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I'm so sorry for the late update but seriously, writing a fanfic over Christmas is so hard (wouldn't recommend it) so yeah. I hope this is okay and I hope you guys enjoy it. I'm going to let the story run over 'til the new year because I'm the worst updater ever! I'm so sorrryyyy! I think I may just cry. A little. This chapter is rushed so I apologise in advance.

Disclaimer:- I do not own any of the Pride and Prejudice characters. Unfortunately.

Chapter 2

Previously:

"Don't let him ruin your Christmas Lizzie."

I wait for the soft click and sigh. The tears that were on the verge of spilling, were now free. They slowly fall from my eyes onto my cheek.

"It's too late, he already has." I breathe. My eyes flutter to a close and I sigh.

…. ….

"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart

But the very next day, You gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special"

"Come on Lulu, eat the tuna, come on, eat it". I wave the can under Lulu's nose but she doesn't respond. I frown with a small shrug and move on back to the news.

"The weather forecast for this week is snow, snow and more snow. Temperatures will reach a shocking -35oc on Tuesday, Christmas morning. Residents are advised to stay in their homes and lodges until the blizzard passes. Merry Christmas and a happy new year. Back to you Steve…"

"Arghh man"

"What is it Lizzie?" Jane looks up from her freshly painted red nails. She gently blows her left hand while fanning her right.

"There's gonna be a storm tomorrow, on Christmas day."

"Yeah? So?"

"It means we can't leave the lodge"

Jane waves her hand on. I sigh and jump up off the sofa and rest my hands on my hips.

"It means Jane that I'm going to be stuck in the lodge for around two days, with Mama. With no breaks and no fresh air." My mouth suddenly feels dry and all the possible snowed in situations with my mother flickr through my mind. My eyes widen along with Jane's.

"Oh dear God no!" Jane gently puts down her nail polish and shuts the door.

"Okay, Lizzie before you do anything just breathe in and breathe out."

I shake my head as my hands grabs Jane's, searching for calm and relaxed thoughts.

"You're really gonna blow aren't you?" Jane winces and slowly puts her hands over her ears.

Taking this as confirmation I let go.

"Kitty, put it down!" Jane sighed as she looked at the price tag. "You can't afford it. You've already spent most of your allowance."

"But Janeeeeeeyy, you haven't spent all of yours yet. If I could just have a small loan –"

"Kitty, no. I'm sorry but I need the cash too." Jane rolled her eyes at Kitty as she began to mumble.

"Why are we here again anyway and why did papa give us an allowance and not just his debit card? I mean we are rich, why can't we just enjoy being rich?" Kitty moaned.

I groan allowed because at least every month, Kitty throws this same tantrum over and over again.

"Because Kitty, Jane and I have a certain younger sibling who just doesn't understand that you do have to work for things in life and that it won't happen at the snap of your fingers. Plus do you realise how much your art equipment actually costs? You get the best of the best if you didn't already know and –"

"Wait where's Jane?" Kitty spun round searching the small boutique.

"Hmm, I don't know" I reply distractedly as I finger a soft blue turtleneck.

"Ooh la la. Jane has scored" giggles Kitty.

"What?" I follow Kitty's finger and let out a little chuckle.

"Well if it isn't Charlie Bingley himself"

"Who?" squealed Kitty.

"The guy Jane has been texting for the last four days. I mean seriously she's never off her phone these days."

"Not bad I have to admit, on a scale of one to ten, I give him a 7"

"Why? He's not that bad"

"I know but I'm into the bad boy kind of guys, you know what I mean?" Kitty winks and pouts.

"You maybe into that type but papa certainly isn't"

We both let out a laugh. We watch Jane and Charlie for a while and they resume shopping.

Ten minutes later they are still in the same spot and you sense rather than se Kitty grinning. Mischievously.

"I have an idea"

Kitty slowly creeps up behind a rack of coats near to Charlie and Jane. It's far enough that Jane can't see her but close enough for her to hear. I reluctantly follow. We crouch down and peep through the coats.

"Kitty, we can't do this!"

"Come on Lizzie. They've been at it for 10 minutes and I'm bored" Kitty huffed and slowly peeped over the rack.

I quickly yank her down by her scarf.

"And what if we get caught?"

"And what if we don't?" She wiggles her eyebrows and lets out a huge smile.

She slowly rises again and giggles. I roll my eyes at the stupidity of it all but I had to admit, I was enjoying myself a little. Just a little.

Kitty gasps.

"Ssssshhhh" I hiss. "What is it?

"Just a really fit guy!"

"What do you call fit?" I peep up curious by Kitty's new fascination.

Wow he is fit. He's tall dark and handsome. Not bad. Not bad at all.

Kitty gently fans herself as her cheeks redden, "Wowza"

"What about Jane and Charlie?"

"Their talking about a party… he's invited Jane… and she's asked if she could bring us!

Kitty squealed excitedly.

