Disclaimer: look on chapter one
Author's note: Sorry for the long wait, but I was struck by writer's block. I am also changing the rating to PG-13 because of a future scene. Don't worry, if you can watch Passions, then you won't really be affected.
Dedication: To all of my reviewers: angel, Cry Me A River, Tara, lovelywhite, FoxCharity Fan, ashes of roses, lilkrissy, and Ivy Crane. Sorry I didn't thank you guys last time, as I said, I was in a hurry. I love you all!
'...' means thoughts
~*~*~*~ means flashbacks
/.../ means very short flashbacks (i.e. conversations)
***~~~*** means scene changes
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In the empty corridor, Gwen gently rocked herself back and forth while clutching her knees tightly to her chest. Though the pain she felt in her heart still burned with a hated passion, her tears of both anger and sorrow have finally stopped falling from her red, swollen eyes. At first she had been angry, with Fox for his self-centered thoughts, with her mother for her pressure, with herself for falling into this mess. Then came the sadness, the self-pity. There she was, face to face with him, both confessing their undying love for each other. He was willing to forgive her for her betrayal, and start again the happiness that they knew in each other's arms. Yet, she threw it all away. And for what reason? Because she couldn't forgive him for what he's done? She couldn't believe how incredibly idiotic she was! Her crime was ten times as worse! She had always known of Fox's envy towards his brother, of how he lived in Ethan's shadow! And now, she, the one thing that Fox thought would always be his and Ethan could never touch, was in a relationship with Ethan!
The chiming of the old grandfather clock broke her train of thought. It was now four o'clock in the morning. Thinking that it would be a good idea to just get a fresh start in the morning, she headed to the room where she stayed when she spent the night at the mansion.
On her way there, she caught sight of Fox's room. The light was out, so he was obviously asleep. She suddenly was compelled to check on him. She just stood there in front of the door, debating whether she should or not. Thinking that she must look like an idiot just standing there, she pushed the door silently open. She made her way over to the side of the bed, and gazed down at the form of her slumbering love. He looked so innocent lying there, so vulnerable. The creases of frustration that were above his eyebrows earlier were now smoothed away. He looked so relaxed, so carefree, so peaceful, as if all of their troubles were finally gone. She gently brushed her hand through his hair, which seemed to be permanently spiked up due to the endless amounts of gel he would pour into it. Her hand ran down his face, and to his cheek. Leaning down, she swiftly gave him the softest of kisses. When she lifted herself up, she saw the blissful smile that now played on his lips. Smiling herself, she took one last look at his handsome face before tiptoeing out of the room.
Closing the door to her room behind her, she leaned against the cool oak wood to sigh in remembrance of the times that she and Fox shared together. They may have not started out as the friendliest of foe, but once their icy cold exteriors were breached, they couldn't be separated.
When she reached her bed, she discovered a single black rose in early bloom on her nightstand. She picked it up, and upon closer inspection, she found that the thorns were gone, so not to prick her fingers. Attached to the stem of the rose, there was a small roll of ivory parchment tied with a scarlet ribbon. Unfurling the parchment, she immediately recognized Fox's neat, loopy handwriting. The message read:
If the scorn of your bright eyne
Have power to raise such love in mine,
Alack, in me what strange effect
Would they work in mild aspect!
Whiles you chid me, I did love;
How then might your prayers move!
He that brings this love to thee
Little knows this love in me;
And by him seal up thy mind,
Whether that thy youth and kind
Will the faithful offer take
Of me and all that I can make,
Or else by him my love deny,
And then I'll study how to die.
As You Like It (IV, iii)
Gwen bowed her head as yet more tears slid down her face. His words cut her like the edge of a knife. 'Fox was always cruel when he wanted revenge, and now I am his latest victim.' She could have never thought that he would tarnish the wonderful memories of their romance. 'At first he used this game to sweep me off my feet, and now he plays it once more to break my heart.'
Deciding that it was best that she not stay in this house any longer, she quickly changed out of her pajamas and slipped on a pair of black pants and a lavender sweater with a strip of navy blue and white on the sleeves. Grabbing her purse, she rushed out the door and made her slow journey home.
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I was never good at this poetry stuff, so sorry if the Shakespeare quote didn't exactly fit. I also need more poems/quotes, so if anyone can help me out, then please do.
