Here's more. Since those who were accusing me of plagiarism have stopped
being such a problem.
Chapter 5:
It took a week until I had my chance to get my plan going. I had to wait for the perfect time, and it came. After I had the week of hell.
First off, while I was riding one of those damned horses, I fell off. Right in front of Jesse, great isn't it? And to top it off, Maria had giggle fit and nearly fell off her horse too. And just things like that is what make my life miserable. Like when I was trying to walk down the stairs in my fluffy, frilly, hoop skirt dress which I despise VERY much I stepped on the hem. Not only tripping down 20 stairs but ripping my dress as well. I hate it when I get clumsy. It just happens out of nowhere. Well, I got through it though. I got through the week, and finally recognizing my chance to unleash my wrath.
On Thursday, Mrs. DeSilva and her husband decided to leave for town to go shopping. And that they'd be taking whoever wanted to come. I politely declined and so did Maria (not so politely). So did Jesse, since he wanted to go check out the cattle today with his friend.
For my plan to actually work, I had to enlist the help of Amanda. She ecstatically agreed saying that finally someone wanted to put Maria in her place.
But you're probably wondering my reason this plan, well here it is:
I was going to make Maria DeSilva Diego's life a virtual living hell. And I was going to help Jesse live while doing it. See. . . I know how much I'll miss him, and I know how much I'll regret doing it, but I also know how much I love him. And Jesse deserves to live. He deserves to have the life that was ripped away from him just because a girl didn't want to marry him. So I decided to help him, and let him live. . .only he won't know it. I know he'll tell me to not get myself in the middle of the mess. He'll tell me it was meant for him to die the way he did. But it wasn't meant, and that's what makes me mad.
So now I was sitting in the family room stitching (don't make fun of me, it's not my fault) waiting for my prey to enter the room. And as if on cue she walked in.
She gave me that look, you know, like I'm-Maria-Diego-So-Don't-Talk-To-Me- Because-I'm-So-Much-Better-Than-You look. I hate that look.
"Why hello Maria," I said in my most cheerful casual voice," How are you this afternoon?"
She glared at me and said," Don't be nice to me. In case you haven't noticed, I don't like you."
Really? I never would of guessed!
Instead I said," I wasn't trying to offend you or anything Maria. I was just being polite."
"That's another thing," she said," I see how you are trying to make me look bad in front of Hector's mother and father. And in case you were feeling proud of yourself, do not. Because I really do not care."
Now we were getting somewhere," Oh? Why not? He is your fiancé."
She gave a snort," Fiancé? Please, He won't be my fiancé much longer."
I hope Amanda held up her part of the bargain. . .
"I sincerely hoped my father would respect my wishes. I warned him to not push me, I warned him. But he just ignored, just ignored me like I was some silly girl who didn't know anything-"
But you are some silly girl who doesn't know anything. . .
"-And now I shall show him that I, Maria DeSilva am no idiot."
Good luck sister.
"How exactly would you do that," I asked.
Maria, obviously oblivious to my smirk, just kept blabbing away to her doom," I met a man. A man so much wiser and more handsome than that horrible Hector-"
How I hate plans. . .you can't stray from a plan. But if you could, I'd have killed her right then.
" And I shall marry him. I will marry him a be happy."
"And what about J- Hector?"
Maria tossed back one of her inky black curls and said," Felix shall take care of him."
That was my cue.
I stood up and sauntered over to her," You know Maria? I don't like you. You're a snobby little brat who doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut."
She gave me the ugliest look you've ever seen," What did you just say?"
And then a very stern and very angry voice from behind Maria said," She just stated a fact I have been ignoring ever since you were a young girl."
Maria's face turned white as she turned to she her mother-in-law-to-be (well, not anymore).
" Jacqueline? Oh, I didn't know you were here. . ."
"That's Mrs. DeSilva to you, you evil little wench! I should have listened to my mother. But no, I was convinced you were a lovely girl, just a bit rough around the edges."
Damn, she was in some serious denial.
"But-," Maria said as she tried to get a word in but she was immediately cut off by Mrs. DeSilva.
"You keep your mouth shut! I never want to see your face again! You will leave this ranch right now! I shall have your things sent home, and you will leave on the coach we were about to go on! Amanda," Mrs. DeSilva turned to her daughter," go outside and tell your father our trip to town will be postponed."
