7th November prompt of the day on Hogwarts Online, hideously late I know: "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn." (from Gone with the Wind, obviously)

Songs I thought about while writing this: Tides of Time by Epica, Andy you're a star by The Killers, Dark Star by Tarja Turunen.

Very messy piece, italics all over the place, craziness bursting through with each word. Where Bella is thoroughly unable to accept that Andromeda has left her once and for all, and tries to keep the delusion going no matter what. Not quite a healthy strategy. Hence Bella completely losing touch and thinking that Andy's still right there or that the face in the mirror is Andy's and not hers.

Not too pleased about that one. Oh well.

Unreliable narrator

Write a story or drabble with an unreliable narrator.
Most of the time when we're reading a story, we automatically assume that the narrator is objective and telling us the truth. An unreliable narrator is one who is not, for any number of reasons. They could be deliberately twisting facts to serve their own POV. They could be a child who isn't able to understand the things that are going on around them. Or they could be slightly crazy.

I wrote you hundreds of letters.

Come back. You can't be gone. It makes no sense. He isn't worth it. He doesn't deserve you.

You sent them back to me. Sometimes you replied.

And you would say:

You're right. Of course you're right – you always have been. I don't know what came over me. I'll be home soon. I love you. Yours forever, Andy.

I would smile, and hug you tight.

Then you would leave again, without a word of explanation, and I would scream.

You don't deserve my anger. You don't deserve my letters. You deserve nothing. You are a dirty bitch, a whore.

Come back.

You always did.

(You couldn't not. You belonged to me.)

(and you would go again)

I wrote so much. You wrote and came and went, and held my hand. You were there for me. No matter what.

(there and yet so far away)

I would hug you and we would move on.

You fucked so many pure-blooded men. You were the prettiest whore I'd ever seen.

(and we were oh so tainted)

But you had a ring on your finger.

(it was huge and beautiful, it was a common gold band)

You disrespected your husband. You ran away from home and got drunk and shagged.

(how mother disapproved)

I would be there to hold you when you returned.

(I need you Andy oh hug me)

And I would write:

I love you. Come back to me. I need you too much

And I would write:

Without you I'm a fallen star and we can't shine when we're apart

And you would laugh.

(But darling I never left you I'm right there)

(you're crazy)

You would have a baby.

I cheered and oh I couldn't believe it. I loved her before she came to the world. I was the one to feel her kicking.

(the baby I would never have)

There were just the two of us and I wanted her named after a star.

(your stomach was oh so flat and I felt her kicking I felt something it was in my stomach churning hurting)

You gave birth to a shadow.

(it hurt it hurt)

You killed your baby to stay only with me.

(her screams haunted my dreams)

But still you would leave.

Come back. Come back.

I can't breathe without you.

And you would say laughing:

Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

(and I would die a thousand times)

(I watched my body from afar it didn't look like me it bled it was unpure and I laughed like you)

(always and forever hearing your laugh in my sleep loving your laugh till I died of loss)

You would come back and I would punish you.

(bad girl whore bitch traitortraitortraitor)

You bled so beautifully and you screamed.

(I hurt for your pain I bore your scars and kissed them a tear for each drop of your pure blood)

Your screams were mine

(and I screamed forever)

and your screams were theirs

(forever looking for your face in their contorted features Andy Andy where are you)

And you never came back

(you'd never left my mind)

And your tears were my tears

and your blood was my blood

and the scars on my skin

dead bodies on my floor

my writing on those sheets

(saying I love you Bella I'd never leave you)

(and you drove me insane)

I broke all the mirrors,

and I left for hell

and you lived your life

(and the dark star fell into herself and burnt alive)

But it was never the end.