Hey readers! This is my first fanfic! Yay! Okay... the usual procedure:
Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me (I wish!) and never will. It belongs to
Naoko and whatever company she granted right to. I, on the other hand
are among all those poor starving authors who write fanfiction and don't
earn money off it. Anyway... don't copy my story or you're going to pay!
(laughs hysterically).
To prevent flames on me, I just want to say that this story is inspired
my Judith Michael's "Sleeping Beauty". A good read, too! Don't worry,
You probably are sick of my babbling now, so on with the story! On yeah,
one more thing, this is rated PG13 - R (more PG13, though. Just watch
for some parts).
Falling Chapter 1 by Angelica (that's me! ^_^) sailoryaoli@hotmail.com
Rated: PG 13 - R
note : indicates thoughts
Wish upon a falling star...
I wonder where you are...
Do I ever cross your mind...
In the warm sunshine...
LFO "Girl On T.V"
Serena Thorten was not unknown to fame. She was from a prominent
family of wealth and fame. Money held no worth to her. She was young
at 25 and already rich. The media mentions her countless times in the
news, commenting her as a high-rising star. Indeed, she was becoming
a celebrity, first as a model and then as an actress. But, dear reader,
there is more to Serena than her flashing smile, wonder body and wealth.
A young woman walked down the hallway to her apartment located
in one of the most wonderful and expensive buildings in the heart of
New York City. She sighed, slipping off her shoes. They were lime strappy
sandals with an incredible heel. And they hurt. So this is the life
of a supermodel, she thought grimly, staring at her room full of coffee
mugs everywhere. A mess was an understatement. She slipped off her
jacket and flopped unto her pale cream sofa. Her apartment was elegant,
the colors mainly cream and beige, but light pink and peach can also
be spotted. Feeling the need for a shower, she decided to walk to her
bathroom, but stopped. A letter caught her eye. It was from her cousin
Mina. That was strange... for Mina hadn't written in half an year. In
fact, except for Mina, she hadn't contacted her family at all. Why
did Mina write? Deciding that her shower can wait, Serena opened
her letter. Her face paled as she read it. She was informed that
her father had died. Mina begged Serena to attend the funeral. Serena
frowned, not sure of what she should do. She didn't want to see her
family again, not after... but she would have wanted there to bid her
father goodbye. She already regretted not attending her mother's funeral.
This is too much she thought I need to think.
It was cold and dark. Serena opened her eyes. She felt her hair,
surprised to find it in the old odango style she used to wear...
before she ran away. This was strange and she was confused. She was
in her old room again, and in her old nightgown. There was knock
on the cherry wood door. Her heart began to pound. It was just like
before...
"Serena?" A soft voice murmured. She recognized it immediately.
It was her uncle, James Thorten. Oh god... no, she though, feeling small.
She gripped her sheets around her body. James opened the door and quietly
closed the door, locking it. He was a handsome man with sharp, but evil
looking eyes and light brown hair. he smiled slyly and went over to her,
giving her a hug. He stroked her hair and smiled again. Serena shuddered.
This dream is too real... it's like she's reliving one of the many nights.
James haunted her life for years, starting at age 13.
"Honey... take off your gown," James commanded softy, a voice that
sent chills down her back. Serena's eyes bulged and she complied, out of
fear.
"That's a good girl." James whispered, planting a hungry kiss on her
neck. His hands brushed against her bra and he undid them. By then, Serena
was quite flat, probably a small A. His cold and hard hands stroked them.
"Do you want to please your uncle?" It was a question that he asked
everyday. He had taught her to say yes, which is what she did.
"Now, take off those lovely panties." Again, Serena complied. James
grinned coldly, stroking her.
"Spread them," he said... and all was dark.
Serena screamed, waking up from her dream. She felt tears running
down her face. She had been dreaming again. Sighing, she got up and looked
at her red eyes. Does she really want to face James again? All those
years... how they seemed to slip by... How could she face them? Serena stared
at the mirror, her eyes glazed as she took an adventure into the painful
past...
