Okay! So here is a new chapter of my new story, and it is longer than the last one. I hope you like it and I hope you review!
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Pirate-on-Fleet-Street : The start of the chapter is a flash-forward type of dream that Juliet and Will are having.
Love Story Chapter 2
"I will have to go back eventually. He won't give up the search so easily." I mumbled while closing my eyes, shading them from the bright, blinding sun. I didn't enjoy the sun trying to blind me like this.
"Then let him come but I am not giving you up." I smiled and sat up, supporting my body on my arms, and looked over at him. His dark brown hair fell into his breathtaking eyes, which held a possessive look. He was so protective lately, protective and possessive. I knew that he was protective and possessive because of them. He didn't want the same thing to happen to me; he didn't want to lose me.
"I'm not letting you go. He will have to kill me before that happens." I furrowed my brows at him and turned my face away from him. He knows how I feel when he talks like that, and he knows that I don't like it.
"Don't say that. You already came close to death, don't invite it back again." I whispered to him quietly, keeping my voice low and under control. I was not going to let him know that I was close to tears. He didn't need to know that.
"I didn't mean to upset you. I'm only telling you that there is nothing that he can do to take you away from me." I sat still and rigid until I felt a gentle kiss being placed on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and leaned back into him when he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You mean the world to me." I turned my head and faced him, giving him a skeptical look.
"I thought that she meant the world to you? That's why you went through all of that." I asked him sadly, remembering the way he looked at her not so long ago. The way he looked at her nearly broke my heart, knowing that I wasn't the one he had desired.
"She's in love and married." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I removed his arms from around my waist and stood up. Without looking at him or acknowledging that he was still there, I started to walk away from him, feeling nausea wash over me.
He still loved her, he still thought of her and he still longed after her. He would still choose her over me; he would still die for her. I was just a replacement for her, even though I never could be. He just wanted someone to occupy the empty space.
"Juliet! Juliet!" I ignored him and felt my heart being tugged on. I closed my eyes angrily and clenched my jaw. I could hear him calling after me, I knew that he was going to follow me and try and explain.
"I don't need your explanations. I know how you really feel, and I know who you really want." I whispered quietly, knowing my voice would betray me.
"Juliet…" I felt his hand grab my arm and without skipping a beat, I ripped my arm away from his hand and spun around. I gave him my best glare, through flowing tears, and felt anger flow through me.
"I know who you really desire! I know that you still love her! I am not going to stay here and let you play me like a fiddle! I love you Will, I really do. But your heart doesn't belong to me." I told him, watching as he remained silent.
I took a step away from him and turned around, and covered my mouth with my hand. I let out sob after sob, feeling my heart being pulled more and more with every step I took away from him.
"You look lovely Miss." I snapped out of my daze and smiled at one of the soldiers that were passing by. I tried to remain enthusiastic about this social event, but it was hard to be enthusiastic. I had so much on my mind that it really made it hard to concentrate.
"Juliet!" I heard my mother calling my name and, due to habit, I made my way to her immediately. I made my way over to her, keeping my polite smile plastered on my face, with my head held high.
"Juliet, you look stunning." I heard Mr. Mathews tell me before he placed a gently kiss on my hand. I tried my hardest not to sneer and pull my hand away but with my mother watching so closely, I knew that I couldn't do that.
"Thank you, Mr. Mathews." I smiled as I was instructed by my mother, making sure that I didn't mess anything up. The courtship and eventual marriage that was going to take place, was important to my family and I couldn't mess it up. I had to make sure things went accordingly.
"You are such a sight Juliet. I imagine that you have many suitors." I glanced over at my mother unsure how to answer this question. Was I supposed to lie or tell him the truth? Would be offended if I said that I only had a few?
"Juliet has some suitors but none are as right for her as you are Mr. Mathews." My mother answered for me, in calm, collected voice. My mother, unlike me, had no problem lying to anyone to make our family seem more important.
"Just as well, there are many men here that act like they can take care of a beautiful woman. But they know nothing of the sort. They do not know how important it is to protect a beautiful woman once she is yours. I can promise you Juliet that once we are wed, no on that I deem unsafe will be able to speak to you." Mr. Mathews smiled at me and he kissed my hand again.
I forced a smile and tried not to show how uncomfortable I was in this situation. He was talking about me like I was a possession that he could own instead of a woman. I was like a brand new toy to him, shiny and wonderful, something that he could possess and keep to himself. I was just an object to him…
"I beg your pardon Miss Juliet, but I must go and do some business." I nodded politely and bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from flinching when he kissed my hand. There were no romantic feelings for him, and it just felt wrong for him to be placing kisses on my hand.
I wanted to get married to someone who would love unconditionally. I wanted to marry someone who would treat me like a wife, not a possession. But being a woman high in society, you often didn't marry for love; instead you married someone with wealth and power.
"Stop day dreaming Juliet! You are lucky that I carried the conversation for you otherwise Mr. Mathew's wouldn't be interested anymore." My mother seethed at me and she grabbed my arm, digging her nails into my skin. I bit my lip and tried not to cry out and draw attention to the situation.
"You don't want to mess this up do you?" My mother seethed in my ear quietly, making sure no one was around to hear.
"No mother." I answered her lightly, my voice wavering slightly. I felt my mother remove her hand from my arm and I sighed a breath of relief now that the pain was over.
I saw my mother look at me before she turned around and walked away from me. I knew that she was going to go and gossip with other wives of business men. I knew that she was, once again, trying to make our family seem more important than others. She was once again, trying to choose my life for me but this time, she was succeeding.
Authors Note:
So here's a new chapter, which is longer than the other one. Anyone getting anxious to see Will? Anyone want him to be in the next chapter or have a POV? Let me know! Please review!