Author's note: Sorry for the long wait, but I was struck by writer's block. I am also changing the rating to PG-13 because of a future scene. Don't worry, if you can watch Passions, then you won't really be affected.
Dedication: To all of my reviewers: angel, Cry Me A River, Tara, lovelywhite, FoxCharity Fan, ashes of roses, lilkrissy, and Ivy Crane. Sorry I didn't thank you guys last time, as I said, I was in a hurry. I love you all!
'...' means thoughts
~*~*~*~ means flashbacks
/.../ means very short flashbacks (i.e. conversations)
***~~~*** means scene changes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the empty corridor, Gwen gently rocked herself back and forth while clutching her knees tightly to her chest. Though the pain she felt in her heart still burned with a hated passion, her tears of both anger and sorrow have finally stopped falling from her red, swollen eyes. At first she had been angry, with Fox for his self-centered thoughts, with her mother for her pressure, with herself for falling into this mess. Then came the sadness, the self-pity. There she was, face to face with him, both confessing their undying love for each other. He was willing to forgive her for her betrayal, and start again the happiness that they knew in each other's arms. Yet, she threw it all away. And for what reason? Because she couldn't forgive him for what he's done? She couldn't believe how incredibly idiotic she was! Her crime was ten times as worse! She had always known of Fox's envy towards his brother, of how he lived in Ethan's shadow! And now, she, the one thing that Fox thought would always be his and Ethan could never touch, was in a relationship with Ethan!
The chiming of the old grandfather clock broke her train of thought. It was now four o'clock in the morning. Thinking that it would be a good idea to just get a fresh start in the morning, she headed to the room where she stayed when she spent the night at the mansion.
On her way there, she caught sight of Fox's room. The light was out, so he was obviously asleep. She suddenly was compelled to check on him. She just stood there in front of the door, debating whether she should or not. Thinking that she must look like an idiot just standing there, she pushed the door silently open. She made her way over to the side of the bed, and gazed down at the form of her slumbering love. He looked so innocent lying there, so vulnerable. The creases of frustration that were above his eyebrows earlier were now smoothed away. He looked so relaxed, so carefree, so peaceful, as if all of their troubles were finally gone. She gently brushed her hand through his hair, which seemed to be permanently spiked up due to the endless amounts of gel he would pour into it. Her hand ran down his face, and to his cheek. Leaning down, she swiftly gave him the softest of kisses. When she lifted herself up, she saw the blissful smile that now played on his lips. Smiling herself, she took one last look at his handsome face before tiptoeing out of the room.
Closing the door to her room behind her, she leaned against the cool oak wood to sigh in remembrance of the times that she and Fox shared together. They may have not started out as the friendliest of foe, but once their icy cold exteriors were breached, they couldn't be separated.
When she reached her bed, she discovered a single black rose in early bloom on her nightstand. She picked it up, and upon closer inspection, she found that the thorns were gone, so not to prick her fingers. Attached to the stem of the rose, there was a small roll of ivory parchment tied with a scarlet ribbon. Unfurling the parchment, she immediately recognized Fox's neat, loopy handwriting. The message read:
If the scorn of your bright eyne
Have power to raise such love in mine,
Alack, in me what strange effect
Would they work in mild aspect!
Whiles you chid me, I did love;
How then might your prayers move!
He that brings this love to thee
Little knows this love in me;
And by him seal up thy mind,
Whether that thy youth and kind
Will the faithful offer take
Of me and all that I can make,
Or else by him my love deny,
And then I'll study how to die.
As You Like It (IV, iii)
Gwen bowed her head as yet more tears slid down her face. His words cut her like the edge of a knife. 'Fox was always cruel when he wanted revenge, and now I am his latest victim.' She could have never thought that he would tarnish the wonderful memories of their romance. 'At first he used this game to sweep me off my feet, and now he plays it once more to break my heart.'
Deciding that it was best that she not stay in this house any longer, she quickly changed out of her pajamas and slipped on a pair of black pants and a lavender sweater with a strip of navy blue and white on the sleeves. Grabbing her purse, she rushed out the door and made her slow journey home.
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I was never good at this poetry stuff, so sorry if the Shakespeare quote didn't exactly fit. I also need more poems/quotes, so if anyone can help me out, then please do.