Rhett's home!
Chapter 1
1 Rhett Butler lay awake in bed looking at the ceiling thinking about what he had done.
He had come home just like he promised so that no one would suspect what had happened between Scarlett and him self, but that was the only reason he repeatedly told himself.
He had come through the door kissed her quickly on the cheek in front of Mammy and then gone and unpacked.
He heard a rustle outside the door, after a second he realized what it was and relaxed. Scarlet was paying her nightly visit, outside his door. She would stalk up and down for about half an hour, then give a little sigh and tramped back to her room, he wondered whether one night she would have the courage to come in.
Scarlett lay restlessly in her bed. He had been home for almost a week and still had not shown any sign of change of heart apart from a quick peck on the cheek in front of Mammy. She sat up quickly and swung her legs round so that they rested on the floor, from there she stood up and threw her robe around her and headed down the corridor, there she stood for a while without a sound, just looking at the closed door wondering if he was asleep. She went to turn the doorknob but her hand froze just over it.
She let out the breath that she had been holding in and dropped her hand. She turned and started to walk back to her bedroom. She wondered to herself what she would say to himself if she did go in. Perhaps she could stand there in the doorway and look at him and cry, just thinking about that made her shiver Rhett would see right through it and divorce her for artfulness.
That morning Rhett was not to be found anywhere. Scarlett was rather relieved as she was going to visit Ashley this morning and that was the last thing she needed was Rhett finding out.
She had been faithful to her promise to Melanie and had gone round there regularly to check everything was all right and had invited Beau round so he could play with Wade and Ella.
"Ashley?" she called from the hall "Ashley? Are you there?" she walked into the drawing room in an attempt to find him.
As she rounded the corner she stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Rhett stood there with Ashley talking. Talking! (Yes you are hearing me right).
They turned from their (ahem) discussion, to where she stood. Rhett arched an eyebrow at her entrance; she could of screamed at him she wanted to hit him (and probably would have done if it weren't for Ashley). Ashley gave her wane smile. Although over Melanie's death sufficiently so to be able to carry on with life without her worrying about coming over and finding him hanging from the staircase (hmmm, that sounded much better in my head), she could tell he was still grieving in his heart and would probably always be. She would never forget Melly and her kindness, and would never forgive herself for the way she had treated her. She sniffed slightly at the thought. It had been sometime since Melly's funeral but Scarlett was still in mourning, despite the black).
She greeted Ashley, and asked after Beau. They exchanged pleasantries for a couple of minutes in which a confirmation that all the children were well and that Ashley him self was coping. Ashley offered Scarlet some Tea and she accepted. He went out into the Kitchen.
Scarlet became suddenly aware of the cold presence of Rhett behind her.
"Mrs Butler…Goodbye."
She stared at him (after she turned round that is).
He bowed and went to leave the room. Just before he left he turned round and said with a sneer, "Give my regards to Mr Wilkes," and left.
A tear rolled down her cheek, and her eyes swelled up. At that moment Ashley came in with three cups of Tea.
"Where'd captain Butler go…" he stumbled as he noticed her lip was trembling "Sca…Scarle…t what's wrong?"
She looked at him, realizing that she was giving way to running into any ones arms and sobbing her heart out, she controlled her lip and shook her head,
"Oh, nothing, Ashley don't worry about me the cold is just getting to me."
He smiled knowing that she wouldn't tell him now even if there were something wrong.
Rhett stalked out of the Wilkes home, he was furious. So she hadn't got over him yet. He threw his stick onto the floor where it hit a cat.
Scarlet said her goodbyes to Ashley and left for home. She sat in the carriage and leaned back. Why had he behaved so? He just left. What could he possible have been talking to Ashley about?
Rhett came home late that night. Scarlet had tried to stay up until he came in but about 1.00 Mammy had shooed her up to bed. There she lay until his footsteps could be heard on the staircase. She heard his steps die away and the click of his door closing.
She got up out of bed and slid her dressing gown over her loose fitting Nightgown and clipped her loose flowing hair back with clips. She walked down the corridor nervous as hell; she didn't know what she was to say. What if he were drunk? When she reached his door she turned the doorknob without any hesitation. There he stood. He turned round at sound of the door. Their eyes locked.
