Queen Of Hearts
A/N: I am an idiot. I have forgotten about the allotted time that the Document Manager thing gives an author before it deletes a story. Therefore, I have no idea what happens in my stories- I need help! Any of my old readers, I need help in remembering the right events as they happen and that is it! So, for a chapter or two- things may be worst (or better) until someone sends me a message of the basic storyline(yes, I have that bad of a memory). So this chapter will be pure fandom/filler.
.:.Two Months Later(sometime in the fall).:.
"ll mio dio!(1)" Screamed Maddie as she opened the door to the little Massimo's room, but wasn't expecting to come face-to-face with a pile of cloths. Elizabeth's room was the biggest mess she had ever laid eyes on and this was rediculous!
How can a big mess like this come from a little girl like Lisabeth?!
The principessa(2)'s room looked as if a hurricane errupted and threw all the cloths into the middle, pilling up to Maddie's chest. While watching her footfalls, Maddie stepped around the room in search of the mistress, only to come up to a pale foot sticking out of the back of the clothing pile.
"Ma'am" Maddie's voice was questioning and low as she eye'd the foot twitch and the toes wiggle. Just before the foot had the time to be pulled into the pile, Maddie grabs and yanks the foot as hard as she could only to fall flat on her bum, while holding a foot!
Her shrill scream rang through out the house only to que Babo to slam the door open. His eyes first glanced at the clothing and then to Maddie, then to the severed foot, Maddie again and then quickly back to the foot. His face lost all color as he watched a drop of red liquid drip from the foot,
"Che diavolo(3)?!"
"I don't know Sir! I just came here to tell Ma'dam that she had a visitor and, and a-"
A giggle slipped from the clothing and Elizabeth's head popped out from the top. Her hair was in disarray as her giggles continued, her American humor still being questioned.
"What is wrong with you!?" Babo commanded irratibly.
His temper had quickly sky-rocketed and he easily yanked his step daughter out from the clothing. Maddie could see it in his eyes that he wanted blood, figurativly or physically, it didn't matter but Maddie was frightened.
In bewteen laughs, Elizabeth tried to explain herself that it was just a joke and that the foot that Maddie still held was fake with syrup mixed with food coloring for the blood. Before Babo would do anything that he could probably regret, he puts Elizabeth on her feet and storms out of her room, while screaming some choice words.
I know, I shouldn't play those kinds of tricks on the adults but Scipio gave me the slip again! He seems to be doing that quite often now that I think about it...
I sigh as I walked barefoot through the market, my mind was wondering elsewhere as my eyes looked to the sky. So boring...why can't something fun or interesting happen? Why can't I-
"Watch it" came a harsh female voice after I collided with something hard.
Dazed and confused, my eyes meet with a pair of cold brown eyes that seemed to hold murderous intent to me. Now that I think of it, today just sounds like a day for me to tick someone off, right? The women to whom I had knocked over wasn't really tall, in fact- giving her a second look over, this lady with scary eyes looked younger since she wasn't carrying her bag of fruit anymore.
"Are you retarded or what? Staring isn't a healthy obsession" she shot at me as she reached for some of the fruits that had fallen out of her bag,
"Dumb turistico(4), never watches where they go," she muttered on, completly ignoring me, and walks off.
"...Man, I hope i never see her again." The cold shutter down my spine spoke otherwise.
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The city of Venice truely was a sight to see, to sit on the rooftops and gaze out as the sun was just about to set, too bad no one is watching it! The padding of feet echoed through the town square as Elizabeth and a group of tourist kids ran through a flock of birds, sending them to the skies in a barrage of feathers. Many of the adults frowned upon this and many were whispering their dissatisfaction.
"What an irresponsible way to act..."
"...What would her parents think?"
Elizabeth and the other kids continued their games until the shadows seemed to swallow up the familes and the kids one by one until all but Elizabeth was left, and without the laughter of the kids, the deadening sounds of lonelyness began to sink in. She frowned as she looked around, suddenly realizing that everyone was gone(even the birds) but, as she made her way through the streets; the lights seemed to flick on to light her way home.
"Hey, wait for me!"
A wavering voice called out to Elizabeth only for her to turn just in time for a child to run right through her and onto the streets ahead. The child ran to catch up to someone ahead but to Elizabeth, the fading child only ran in place.
"Come on sweetie," a softer, comforting voice echoed back. The figure seemed to get closer as the child ran towards it, the features became clearer with each step the child took until Elizabeth could clearly see that this was a precious memory of her mother. Her mom; so warm and sweet that being in the mere precense of her would make you smile.
"Mommy!" the child jumped into her mothers' waiting embrace and began to cry. Her mother cooed as she stroke the childs hair, knowing just what to do.
"What happened sweetie?" She questioned, only to get a response of,
"Th-they said I co-ouldn't play!" The child wailed into her mommie's pedicoat as her shoulders heaved with her sobs.
Elizabeth stared at the scene, unmoved by time and unaware of the surroundings around her, she didn't even notice the figure standing behind her as her eyes continued to gaze.
"Aw, why not Elizabeth?"
"Be-" she hiccuped, "-cause they said girls can't play!"
The mother only smiled warmly before pulling her child away slowly as to get a look at her face. Her mom began to wipe the last of the remaining tears from the child's cheeks before she gave a curt laugh,
"Honey, those boys are just scared because they know you would kick their butts!" Blunt, right?
The mother and child shared the same grin for a moment before they stood up and grabbed eachother's hand,
"Mommy, don't be mad but I told one of the boys that they hit like a girl" the child looked up to her mother, who had paused in mid step only to bust out laughing and shake her head
"Good girl. Now, lets get some ice cream before daddy gets home."
Elizabeth exhaled shakingly, just noticing that she was holding it the entire time as she wipes her face of the stray tear that was running down her cheek. She truely missed her mommy and was surprised that such a memory would come to the surface after so many years of repressing them. A sob escaped her lips as she held herself, wishing that the memory would go away; only to gasp that another set of hands snaked around her waist and chest to bring her close into the tight chest behind her.
"Are you okay" a familiar voice whispered in my ear that sent chills down my spine.
I turn my head to look behind me and smile at Prosper.
"Hey stranger, haven't seen you in town for a while" He lets go of me and adjusts his hoodie long enough for me to gather my composure.
"Sorry Prosper, I've just been busy today. Sorry you had to see that-"
"-See what exactally?" Prosper tilted his head in confusion and raised an eyebrow,
"I was having a memory play before my eyes, it just made me remember that I truely miss my mommy"
Prosper looked away from me for the moment before looking back up with a sad smile, he knew what I was going through. I looked around and noticed it was completly dark out and that I must of been standing here for a while,
'I must look like an idiot'
"Hey, I know that this might be sudden and all but," Prosper paused for the moment and shuffled his feet nervously before speaking in a hushed tone, "would you like to crash at the Stella? Since it's so late and all..."
Truely, Prosper was a sweet boy...
"I'm sorry Prop, but I can't trouble you that much! Please tell Bo I might stop by tomorrow." With that said, I turnned on a dime and ran in the direction of the house; a new emotion burned within my chest that fueled me to continue on with the life that I have. The memory of my mother and me gave off a sense that one day, I too will be comforting someone special and I will just have to wait and see what life does to me.
A/N: Ok, I think this is an okay way to end the chapter- I was thinking for a moment to end the entire series here but that wouldn't be any fun now would it? No... Okay I did use some italian so here is the translattions for them;
1 ll mio dio- My God
2 principessa- princess(duh)
3 Che diavolo- what the hell
4 turistico- tourist
Well, Ratings are like Chocolate(and im addicted to sweets)