It happened in her family's rose garden. She was nearing 13, and
still a short 5 feet. Little did she know James had his eyes on her a long
time ago. His eyes always watched her with hunger, his cold deep brown eyes
surveying her body. She was a desirable girl and they were having a picnic
that day. Serena, silly Serena, decided to venture to their family's rose
garden.
"Sere... lunch!" Ilene, her mother yelled out. However, her daughter
was beyond reach.
"I'll get her..." James replied, smiling at his brother, Ken.
"Thanks..." Ilene said, her eyes shone with adoration. She obviously
loved James. In fact, everybody does. He's known to be charming and witty.
The man walked away and found Serena staring at a particularly
beautiful pink rose bush. James wrapped Serena onto his lap, letting her
feel his hardness. She didn't seem to notice. he frowned an spun around her,
clamping his hard lips upon her own. His tongue probed further. The child
trembled under his touch. He smirked, deepening it...
Serena had stared at the ceiling for quite a while now. She sighed,
telling herself to stop being trapped in the past. It's over. But she
can't believe the humiliation it caused her. He came to her every night
afterwards, forcing her into doing obscene things. It ruined her life.
Her confidence and grades plummeted. She faked reassurance to her family,
but remained distant. Over and over she told herself that it was her fault.
She had allowed herself to do this. Unwillingly, Serena had let her mind
slip again...
"Father, Uncle James... touches me," she whispered. That was the
night she decided to tell them... Forks dropped and several pairs of eyes
turned to her own blue ones. Serena felt her breath quicken. She regretted
telling them. She wished that she could take that back.
"What do you mean?" Her father asked sharply, not believing his ears.
His azure blue eyes stared at his only child. He knew she had been different
from the other children, but he never expected her to make up a sick joke
like that. But he looked at her face once more, studying her. They seemed
to be honest. How? Why? He never liked his brother... too sweet and sly
for his taste, but he believed him to be a good person.
"Nothing," Serena stuttered, feeling tiny with her family's piercing
stares. She wished that the floor will suck her up and bury her. In a
haste,
she pushed her chair backwards and was out of the dinning room.
James felt a surge of panic. For the first time of his life, he
lost his cool. He felt the staring of his brother. As he looked back, he
realized that his brother believed Serena. Ilene stared at James in shock.
Time seemed to stop. Right then, James had a feeling that he actually lost.
"She's lying! I would never..." he began, looking at Ilene for
support. She was always the one who clung to his every word. But ever
then, her face's is full of doubt.
"She's almost fifteen..." Ken mentioned casually. "She's already
a young lady." His gaze never left his younger brother. The who family was
in a state of shock.
"I don't believe you all! How could you think that I would harass
a little girl? I love my niece..." James said, feigning hurt. Ilene's face
softened.
"Ken... Serena is a queer child. I don't think..." Ilene began. James
felt a surge of hope.
"Look... trust me... I would NEVER hurt anyone," he declared, proving
that he was an actor deserving to be in the Oscars. He felt his "family"
relax. Even Ken looked doubtful... but he saw Ken's suspicions. His older
brother never did like him much since he always got the attention. Perhaps
he was always jealous of me? Damn him! He still suspects me! James fumed.
His brother was probably the only one he knew who resisted his charms. But
he was the unarguing type... the one that drops all opening to arguments.
He reminded himself to give that brat a piece of his mind later, after he
assured her family.
"I'll talk to Serena," Ilene said and Ken, feeling awkward, decided
not to say anything more on the matter. But deep in his heart, he knew
he had to coax his daughter into admitting the truth. He believed her...
In her bedroom, Serena cried softly. She had heard what they said and
she felt humiliated, betrayed. No one could help her now. She felt scared
and unsafe. James had a way of making a lie appear the truth. He is bound to
punish her. She couldn't think of anything to do except leave. Packing
quickly, she silently walked down the hall. She didn't have a lot of money
with her... probably 100 dollars cash. She crept away from her family,
her heart bitter. She never looked back...
Serena jolted from her trip down the memory lane. She had slipped
twice today and it scared her. She didn't want to remember. But with the
funeral...
Flashback
"Goodnight, Papa," Serena whispered, snug in her warm covers.
"Goodnight, Princess," her father whispered back, tucking her in.
