Chapter 5 My sequal

ok,I hope you enjoy this chapter! This is my favorite one so far.

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"Rhett! I should be asking you the same thing. What on earth are you doing here?" "Well Scarlett, I was just talking an evening stroll. Your aunt PittyPat's house isn't far from where I'm staying. Now why are you out here crying your

eyes out?" "I, I just needed to think, that's all." "And what may I ask caused you to begin weeping?" "Oh you know very well why I was crying! You can leave if all you are going to do is tease me." "Why are you pushing me away, my pet? Didn't you tell me this very afternoon that were in love with me?"

"Yes, I did say I loved you,but all you do is mock me." "I didn't go on a walk to mock you, Mrs. Butler. I simply came to get some excercise, and a bit of fresh air. If you think that any of this is mocking you, please, by all means let me know." He said

with a devious smile on his face. "Oh, you really are the most ill-bred man. I feel as though I could tell you I hate you now!" she practically screamed. "Hush Scarlett, do you want the whole town to wake up?" "I will not hush!"she cried, tears of frustration running down her cheeks. She tried to yell

more angry things at him, but he placed his heavy hand over her mouth, and has holding her. She tried to bite his hand so that he would let go, but it didn't work. When she had calmed down he took his hand off of her mouth. She looked up at him in tears, her little red lips quivering. Then he did something she did not

expect. He kissed her, full on the lips."You do love me, you do love me!" she cried in a weak voice. "Yes Scarlett, I do love you.I guess my love for you is so strong , no matter how much you hurt me, I guess my love for you will never truly die.I love you Scarlett." Though she clung breathlessly to his words, she managed to say

"Rhett, kiss me, once more." And he did, this time even greater than the last. " I think that's enough kissing for one evening." "Rhett, you said you'd come by tomorrow, will you still come? We can go to melanies funeral together." "Yes, I'll come in the morning, so I won't be late. Goodnight Scarlett." he said kissing her hand. He stepped off

of the porch, and into the darkness.

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In the morning, Scarlett woke up extra early to get ready, even though she had too wear black. She had mammy put her up in a style she saw in a fashion magazine that she had recently bought. She put on a simple black dress, with a Black satin sash that tied neatly into a bow in the back. She pinched her cheeks,and bit her lips until they stung

to make them rosy, and added a bit of rouge. How beautiful she looked!To Scarlett this was a date with Rhett;It had not dawned on Scarlett that she saying a final goodbye to Melanie. Rhett arrived at 10:00, and the service was at 10:30. "My, Scarlett," Rhett spoke "You look very pretty. Almost to pretty to be going to a funeral." "That's very kind of you

Rhett." she said with a smile on her face. They talked until it was time to leave.

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The funeral was held at the nearby church. The church was very old , and gave Scarlett an eerie feeling. Scarlett went inside with Rhett, and they sat down in the second to front pews. She saw lots of familiar faces , including Mrs. Elsing and Mrs. Merriwether, stricken with grief. She saw Ashley, with no emotion showing on his pale face, sit down in the pew

across from her. Her heart seemed to fall apart to see Ashley in such a state. She wanted to go over and comfort him, but she didn't want Rhett to get angry again.All she could do was sit and look at him. His eyes seemed empty; the sparkle she had seen for so many years had died. A stray tear strolled down her rosy cheek. Rhett, seeing the tear, gave Scarlett

a warm hug. It comforted her so much to feel the warmth of his arms around her, while she sat in the cold dark church. The pianist began to play the first hymn. Two men carried the casket forward, placing it just in front of the altar. "Melanie, Melanie!," she thought," I need you! Why did you have to die?" She could no longer hold back her tears, and cried for the whole

ceremony.