It was getting late. I tried talking to my parents 5 times. "Wow" I mumbled to myself and went into my room.

I picked up my brush and started painting a black hole. My world was black. No one really cared. I'm broken.

When I was in my moms stomach, I always heard them saying they will love and spend time with me. But look at them now. Too busy to care. Too busy to love. I'm 16. My whole life I have been broken. And they never noticed.

A few hours later I heard a knock at the door.

"Noel sweetie? Can we talk?" my mom said.

"Sure" I responded and rolled my eyes. I opened the door. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked

"You. What's wrong? Your not being yourself" she asked

"Nothing's wrong. And if there was I wouldn't tell you" I snapped

"Why?" she asked

"Because you may have been there for me when I was little but your not anymore. We drifted apart. People do that." I said calmly

"I guess that's true. I promise I'll spend more time with you." She said apologetically

"You know what? I don't care." I said and went back to painting. I started to draw a heart in the middle.

"What is that supposed to be?" she questioned.

"My soul surrounding my heart" I said. "You can leave now"

"If that's what you want" she said and left.

When she left I put down the brush and rolled my eyes. I ripped in my chest and took out my heart. 'Not broken or black.' I thought. 'That's good. But now I'll will put it somewhere safe'

I teleported myself to Regina's vault and put my heart in there in a secret place only I knew about. "She will never know" I said to myself.

I walked home. Alone. Street lights on. Fire flies around. Flashing. It was peaceful. I looked up at the stars and wished on the North Star that I wouldn't have to be alone any more. I knew it wouldn't work but it was worth a try.

I then felt a warm breeze come and I turned around and there was a person. I blinked multiple times but he stayed right there and walked closer. I just stood there. Watching him come closer.

"Who are you?" I asked softly.

"Some one." He said.

His voice was calm. Soothing. I didn't know him. I didn't want to. Something's weird here and it's not me.