I walked out of the sculpture room, to see that my aunt and uncle were nowhere to be found. I took this chance to take a look up stairs; the housekeeper did say that no one was home.
"Wow" I muttered under my breath. The staircase was extraordinary, the steps made of silver birch and the railings of great oak. Every step you took, made you feel regal.
As I reached the top I turned left towards a set of double doors with pink panels and gold separators. I turned to brass handle and pushed the doors open just enough to squeeze through. I left the door ajar in need for a hasty escape. I had a feeling I wasn't meant up here. The room was breath taking, light pink walls, and a white sofa in the middle of the room with a small table in front of that, but I could see no one drank in here. Little animal figures on shelves all over the walls, with a grand fireplace opposite me and a set of doors on either side of it, identical to the ones I came through.
I walked towards the left hand doors, being careful not to knock anything off the shelves. As I stepped towards the doors I could hear the faint sound of music, the music my sister Mary usually plays at our piano at home. I noticed the door was slightly open, just enough to peak through.
The room was exactly the same as the one I was stood in but there was a black piano in the middle of the room instead of a sofa and the two sets of doors next the fire place were blue not pink and so were the walls. I couldn't see the players face but I could see the back of her head in the head in the mirror.
I was so overwhelmed be the beauty of the room that I got distracted.
"Brother!" the girl cried. This word pulled me out of my distraction.
"Georgiana my dear" just then a male appeared out of the shadows and Georgiana flung her self into her brother's arms. "keep playing please it was quite beautiful." The male set her down and she went and sat back at her piano. I figured the male must have come in through the blues doors whilst I was distracted.
The piano started up again and the male turned around, before I could only see the back of his head in the mirror, but now I saw his whole face, the man was Mr Darcy. The person who took my sister Jane's love away from her, by Taking Mr Bingley to London. Then proposed to me in the pouring rain, telling me he loved me against my will. I despised the man.
As Darcy turned he looked in the mirror and straight at me. He spun towards my door and took a step towards me.
"haah" the gasp escaped my lips, as I swivelled away from my door and towards the ones on the other side of the room, thanking God I had left them open. As I ran through the doors and reached the top of the stairs, I looked behind just to see Darcy pass through the first set of doors. I lifted my dress and bolted down the stairs taking good care as not to slip up.
I reached the bottom of the stair case I took for the main door and out on to the porch. My heart pounding and my head spinning I made a left at the bottom of the porch and made a sharp left towards to pond. I ran down the hill and stood at the edge of the lake doubled over. My breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
" I…think…lost…him," I breathed. But just then I heard.
" Miss Elizabeth, Miss Elizabeth!" I turned to see Darcy making his way down the hill his blue riding coat flapping in his wake.
"Mr Darcy, ' I am so sorry, I didn't know any one was home, and I lost my aunt and uncle and went looking for them, I am so sorry." I stammered, my word just tripping over each other to get out.
"Miss Elizabeth, I am so glad to have seen you. I need to talk with you about, Bingley and your sister Jane. And I need you to know my reasoning for sending Mr Wickham north…."
"Sir I beg you to not try to justify the actions on which you tore my sisters great love from her and broke her apart. And sending an innocent man away when my sister Lydia was falling in love with him" I screamed this, I was furious. " I am leaving sir and do wish not to see you again for the length of me existence" I took a step to leave passed but he thrust him arm towards me, in his hand there was a letter.
"if you wont listen to my voice at least please read my explanation in this letter" I hear the hurts and rejection in his voice that was displayed all over his face.
" Okay, ill read this letter" I took the letter then stepped past him and made my way up hill. As I did so I opened the letter and started to read…
Dear Miss Elizabeth Bennet.
I have two accusations to make amends for. The first being the accusation, that I tore the love from your sister by taking Bingley to London. I did so because I saw that your sister had not the same amount of interest in my dear friend Bingley that he did for Jane. But he has been convinced by myself and colonel Fitzwilliam to move back to Hertfordshire to be with Jane once more and a letter has been sent to Jane by Bingley expressing his love for her.
As for the second being that I sent Wickham to the north just to spite him. But that is not true. 3yrs ago Wickham and my sister were courting and were soon due to marry. But he convinced Georgiana to elope in a play to take her inheritance. But only got as far as Newcastle. He then demanded £600 for him to leave without a fuss and not to bother our family again. And I saw his intentions were the same with your sister Lydia and I couldn't see her hurt like Georgiana.
But of course you know I did it all for you.
Yours truly
Fitzwilliam Darcy.
"oh my, I didn't know" I finished reading the letter as I got to the top of the hill. I turned to see Mr Darcy walking along the edge of the lake.
"Mr Darcy!" I shouted. He halted and turned to look at me. I ran back down the hill. My emotions all in a firework but all I knew was that i had to tell him I really felt.
"Please I didn't know. I didn't know about Georgiana or about Bingley." I said tears rolling down my cheeks and off the bottom of my chin.
" Well now you do. So why don't you just stop taunting me and leave like said you were going to." He snapped he turned on his heel and started walking again.
" I love you!" these three words made him turn back to me. " I always have but have just been too stubborn to tell you. And I don't think I can hate you anymore for what you did to Jane and Lydia not knowing now why you did it. So if you will please have me I will love to marry." As I said this, the tears increased and I sank to the ground and stared out over the lake letting sink in for him.
I felt him lower himself beside me. "of course ill still have you. If you can lives the rest of you life with my pride and self centeredness." At the last part we both laughed slightly.
" I am sure I can live with that as long as I've got you beside me." I turned to look at him. I saw the hurt and rejection gone and replacing it was joy and fulfilment.
We sat like this on the ground with my head on his shoulder and his arm around mine for a long while. And I could have sang as I am sure I was happiest girl in the world at that point.