"Sssshhh!" I grab her by the waist and pull her down into my arms. I clasp my hand over her mouth before she could make another sound.

Silence.

"So who do we have here?"

I quickly let go of Kitty and gather myself together. I jump at the sudden hand in front of my face.

"Need a hand?"

I look up to find Mr Tall, Dark and Handsome looking down on me with a smirk and cocked eyebrow. I gently place my hand in his only to find my waist wrapped in his strong, very strong, arm. As he gently lifts me back to my feet, he lets out a small chuckle. His breath tickles my ear which sends a shiver down my spine.

"Err… thanks" I whisper feeling slightly out of breath.

"So, who are you?" he asked with a small grimace. His gaze slowly raked over me and settled on my eyes.

"Elizabeth, but everyone calls me Lizzie" I reply. I brush out the creases in my jumper and attempt to fix my hair back into place.

Kitty clears her throat

"This is Kitty, my younger sister." Kitty gives a shy wave and

"I'm William Darcy but my friends call me Darcy" he says with a slight nod. His blue eyes narrow slightly at the sight of Kitty who is still frantically fussing over her hair while trying to fix her clothes back into place. He scowls slightly in disgust.

"Is there something I can help you with?" I ask as I step in front of Kitty, giving her some time to gather herself together. I raise an eyebrow and cross my arms.

"I'm certainly not the one who needs help" he retorted.

I glare at him but soften my eyes as Jane and Charlie approach us.

"Hey Lizzie, I was just wondering where you were! I see you've met Charlie's best friend Darcy already. How wonderful!" beamed Jane.

I notice her fingers are entwined with Charlie's.

"Yeah, wonderful" I reply dryly

"Well I think we should be going now, we still need to finish the Christmas shopping" smiled Kitty politely. "It was a pleasure to meet you both".

"Yeah a pleasure" I mumble as I start to follow Kitty back to the entrance of the store. I look up to see Darcy watching me with a strange expression. He catches my gaze and quickly looks away.

"Wait, I'm throwing a Christmas Eve party tonight. Would you girls be interested in going?" Charlie asked nervously. He rubbed the back of his neck and let out a cheesy grin. "Janey said she would go if you girls would come too"

They are so cute together. He is so desperate for her to come so I guess Kitty and I will be going to a party tonight. It can't be so bad, Charlie is a cool guy. I dunno about that William dude, he keeps staring at me. The freak. The party will be a good way to take my mind off things, off Wickham.

"Yeah we would love to" I grin. I watch Janey's smile grow wider as if that was any way possible. Charlie nods eagerly and smiles warmly at Jane. She blushes slightly and giggles.

I feel Darcy's gaze on me and I turn to face him. He looks startled and before he can regain his composure, I raise my eyebrows questioningly.

I'm gonna have a tough time figuring this guy out.

He finally turns away and walks the other direction.

"Lizzie are you ready yet?" Jane called from the bottom of the stairs. Her hair twisted and her make-up applied, Jane was ready and eager to meet Charlie.

"Nearly!"

"But Papaaaa! Please can I go? I'm not too young!" Kitty whined. She hasn't shut up since we got back and told papa.

"Oh be quiet Catherine for heaven's sake! I am an old tired man, leave me be child!" groaned Papa. He refocuses his eyes on his train collection as he begins to reassemble the models together.

"But Papa!" shrieked Kitty.

Kitty throws herself into te sofa sobbing while Jane frowns. "I'll take pictures Kitty and I'll even try and bring you back a small treat if you like"

Kitty sniffed and nodded in reply.

Jane gently places a kiss upon her forehead and calls for me again.

"Come on Lizzie! We're going to be late".

"Alright, I'm here".

I walk into the lounge to find papa absorbed into his train collection, mama fawning over Jane's beauty and Kitty's sniffling.

Jane does look beautiful I have to admit. Her new outfit looked stunning on her. The dress has a navy sweetheart bustier with a sheer lace overlay and a cream chiffon skirt with a dipped hem. With her flawless legs on display, Charlie's bound to fall head over heels for her.

I frown at my dress in comparison. A green ivy coloured skater dress with fitted a bodice and mid-length sleeves. According to Jane it matches my eyes.

"Lizzie" mama whispers. She has this look in her eyes I've never seen before. Pride? She gently cups her small frail hands around my face. "You look beautiful" she breathes. She places a small kiss on my forehead and smiles.

"Thanks mama." I smile shyly before picking up my small black clutch.

"Well I guess we're set then" Jane grins. She hops out the door towards the car.

I grip onto my fur coat, and let out a nervous breath I didn't realise I had even been holding. As I step out to follow her, papa raises his head!

"Be careful Lizzie! And don't forget about the storm!"

"I won't!" I call back and flash a quick smile to my mother and Kitty who had finally gotten off the sofa to wave us goodbye.

"Have a good time my cherubs! And bring back a husband" she shrieked.

I pray to God she was joking.