Flashback ends
I loved you, Papa Serena mused to herself. Her name used to be
Angie Sims for protection so her family won't find her. When she was 21
and fresh from college, she reverted her name back to Serena. Family
immediately began to call. But she slammed the phone each time she
heard a relative. Slowly, then gave up hope. She made it clear to them
all that she wished for no contact whatsoever. But now... this funeral...
will change her relationship with the Thortens. Serena knew she wanted
to go. She knew she have to go. Her father was an honorable man and a
great person. She'll show them... she thought. Most of all, she'll
show that bastard uncle of hers.
**********
People were starting to fill the funeral service. Serena was the
last to arrive. She walked down the center aisle, her face cool. There
was murmurs all around as she strutted toward her cousin Mina. Her face
was expressionless, the clicking of her heels over wooden floors echoed the
halls as she made her entrance. Wow... bravo Serena! A great entrance,
she congratulated herself, her inner voice dry.
Behind her, James couldn't believe his eyes. What was that brat
doing here? He was surprised at the hard and mature young woman. She was no
longer soft and naive. Serena looked wise and deadly. He was afraid of her.
Lisa looked at her husband with question. why did he have a scowl? And who
was that girl?
"Serena..." Mina let out a squeak. She stared at her lovely cousin.
Seeing her on T.V was one thing, but seeing her live was another. Her
hair was up in it's two "meatballs" with black ribbons. She had the
most lovely of blue eyes, soft and clear. All in all, she looked elegant,
refined, and sophisticated.
"Who was that?" Darien Shields asked his younger sister, whose eyes
are as wide as saucers.
"I don't believe it! It's Serena Thorten! I saw her on the magazine,
Cosmo, I think. I never thought she'll be here, on her father's funeral!"
Rei Shields said in a hurry, her eyes still pasted to the back of the
blond.
"Isn't she that model who's 25 years old right now? She's pretty
famous.. but what's the surprise? It is her father's funeral..." Darien
reasoned, still confused at the actions of the people seated at the funeral.
"Gosh.. don't you listen to gossip at all?" Rei said in frustration.
Her brother can be so green sometimes. And she turned flabbergasted as she
saw Darien raise his eyebrows, giving her his usual I-don't-care-and-I'm-too
good-for-it look. It was very annoying. She sighed. Her older brother can
be so... arrogant and stuck up and in-your-face.
"Her name is Serena Thorten and she is the black lamb of the Thorten
family. She ran away from her family and refused any contact... except for
her cousin Mina. They write... privately," Rei reported proudly, showing
off her knowledge. She frowned and after her brother murmer "That's nice,"
she glared daggers.
The Funeral went by quickly. Each person gave their speech. Suddenly,
the priest announced that Serena Thorten would like to give one. Again,
silence filled the room. With a light smirk and an impulsive hug from
Mina, she sauntered her way up to the alter.
"My father was a great person. An EXCELLENT judger of character (glares
at James) and a caring man. I am truly sad to see him go. We missed so
many years of memory together. He will always be treasured in our hearts,"
she said calmly.
"Not even one single drop of tear..." Rei mumbled, leaning toward her
older sibling. She is something special... I don't know why, but I have this
feeling...
"Where are you staying, Serena? Mina asked as they stepped out of the
church. It was a lovely day. the skies are perfectly clear and everywhere
showed signs of spring.
"I'm staying at a hotel... why?"
"Well... I was wondering whether you wanted to stay with me. You know...
at my house. I want to catch up with my best friend."
"Um..."
"Oh come on Serena! I've missed you so much!"
"All right..." Serena began, but was stopped by a ribcrushing hug.
"Well... hello Serena." An icy voice said from behind her. Serena
spun around, eyes glaring at James, white-hot flames shown clearly in those
lovely blue eyes. James smirked, looking at her up and down. If she was
beautiful when she was younger, she was a goddess now. Legs that curved to
perfection, a small waist and nice breasts to go with the package. She was
a sensual woman. The blond tresses proved to make her even more sexier.
"Come on Dare. I want to talk with Mina and meet this Serena person,"
Rei demanded, dragging a grimacing Darien behind her.
