*~
Thanks for the kind review, Allison, I really apreciate it!
And, as promised, here's chapter two-enjoy!
*~
Warning: This part get's rather disturbing, so read with care.
Btw, '' are written letters.
*~
Reviews: Anyone else reading this story, pleeaase review!*o
*~
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Tears of ink
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Short after dinner, Maxwell had the family, including Niles, settled in his office.
After fidgeting around for a few moments, he decided for the direct approach and announced:
"As you all have no doubt be informed by Niles, Ms. Babcock-C.C.-quit this morning, without further
explination. Still, I think, this note she left, will cast light on the reason, whatever reason that may be."
He opened the letter, pulled out three pages filled with C.C.'s clear writing, cleared his throath, and read:
*~
'Dear Sheffields,
I only wrote this, to say good-bye, because my time with you is over. After nigh on twenty ears(shut up, Niles),'
~the butler looked at the others, and shrugged,~'I decided, I just couldn't take it anymore.
Everyboy can hurt too much, and so I do.
Maxwell, I think, it's too much asked, if you can remember, how I came to be your secretary?
Exactly, I came here, because Sarah recommended me. She used to be my senior in college, and my greatest idol(shut up, Niles!).'
*~
With a loud snap, Niles closed his mouth again, seemingly displeased.
*~
'I am, without exaggeration, rather smart, learning comes to me as easy as breathing, which is why I was sent to study in Oxford by the age of sixteen.
There I met Sarah Cunnington, she was twenty-one, beautiful, talented, compassionate, open-minded and always ready to lend a helping hand.
She was everything I ever wished and hoped to become, and completely devoted to her.
Where she went, I followed.
What happened, you ask? Simple, Sarah introduced me to one of her classmates, at my debutation ball, and I was all head over heels for this guy.
After the first introductions and a few..convenient chance meetings in the hall and library, we started dating.
Time went fast, and between studing and taking exams, there was not much time for privacy.
All that changed short after my eighteenth birthday, when my boyfriend proposed to me-yes, like Ms. Fine, I was engaged.
You can pick up your jaws from the floor, now.
For the duration of the whole next year, I was like floating on a cloud.
We moved together, he finished college among the best five, and I studied harder than before, so I could take my final exams before my twentieth birthday.
I was by far more eager to get married then, than Ms. Fine ever was in the past five months!'
*~
Everyone turned to look incredulous at Fran, who shrugged, and wore her, 'I-have-no-idea-what-she's-talking-about- expression.
Maxwell shook his head and continued.
*~
"Ms. Fine, as you, I was engaged. But whereas your fiancé threw you out of his store, mine threw me down the stairs of our house, when I revealed him, I was pregnant.'
*~
Shocked silence reigned the room, several gulps and gasps could be heard, even as a deadly paleness covered all faces.
The faintest rustle of paper indicated Maxwel's vaguely trembling hands, and he needed three attempts, before he could continue.
*~
'I..I woke in the hospital, my fiancé next to me, crying, telling me something about being too late, to stop the burglar from hurting me, when the doctor came in, and told me, I had lost my child.
My would-be husband acted completely surprised and devastated, claiming, if he had known about my
pregnancy in the first place, he would have married me right away.
Soon, our collective families arrived, listening to him spinning his lye about the masked robber over and over again, how he had come home, seen me struggling with the criminal at the top of the stairs,
how the brute had sent me tumbling down twenty-three steps of cold, polished marble, and used my fiancé's shock and worry about me to escape.'
*~
"That complete, utter son-of-a-bitch!" yelled Margaret, as she shot up from her seat.
Only to plop down again, mumbling an excuse, but nobody chagrined her, because all felt the same way.
*~
'As you can imagine, I called off the engagement the very next day, right after I called my lawyer.
To our families, I explained myself something aming the lines of not being worthy, and how much looking at my husband would hurt me, knowing, I had not been able to protect his heir.
They accepted that, and the only ones, who knew the truth, were him, me, and-Sarah.
I buried myself in my studies, and she helped me, when I sometimes thought, I couldn't take it anymore,or tried to commit suicide.
It was a hard time, for both of us.
And then, once, while I reread E.A. Poe's "Cask of Amontillado", I knew, that revenge was the only way to restore my sanity and self-estem.
He had taken everything away from me, he had killed my baby, he had destroyed my life, my dreams and hopes-
and so I destroyed him.
It was rather easy, really. Since I knew, how he thought and acted, I knew, what to look for.
Perhaps you remember the case of the young, upwardly mobile CEO, who was accused of raping and impregnating a minor, and shot himself, after he was rendered guilty?
The lawyer of the girl was the junior partner of Sarah's family lawyer.'
*~
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As I said, it's a dark, twisted past she has got.
Don't worry, things will lighten up from here(I hope!).