More to come…
Chapter 1
1 Rhett Butler lay awake in bed looking at the ceiling thinking about what he had done.
He had come home just like he promised so that no one would suspect what had happened between Scarlett and him self, but that was the only reason he repeatedly told himself.
He had come through the door kissed her quickly on the cheek in front of Mammy and then gone and unpacked.
He heard a rustle outside the door, after a second he realized what it was and relaxed. Scarlet was paying her nightly visit, outside his door. She would stalk up and down for about half an hour, then give a little sigh and tramped back to her room, he wondered whether one night she would have the courage to come in.
Scarlett lay restlessly in her bed. He had been home for almost a week and still had not shown any sign of change of heart apart from a quick peck on the cheek in front of Mammy. She sat up quickly and swung her legs round so that they rested on the floor, from there she stood up and threw her robe around her and headed down the corridor, there she stood for a while without a sound, just looking at the closed door wondering if he was asleep. She went to turn the doorknob but her hand froze just over it.
She let out the breath that she had been holding in and dropped her hand. She turned and started to walk back to her bedroom. She wondered to herself what she would say to himself if she did go in. Perhaps she could stand there in the doorway and look at him and cry, just thinking about that made her shiver Rhett would see right through it and divorce her for artfulness.
That morning Rhett was not to be found anywhere. Scarlett was rather relieved as she was going to visit Ashley this morning and that was the last thing she needed was Rhett finding out.
She had been faithful to her promise to Melanie and had gone round there regularly to check everything was all right and had invited Beau round so he could play with Wade and Ella.
"Ashley?" she called from the hall "Ashley? Are you there?" she walked into the drawing room in an attempt to find him.
As she rounded the corner she stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Rhett stood there with Ashley talking. Talking! (Yes you are hearing me right).
They turned from their (ahem) discussion, to where she stood. Rhett arched an eyebrow at her entrance; she could of screamed at him she wanted to hit him (and probably would have done if it weren't for Ashley). Ashley gave her wane smile. Although over Melanie's death sufficiently so to be able to carry on with life without her worrying about coming over and finding him hanging from the staircase (hmmm, that sounded much better in my head), she could tell he was still grieving in his heart and would probably always be. She would never forget Melly and her kindness, and would never forgive herself for the way she had treated her. She sniffed slightly at the thought. It had been sometime since Melly's funeral but Scarlett was still in mourning, despite the black).
She greeted Ashley, and asked after Beau. They exchanged pleasantries for a couple of minutes in which a confirmation that all the children were well and that Ashley him self was coping. Ashley offered Scarlet some Tea and she accepted. He went out into the Kitchen.
Scarlet became suddenly aware of the cold presence of Rhett behind her.
"Mrs Butler…Goodbye."
She stared at him (after she turned round that is).
He bowed and went to leave the room. Just before he left he turned round and said with a sneer, "Give my regards to Mr Wilkes," and left.
A tear rolled down her cheek, and her eyes swelled up. At that moment Ashley came in with three cups of Tea.
"Where'd captain Butler go…" he stumbled as he noticed her lip was trembling "Sca…Scarle…t what's wrong?"
She looked at him, realizing that she was giving way to running into any ones arms and sobbing her heart out, she controlled her lip and shook her head,
"Oh, nothing, Ashley don't worry about me the cold is just getting to me."
He smiled knowing that she wouldn't tell him now even if there were something wrong.
Rhett stalked out of the Wilkes home, he was furious. So she hadn't got over him yet. He threw his stick onto the floor where it hit a cat.
Scarlet said her goodbyes to Ashley and left for home. She sat in the carriage and leaned back. Why had he behaved so? He just left. What could he possible have been talking to Ashley about?
Rhett came home late that night. Scarlet had tried to stay up until he came in but about 1.00 Mammy had shooed her up to bed. There she lay until his footsteps could be heard on the staircase. She heard his steps die away and the click of his door closing.
She got up out of bed and slid her dressing gown over her loose fitting Nightgown and clipped her loose flowing hair back with clips. She walked down the corridor nervous as hell; she didn't know what she was to say. What if he were drunk? When she reached his door she turned the doorknob without any hesitation. There he stood. He turned round at sound of the door. Their eyes locked.
More to come…