"Hey Mina!"
"Oh, hey Rei! Meet Serena! My cousin from New York," Mina introduced
cheerfully, glad to break the ice between Serena and James. She grabbed
Serena, who didn't budge. Serena looked furious and wasn't about to give
up. Darien arched an eyebrow in the annoying way that he does, crossing
his arms in front of his chest.
"You are doing well..." Serena commented, her voice hard and
emotionless. Cool eyes examined his expensive Armani jacket and silk
shirt.
"Yes... and so are you. Well, I'll see you at the will reading...
though I doubt you will get anything," he added and Serena looked like she
was ready to kill him.
"Serena... meet my friend Rei. Her brother Darien is the vice president
of Thorten, Inc." Slowly, the blond turned around, ice never leaving her
eyes. I'll definitely give her credit for being beautiful. But she's
icy enough to freeze me over. Darien thought.
"Oh... hello..." Serena said softly, snapping out of her sudden
anger. She held out a graceful hand, one that Rei took.
"Serena!" A voice called out. For the first time, Darien saw the
famous model truly smile. It was incredible. Her face absolutely glowed.
"Ami and Lita!" Serena cried out, obviously pleased. She ran up
to give them a big hug.
"It's been so any years..." Ami began gently. Lita nodded vigorously.
"How are you guys?"
"I'm engaged to Zoicite and Lita is married to Nephrite."
"Amy! I never thought you had it in you! Way to go!"Serena laughed,
teasing her soft-spoken cousin.
"Where are you staying?" Lita chimed in.
"At Mina's house."
"Great! Let's get together someday!" Lita declared, green eyes sparkling.
Her long time friend nodded her head.
Serena sighed. She was content and a bit sad. Her friends are happy
and had lovers of their own. It's like taking a trip back into time.
Into the time when she was still a happy child. Feeling an ache, she wonders
whether she'll find Mr. Right. Ever since she ran away, she had been lonely.
Why am I so sad? She just wanted to be part of their warm circle. She
just wished that her inner demons would go away.
(to be continued in chapter 2)
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Onto the next chapter...
Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me (I wish!) and never will. It belongs to
Naoko and whatever company she granted right to. I, on the other hand
are among all those poor starving authors who write fanfiction and don't
earn money off it. Anyway... don't copy my story or you're going to pay!
(laughs hysterically).
To prevent flames on me, I just want to say that this story is inspired
my Judith Michael's "Sleeping Beauty". A good read, too! Don't worry,
You probably are sick of my babbling now, so on with the story! On yeah,
one more thing, this is rated PG13 - R (more PG13, though. Just watch
for some parts).
Falling Chapter 1 by Angelica (that's me! ^_^) sailoryaoli@hotmail.com
Rated: PG 13 - R
note : indicates thoughts
Wish upon a falling star...
I wonder where you are...
Do I ever cross your mind...
In the warm sunshine...
LFO "Girl On T.V"
Serena Thorten was not unknown to fame. She was from a prominent
family of wealth and fame. Money held no worth to her. She was young
at 25 and already rich. The media mentions her countless times in the
news, commenting her as a high-rising star. Indeed, she was becoming
a celebrity, first as a model and then as an actress. But, dear reader,
there is more to Serena than her flashing smile, wonder body and wealth.
A young woman walked down the hallway to her apartment located
in one of the most wonderful and expensive buildings in the heart of
New York City. She sighed, slipping off her shoes. They were lime strappy
sandals with an incredible heel. And they hurt. So this is the life
of a supermodel, she thought grimly, staring at her room full of coffee
mugs everywhere. A mess was an understatement. She slipped off her
jacket and flopped unto her pale cream sofa. Her apartment was elegant,
the colors mainly cream and beige, but light pink and peach can also
be spotted. Feeling the need for a shower, she decided to walk to her
bathroom, but stopped. A letter caught her eye. It was from her cousin
Mina. That was strange... for Mina hadn't written in half an year. In
fact, except for Mina, she hadn't contacted her family at all. Why
did Mina write? Deciding that her shower can wait, Serena opened
her letter. Her face paled as she read it. She was informed that
her father had died. Mina begged Serena to attend the funeral. Serena
frowned, not sure of what she should do. She didn't want to see her
family again, not after... but she would have wanted there to bid her
father goodbye. She already regretted not attending her mother's funeral.
