So this is the first story I've written for P&P, and my first story in awhile as well. It's a modern piece with a slightly different spin then the normal P&P. I have about 20 chapters written but I'd love reviews! Tell me what you think, what you want, etc. Enjoy!
Pride and Prejudice (characters, plots, etc.) obviously don't belong to me! (Encase you thought they did)
Chapter 1- Caroline Bingley
New York City, New York
"Why Caroline?" Will asked as she packed her bags. His voice was quiet, and soft. She, like always, couldn't quite fathom the emotions behind it.
"It's for my career Fitz" She told him, packing up all of her shoes. Her blue eyes were hard as ice as she turned briefly to glare at him. She turned away before she could see the grief pass his own blue eyes.
"What about us? What of the last 8 years Caroline?" He questioned. They had been together since freshman year at college, graduating together, moving to New York together, and they were supposed to be starting a new life together.
"I invited you to come with me" She retorted, knowing the conversation all too well.
"My job is here Caro, you know that" He was getting louder now.
"Well my job is there Fitzwilliam" She used his whole name, never a good sign. She was an aspiring model; he was a young CEO of his family's struggling business.
"You can model in New York, LA, anywhere closer then a different country!" He screamed.
"Paris is the epitome" Caro responded, struggling to zip her bag.
"I thought we were going to get married, have kids, buy a bloody house," Will stated. In times of anger and distress, he resorted back to his heavy accent. He was born and raised in England after all.
"We can get married when I come back" She responded. She always wanted to be a Darcy, to win the most eligible man in the world. She imagined their beautiful children in her head, 2 little girls, with blonde pigtails and his blue eyes. Definitely his blue eyes, they were a startlingly shade of royal blue that she had never before seen.
"I won't wait forever Caro. I moved here for you, don't forget that" It was true too. He had taken his family's business from England to the US, hoping to turn it around. New York seemed like a good place to start.
"You don't understand. I'm 25. I'm not getting any younger. I'll only be gone for a little while. We can pick up where we left off," She suggested.
"Will you be faithful to me in Paris?" He asked sarcastically. "You're a freaking underwear model Caro"
"It was one time Fitz! Why can you not just let it go?" She asked with a sigh, finally zippering her bags.
"He was my best friend!" Last spring, Caroline had slept with George Wickham, a close friend of Will's. Will knew there were more men, but as Caroline had only admitted to one, he tried to move on. He bought the engagement ring and everything, and then she told him she was leaving.
"Let's just take a break. I'll go to Paris, I'll live my life, and you'll live yours. When I come back, we can confer, and decide what's best," Caroline said.
"I think we should move on, never look back" He whispered sadly. As much as he and Caroline fought, she was his first love, his high school sweetheart, his everything.
"I'll see you when I return to the states" She told him instead, choosing not to listen to his suggestion.
"I mean it Caro, it's over," He told her seriously. She waved a hand at him.
"I'll be back within the year," She told him.
"Let me drive you to the airport" He told her, and grabbed her bags. It was the last time he'd bring it up. They were over as soon as her plane left the tarmac. She smiled and followed behind him, smiling like the cat that got her cream.
They got to the airport in record time. Darcy was a fast driver. He toted her bags, because he had been raised a gentleman.
"Thank you Fitz" Caroline threw her arms around him, causing a scene. She sobbed, but it was fake. Will felt no tears against his chest.
"I'll miss you," She cried loudly. People turned and watched as they were a very handsome couple, they made quite the scene.
"Goodbye Caroline" He whispered. She turned and blew him a kiss with a smile. He didn't even pretend to catch it like he normally did.
He waited a few minutes until she was out of sight. He fingered the black box in his trousers. It was a tiffany ring, beautiful and expensive.
He got back into his Range Rover and drove to Central Park. He meandered around, taking in the sights. The beautiful Christmas lights, the couples skating on the frozen ponds. Caroline had never wanted to do anything like that. He found a secluded bench under a large barren tree. There was a small pond in front of it, only half way frozen.
He closed his eyes and pictured Caroline Bingley. She was gorgeous, no doubt. She had long thin legs, straight strawberry blonde hair, a flawless face with ice blue eyes, pink lips, and high cheekbones. She was beautiful, in an intimidating way. She wasn't what people called warm or friendly. She was cunning and ambitious. The more he thought about he, the more repulsive she seemed to him. Charlie had always warned him that his sister was looking to marry rich, so what did Will do? He ignored his best friends warnings and brought Caroline to prom all those years ago.
"Screw you Caro" He threw the ring into the river. He watched as it sunk into the pitch-black water, finally disappearing under the icy depths. With that over and done with, he stood up and left.
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