Thanks for the kind review, Allison, I really apreciate it!
And, as promised, here's chapter two-enjoy!
*~
Warning: This part get's rather disturbing, so read with care.
Btw, '' are written letters.
*~
Reviews: Anyone else reading this story, pleeaase review!*o
*~
********************************************************************************
Tears of ink
*~
Short after dinner, Maxwell had the family, including Niles, settled in his office.
After fidgeting around for a few moments, he decided for the direct approach and announced:
"As you all have no doubt be informed by Niles, Ms. Babcock-C.C.-quit this morning, without further
explination. Still, I think, this note she left, will cast light on the reason, whatever reason that may be."
He opened the letter, pulled out three pages filled with C.C.'s clear writing, cleared his throath, and read:
*~
'Dear Sheffields,
I only wrote this, to say good-bye, because my time with you is over. After nigh on twenty ears(shut up, Niles),'
~the butler looked at the others, and shrugged,~'I decided, I just couldn't take it anymore.
Everyboy can hurt too much, and so I do.
Maxwell, I think, it's too much asked, if you can remember, how I came to be your secretary?
Exactly, I came here, because Sarah recommended me. She used to be my senior in college, and my greatest idol(shut up, Niles!).'
*~
With a loud snap, Niles closed his mouth again, seemingly displeased.
*~
'I am, without exaggeration, rather smart, learning comes to me as easy as breathing, which is why I was sent to study in Oxford by the age of sixteen.
There I met Sarah Cunnington, she was twenty-one, beautiful, talented, compassionate, open-minded and always ready to lend a helping hand.
She was everything I ever wished and hoped to become, and completely devoted to her.
Where she went, I followed.
What happened, you ask? Simple, Sarah introduced me to one of her classmates, at my debutation ball, and I was all head over heels for this guy.
After the first introductions and a few..convenient chance meetings in the hall and library, we started dating.
Time went fast, and between studing and taking exams, there was not much time for privacy.
All that changed short after my eighteenth birthday, when my boyfriend proposed to me-yes, like Ms. Fine, I was engaged.
You can pick up your jaws from the floor, now.
For the duration of the whole next year, I was like floating on a cloud.
We moved together, he finished college among the best five, and I studied harder than before, so I could take my final exams before my twentieth birthday.
I was by far more eager to get married then, than Ms. Fine ever was in the past five months!'
*~
Everyone turned to look incredulous at Fran, who shrugged, and wore her, 'I-have-no-idea-what-she's-talking-about- expression.
Maxwell shook his head and continued.
*~
"Ms. Fine, as you, I was engaged. But whereas your fiancé threw you out of his store, mine threw me down the stairs of our house, when I revealed him, I was pregnant.'
*~
Shocked silence reigned the room, several gulps and gasps could be heard, even as a deadly paleness covered all faces.
The faintest rustle of paper indicated Maxwel's vaguely trembling hands, and he needed three attempts, before he could continue.
*~
'I..I woke in the hospital, my fiancé next to me, crying, telling me something about being too late, to stop the burglar from hurting me, when the doctor came in, and told me, I had lost my child.
My would-be husband acted completely surprised and devastated, claiming, if he had known about my
pregnancy in the first place, he would have married me right away.
Soon, our collective families arrived, listening to him spinning his lye about the masked robber over and over again, how he had come home, seen me struggling with the criminal at the top of the stairs,
how the brute had sent me tumbling down twenty-three steps of cold, polished marble, and used my fiancé's shock and worry about me to escape.'
*~
"That complete, utter son-of-a-bitch!" yelled Margaret, as she shot up from her seat.
Only to plop down again, mumbling an excuse, but nobody chagrined her, because all felt the same way.
*~
'As you can imagine, I called off the engagement the very next day, right after I called my lawyer.
To our families, I explained myself something aming the lines of not being worthy, and how much looking at my husband would hurt me, knowing, I had not been able to protect his heir.
They accepted that, and the only ones, who knew the truth, were him, me, and-Sarah.
I buried myself in my studies, and she helped me, when I sometimes thought, I couldn't take it anymore,or tried to commit suicide.
It was a hard time, for both of us.
And then, once, while I reread E.A. Poe's "Cask of Amontillado", I knew, that revenge was the only way to restore my sanity and self-estem.
He had taken everything away from me, he had killed my baby, he had destroyed my life, my dreams and hopes-
and so I destroyed him.
It was rather easy, really. Since I knew, how he thought and acted, I knew, what to look for.
Perhaps you remember the case of the young, upwardly mobile CEO, who was accused of raping and impregnating a minor, and shot himself, after he was rendered guilty?
The lawyer of the girl was the junior partner of Sarah's family lawyer.'
*~
**************************************************************************************
As I said, it's a dark, twisted past she has got.
Don't worry, things will lighten up from here(I hope!).