This is too much she thought I need to think.
It was cold and dark. Serena opened her eyes. She felt her hair,
surprised to find it in the old odango style she used to wear...
before she ran away. This was strange and she was confused. She was
in her old room again, and in her old nightgown. There was knock
on the cherry wood door. Her heart began to pound. It was just like
before...
"Serena?" A soft voice murmured. She recognized it immediately.
It was her uncle, James Thorten. Oh god... no, she though, feeling small.
She gripped her sheets around her body. James opened the door and quietly
closed the door, locking it. He was a handsome man with sharp, but evil
looking eyes and light brown hair. he smiled slyly and went over to her,
giving her a hug. He stroked her hair and smiled again. Serena shuddered.
This dream is too real... it's like she's reliving one of the many nights.
James haunted her life for years, starting at age 13.
"Honey... take off your gown," James commanded softy, a voice that
sent chills down her back. Serena's eyes bulged and she complied, out of
fear.
"That's a good girl." James whispered, planting a hungry kiss on her
neck. His hands brushed against her bra and he undid them. By then, Serena
was quite flat, probably a small A. His cold and hard hands stroked them.
"Do you want to please your uncle?" It was a question that he asked
everyday. He had taught her to say yes, which is what she did.
"Now, take off those lovely panties." Again, Serena complied. James
grinned coldly, stroking her.
"Spread them," he said... and all was dark.
Serena screamed, waking up from her dream. She felt tears running
down her face. She had been dreaming again. Sighing, she got up and looked
at her red eyes. Does she really want to face James again? All those
years... how they seemed to slip by... How could she face them? Serena stared
at the mirror, her eyes glazed as she took an adventure into the painful
past...
It happened in her family's rose garden. She was nearing 13, and
still a short 5 feet. Little did she know James had his eyes on her a long
time ago. His eyes always watched her with hunger, his cold deep brown eyes
surveying her body. She was a desirable girl and they were having a picnic
that day. Serena, silly Serena, decided to venture to their family's rose
garden.
"Sere... lunch!" Ilene, her mother yelled out. However, her daughter
was beyond reach.
"I'll get her..." James replied, smiling at his brother, Ken.
"Thanks..." Ilene said, her eyes shone with adoration. She obviously
loved James. In fact, everybody does. He's known to be charming and witty.
The man walked away and found Serena staring at a particularly
beautiful pink rose bush. James wrapped Serena onto his lap, letting her
feel his hardness. She didn't seem to notice. he frowned an spun around her,
clamping his hard lips upon her own. His tongue probed further. The child
trembled under his touch. He smirked, deepening it...
Serena had stared at the ceiling for quite a while now. She sighed,
telling herself to stop being trapped in the past. It's over. But she
can't believe the humiliation it caused her. He came to her every night
afterwards, forcing her into doing obscene things. It ruined her life.
Her confidence and grades plummeted. She faked reassurance to her family,
but remained distant. Over and over she told herself that it was her fault.
She had allowed herself to do this. Unwillingly, Serena had let her mind
slip again...
"Father, Uncle James... touches me," she whispered. That was the
night she decided to tell them... Forks dropped and several pairs of eyes
turned to her own blue ones. Serena felt her breath quicken. She regretted
telling them. She wished that she could take that back.
"What do you mean?" Her father asked sharply, not believing his ears.
His azure blue eyes stared at his only child. He knew she had been different
from the other children, but he never expected her to make up a sick joke
like that. But he looked at her face once more, studying her. They seemed
to be honest. How? Why? He never liked his brother... too sweet and sly
for his taste, but he believed him to be a good person.
"Nothing," Serena stuttered, feeling tiny with her family's piercing
stares. She wished that the floor will suck her up and bury her. In a
haste,
she pushed her chair backwards and was out of the dinning room.
James felt a surge of panic. For the first time of his life, he
lost his cool. He felt the staring of his brother. As he looked back, he
realized that his brother believed Serena. Ilene stared at James in shock.
