Bonnie Bird Saviour.
What on earth was that? Kat's head was spinning as she lay there on the dusty floor of the Adam's Family's mansion. She felt disorientated, why was she on the floor?
Jeez that was some weird experience there. Why was it so dark, "I'm blind!" Kat yelled out as she struck out wildly.
"Honey, open your eyes." Although Marina was concerned for the welfare of her only child she couldn't help but smile at the over-the-top style in which Katrina operated.
"Oh… " Kat's eyes opened to find her parents both looking down on her in concern, only in her mother's face Kat detected a hint of amusement. Trust mother to find my lying on the floor of an old stinky fortress-like house amusing.
"Well you gave us quite a scare there Katty," Her dad looked her over as if checking she wasn't bleeding or bruised. Remembering the reason she was lying like an idiot on the floor she sprang up and looked back into the mirror above the fireplace expectantly.
Nothing happened.
She moved closer practically pressing her face up against the mirror. Her own reflection's concentrated look glared back at her.
Her yellow eyes shut and opened again, still nothing. Had she imagined it all? She must have, how else could she explain it? However Kat could still feel the anguish, suddenly angry with herself she turned around and bolted out the door. The last thing she heard as she passed through the front door was her mother's distressed voice following her out, "Katrina!"
Katrina had no idea why she was acting, or reacting this way, she knew not where she was going but her body took her away as if it was on autopilot. For some inane reason tears had sprung to her eyes as she ran, Kat sprinted past the worn down fence running in no particular direction. She stopped suddenly, and not knowing exactly why she looked down. There on the ground before her lay a nest. Why would a bird make its nest on the floor? That's just weird, well that was Europe for you.
Looking closer she noticed that there were four eggs inside, fascinated she knelt down to get an even better look, without warning words formed within her mind. She had no idea from where it came, nor for it's meaning however absently she murmured to herself,
"Bonnie bird, bonnie bird
Wheeling o'er my head
In the middle of the moor
How came you to be dead?
For want of your nest
For want of yours
Bonnie bird, bonnie bird
He did not shoot you, tell me true
But murder you he did
He set a trap to keep yours from you
Yet the promise he kept I bid
Yours is a feather
From a thousand I would know
For bonnie bird, bonnie bird
His love from me like blood did flow"
so engrossed was she with the nest that she hadn't noticed at all her surroundings. Which of course she would have found consisted of even more moor, but at this moment Kat and the eggs weren't alone.
"A lapwings nest. Not very interesting although it looks as though you find it quite fascinating." the voice was smooth with an English accent that Amber would have deemed 'sexy' and Kat could tell with just that one sentence that this guy was… hmmm well to put it lightly… Cocky, you can hear it in their tone the way they talk. It was the same in every country, guys who knew they could have any girl they wanted. Ugh. Katrina had made the mistake of falling for one such guy and had the distinct pleasure of feeling her heart break into a million pieces. Once it had been put back together Katrina resolved to never let another guy get to her again. Not looking up from her study of the little nest feeling suddenly stupid Kat replied, "Yeah, really fascinating. I think I need to make a call to the nearest uh national geographic, if you don't mind." her voice held more then just a little conviction, Who did this guy think he was? Not bothering to look up at the intruder Katrina sat down making a slight whooshing sound on the grass.
"Oh where are my manners, I'm Edward, Edward Linton Earnshaw. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
Sitting down Kat finally decided to look up finding herself having to crane her neck up farther than she had expected. What she saw was quite possibly the most handsome guy she'd ever seen. His blonde hair was neatly trimmed however still wavy enough that it fell into his eyes which were a light blue that seemed to run on electricity, his face looked as if it had been chiselled from stone, he was in a sense a beautifully crafted male, he looked every inch the part of a guy she would normally go, fall and wind up crying for. However despite her abhorrence for beautiful cheating-lying guys, which was the impression she got off of this here 'Edward', it was as if she had once known him before. As strange as it sounded, she felt as though she had seen his face before, heard his voice, felt his touch...
Whoa? What? Making sure that her blush did not make it's way onto her face Kat stared him down defiantly.
He gave Kat an obvious once-over taking his time, his beautiful eyes lingering on her face. His pale complexion, that many girls tried to attain by hiding from the sun, seemed as natural to him as her Californian tan was to her. Just by looking at him Kat would have guessed he was used to being looked at with admiration. He had a nice lean body, and from what Kat could see it was very nice indeed. However what Kat could also see was that everything he was about, was just for show. For a split second she let her guard down, however it didn't take her long to recover. "Peachy, I'm kinda busy here so if you don't mind I'm just going to continue my uh research… thanks."
"Ouch I've never been so blatantly brushed off before." As he said this he actually began to kneel down,
"Well there's a first for everything isn't there…" Why wouldn't he take the hint?
"Yes that's true but I'm fascinated," by now his face was just inches away from hers, his English accent was in a way hypnotic and like a lamb to the slaughter she was being pulled in, "By you.."
Shaking her head clear Kat snapped her head back, "Look, I'm Kat, there's my name now go away."
"Is that what you really want?" His eyes were mocking and Kat remembered exactly why it was she swore off beautifully crafted guys, very frostily she replied, "Exactly, now take the hint and go buy yourself a clue."
"Oh come on.." he pressed on, what did he want anyhow? However she was saved by a new voice that she was far more grateful for than anything, and all it had to say was,
"She means it Shaw, bugger off."
I am soooooo sorry for how late this update was. I've been unbelievably busy with school work and extra activities that I haven't found time to write. I don't even know if anyone is reading or if there's enough interest for me to continue with this here project. If there is please let me know with a simple review.. Thanks for the first reviews they were great..
