Love at First Fright

Chapter 1

On the outskirts of a city in France, there was a small but lovely cottage. Their lived a couple named Jennifer and Alain Blecher who loved their three children deeply. They had two boys named Jacob and Thomas and one girl named Eva.

The boys were just like any other boys. Being rough, breaking things, and playing boy games. But Eva, she loved being strange. She would run into the forest and start to sing and dance around and brought home very unusual animals like a lizard or a frog or something she knew that her parents didn't want for her to carry around.

She was a young beautiful woman with her long black hair, her eyes a beautiful light brown, her lips were as red as a rose blossoming in the spring, and her skin so clear and fair. She would wear black to match her hair (she carried a needle and thread just in case she tears any of her dresses while she dances in her world) and she had became very unusual that the other girls that lived nearby.

Eva had turned fifteen years old and she was old enough to go into the city by herself. She needed to get some groceries for her mother because the boys of the house did not want to any chores that day. Eva went down to the market and she was one of the most beautiful of the women that were there that she caught the eyes of the popular "prince charming" of the city. His name was Jacques, who is the son of the Major of the city.

His hair was short and dirty blonde and what looked sleek and was shinning in any sort of lighting, his lips were sort of thin and kind of pinkish, his complexion was clear and fair as Eva's, and his skin color was very light but not pale which was common in his society. He was very vain, looking at everything that was reflective. Eva did not like that at all.

Jacques approaches Eva trying to seduce her with his voice, "Pardon me, madam, I've never seen you around these parts. Where are you from?"

Her face grimaced while he was speaking. She could tell that he was drunk but at that time he was very well dressed. His breath was any woman's nightmare. He was stumbling with a beer bottle in his hand and all the women seem to gaze in his presence.

"Well, are you going to answer me?" he said with a drunken growl and a few belches here and there.

Eva said with a mature voice, "What if I do not want you to know where I live? What if you come and make a muck of my home?"

"Oh, playing hard to get," he said while sipping on his bottle, "I like that in a woman."

Jacques was trying to grab her shoulder from any side every time she would move to different places in the market. All the times that he touched her, she would look at him with an ugly look on her face saying to back off. But he was stubborn and hard-headed and just kept trying to get Eva.

She had found everything that she and her mother needed and Eva wanted to get out of what she thought was the worst possible place she had ever been.

While she was paying for her things, she noticed that most of the women that were there were gossiping at each other about her and Jacques. She overheard one of the women's conversations. The woman sounded envious, but Eva did not feel proud. She felt disgusted because he was drunk and the women were still attracted to him even though he was intoxicated.

Eva started to walk home and she had a bad feeling in her gut that Jacques was following her. And he was! She glanced over her shoulder using her peripheral vision, she could see that he was following her home on his horse. Every time she would look to see if he was following her, he would pretend to talk to someone walking passed him. So she tried to trick him by going into the forest and try to lose him because no one, even Eva, likes to be followed.

Jacques saw that she lives in the forest and did not want to go into there until he was prepared with protection so he does not get attacked by wild animals so he left on his horse, thinking of what he should take, by the time he reached home he was too drunk to remember why he came home. So he walks into his home and grabs some wine to see if he would remember why he came back home.