Time seemed to stop. Right then, James had a feeling that he actually lost.
"She's lying! I would never..." he began, looking at Ilene for
support. She was always the one who clung to his every word. But ever
then, her face's is full of doubt.
"She's almost fifteen..." Ken mentioned casually. "She's already
a young lady." His gaze never left his younger brother. The who family was
in a state of shock.
"I don't believe you all! How could you think that I would harass
a little girl? I love my niece..." James said, feigning hurt. Ilene's face
softened.
"Ken... Serena is a queer child. I don't think..." Ilene began. James
felt a surge of hope.
"Look... trust me... I would NEVER hurt anyone," he declared, proving
that he was an actor deserving to be in the Oscars. He felt his "family"
relax. Even Ken looked doubtful... but he saw Ken's suspicions. His older
brother never did like him much since he always got the attention. Perhaps
he was always jealous of me? Damn him! He still suspects me! James fumed.
His brother was probably the only one he knew who resisted his charms. But
he was the unarguing type... the one that drops all opening to arguments.
He reminded himself to give that brat a piece of his mind later, after he
assured her family.
"I'll talk to Serena," Ilene said and Ken, feeling awkward, decided
not to say anything more on the matter. But deep in his heart, he knew
he had to coax his daughter into admitting the truth. He believed her...
In her bedroom, Serena cried softly. She had heard what they said and
she felt humiliated, betrayed. No one could help her now. She felt scared
and unsafe. James had a way of making a lie appear the truth. He is bound to
punish her. She couldn't think of anything to do except leave. Packing
quickly, she silently walked down the hall. She didn't have a lot of money
with her... probably 100 dollars cash. She crept away from her family,
her heart bitter. She never looked back...
Serena jolted from her trip down the memory lane. She had slipped
twice today and it scared her. She didn't want to remember. But with the
funeral...
Flashback
"Goodnight, Papa," Serena whispered, snug in her warm covers.
"Goodnight, Princess," her father whispered back, tucking her in.
Flashback ends
I loved you, Papa Serena mused to herself. Her name used to be
Angie Sims for protection so her family won't find her. When she was 21
and fresh from college, she reverted her name back to Serena. Family
immediately began to call. But she slammed the phone each time she
heard a relative. Slowly, then gave up hope. She made it clear to them
all that she wished for no contact whatsoever. But now... this funeral...
will change her relationship with the Thortens. Serena knew she wanted
to go. She knew she have to go. Her father was an honorable man and a
great person. She'll show them... she thought. Most of all, she'll
show that bastard uncle of hers.
**********
People were starting to fill the funeral service. Serena was the
last to arrive. She walked down the center aisle, her face cool. There
was murmurs all around as she strutted toward her cousin Mina. Her face
was expressionless, the clicking of her heels over wooden floors echoed the
halls as she made her entrance. Wow... bravo Serena! A great entrance,
she congratulated herself, her inner voice dry.
Behind her, James couldn't believe his eyes. What was that brat
doing here? He was surprised at the hard and mature young woman. She was no
longer soft and naive. Serena looked wise and deadly. He was afraid of her.
Lisa looked at her husband with question. why did he have a scowl? And who
was that girl?
"Serena..." Mina let out a squeak. She stared at her lovely cousin.
Seeing her on T.V was one thing, but seeing her live was another. Her
hair was up in it's two "meatballs" with black ribbons. She had the
most lovely of blue eyes, soft and clear. All in all, she looked elegant,
refined, and sophisticated.
"Who was that?" Darien Shields asked his younger sister, whose eyes
are as wide as saucers.
"I don't believe it! It's Serena Thorten! I saw her on the magazine,
Cosmo, I think. I never thought she'll be here, on her father's funeral!"
Rei Shields said in a hurry, her eyes still pasted to the back of the
blond.
"Isn't she that model who's 25 years old right now? She's pretty
famous.. but what's the surprise? It is her father's funeral..." Darien
reasoned, still confused at the actions of the people seated at the funeral.
"Gosh.. don't you listen to gossip at all?" Rei said in frustration.
Her brother can be so green sometimes. And she turned flabbergasted as she
saw Darien raise his eyebrows, giving her his usual I-don't-care-and-I'm-too
good-for-it look. It was very annoying. She sighed. Her older brother can
be so... arrogant and stuck up and in-your-face.
"Her name is Serena Thorten and she is the black lamb of the Thorten
family. She ran away from her family and refused any contact... except for
her cousin Mina. They write... privately," Rei reported proudly, showing
off her knowledge. She frowned and after her brother murmer "That's nice,"
she glared daggers.
The Funeral went by quickly. Each person gave their speech. Suddenly,
the priest announced that Serena Thorten would like to give one. Again,
silence filled the room. With a light smirk and an impulsive hug from
Mina, she sauntered her way up to the alter.
"My father was a great person. An EXCELLENT judger of character (glares
at James) and a caring man. I am truly sad to see him go. We missed so
many years of memory together. He will always be treasured in our hearts,"
she said calmly.
"Not even one single drop of tear..." Rei mumbled, leaning toward her
older sibling. She is something special... I don't know why, but I have this
feeling...
"Where are you staying, Serena? Mina asked as they stepped out of the
church. It was a lovely day. the skies are perfectly clear and everywhere
showed signs of spring.
"I'm staying at a hotel... why?"
"Well... I was wondering whether you wanted to stay with me. You know...
at my house. I want to catch up with my best friend."
"Um..."
"Oh come on Serena! I've missed you so much!"
"All right..." Serena began, but was stopped by a ribcrushing hug.
"Well... hello Serena." An icy voice said from behind her. Serena
spun around, eyes glaring at James, white-hot flames shown clearly in those
lovely blue eyes. James smirked, looking at her up and down. If she was
beautiful when she was younger, she was a goddess now. Legs that curved to
perfection, a small waist and nice breasts to go with the package. She was
a sensual woman. The blond tresses proved to make her even more sexier.
"Come on Dare. I want to talk with Mina and meet this Serena person,"
Rei demanded, dragging a grimacing Darien behind her.
"Hey Mina!"
"Oh, hey Rei! Meet Serena! My cousin from New York," Mina introduced
cheerfully, glad to break the ice between Serena and James. She grabbed
Serena, who didn't budge. Serena looked furious and wasn't about to give
up. Darien arched an eyebrow in the annoying way that he does, crossing
his arms in front of his chest.
"You are doing well..." Serena commented, her voice hard and
emotionless. Cool eyes examined his expensive Armani jacket and silk
shirt.
"Yes... and so are you. Well, I'll see you at the will reading...
though I doubt you will get anything," he added and Serena looked like she
was ready to kill him.
"Serena... meet my friend Rei. Her brother Darien is the vice president
of Thorten, Inc." Slowly, the blond turned around, ice never leaving her
eyes. I'll definitely give her credit for being beautiful. But she's
icy enough to freeze me over. Darien thought.
"Oh... hello..." Serena said softly, snapping out of her sudden
anger. She held out a graceful hand, one that Rei took.
"Serena!" A voice called out. For the first time, Darien saw the
famous model truly smile. It was incredible. Her face absolutely glowed.
"Ami and Lita!" Serena cried out, obviously pleased. She ran up
to give them a big hug.
"It's been so any years..." Ami began gently. Lita nodded vigorously.
"How are you guys?"
"I'm engaged to Zoicite and Lita is married to Nephrite."
"Amy! I never thought you had it in you! Way to go!"Serena laughed,
teasing her soft-spoken cousin.
"Where are you staying?" Lita chimed in.
"At Mina's house."
"Great! Let's get together someday!" Lita declared, green eyes sparkling.
Her long time friend nodded her head.
Serena sighed. She was content and a bit sad. Her friends are happy
and had lovers of their own. It's like taking a trip back into time.
Into the time when she was still a happy child. Feeling an ache, she wonders
whether she'll find Mr. Right. Ever since she ran away, she had been lonely.
Why am I so sad? She just wanted to be part of their warm circle. She
just wished that her inner demons would go away.
(to be continued in chapter 2)
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