Amanda nodded and with a smile my way she raced out of the room.
Soon after that Maria was taken home, not quietly might I add. She was kicking and screaming all the way into the stagecoach, and occasionally spouting Spanish at people (okay, okay, it was me in particular). And as soon as I saw Jesse ride up on his horse I knew I was in some deep doo-doo.
Jesse jumped down and quickly made his way towards us," What on earth is going on?"
Mrs. DeSilva turned to her son and said," I forbid you to marry that woman! She is an awful little witch who will never set foot near this family again!"
Jesse's eyes widened in shock, he then looked at the kicking, screaming, and cursing Maria, then to me. And he then gave me that look, you know the one where he wants to let me know I'm going to be in BIG trouble later on. After a few seconds of looking into those intense coal black eyes I averted my gaze. I knew he was mad. I don't know why though. He should be ecstatic about this kind of thing happening. I mean, it's not like he'll miss me or anything.
Anyways, after Maria had gone Mrs. DeSilva, or Jacqueline since she asked me to call her that, apologized profusely for the scene and told me and Julianna, we would get a treat for putting up with the trouble. Cool, I should ruin horrible murder's lives more often.. Heh. . . I'd prefer not.
So after all the excitement I retired to my room where I waited, knowing later on Jesse would be there to grill my ass. But as soon as I sat down on my bed, I heard that eerie poem again.
i"Take a wish, and use for another
And granted it shall be, unlike any other
For the wish will save both the others."/i
And then I was jerked back into the timeline.
Chapter 5:
It took a week until I had my chance to get my plan going. I had to wait for the perfect time, and it came. After I had the week of hell.
First off, while I was riding one of those damned horses, I fell off. Right in front of Jesse, great isn't it? And to top it off, Maria had giggle fit and nearly fell off her horse too. And just things like that is what make my life miserable. Like when I was trying to walk down the stairs in my fluffy, frilly, hoop skirt dress which I despise VERY much I stepped on the hem. Not only tripping down 20 stairs but ripping my dress as well. I hate it when I get clumsy. It just happens out of nowhere. Well, I got through it though. I got through the week, and finally recognizing my chance to unleash my wrath.
On Thursday, Mrs. DeSilva and her husband decided to leave for town to go shopping. And that they'd be taking whoever wanted to come. I politely declined and so did Maria (not so politely). So did Jesse, since he wanted to go check out the cattle today with his friend.
For my plan to actually work, I had to enlist the help of Amanda. She ecstatically agreed saying that finally someone wanted to put Maria in her place.
But you're probably wondering my reason this plan, well here it is:
I was going to make Maria DeSilva Diego's life a virtual living hell. And I was going to help Jesse live while doing it. See. . . I know how much I'll miss him, and I know how much I'll regret doing it, but I also know how much I love him. And Jesse deserves to live. He deserves to have the life that was ripped away from him just because a girl didn't want to marry him. So I decided to help him, and let him live. . .only he won't know it. I know he'll tell me to not get myself in the middle of the mess. He'll tell me it was meant for him to die the way he did. But it wasn't meant, and that's what makes me mad.
So now I was sitting in the family room stitching (don't make fun of me, it's not my fault) waiting for my prey to enter the room. And as if on cue she walked in.
She gave me that look, you know, like I'm-Maria-Diego-So-Don't-Talk-To-Me- Because-I'm-So-Much-Better-Than-You look. I hate that look.
"Why hello Maria," I said in my most cheerful casual voice," How are you this afternoon?"
She glared at me and said," Don't be nice to me. In case you haven't noticed, I don't like you."
Really? I never would of guessed!
Instead I said," I wasn't trying to offend you or anything Maria. I was just being polite."
"That's another thing," she said," I see how you are trying to make me look bad in front of Hector's mother and father. And in case you were feeling proud of yourself, do not. Because I really do not care."
Now we were getting somewhere," Oh? Why not? He is your fiancé."
She gave a snort," Fiancé? Please, He won't be my fiancé much longer."
I hope Amanda held up her part of the bargain. . .
"I sincerely hoped my father would respect my wishes. I warned him to not push me, I warned him. But he just ignored, just ignored me like I was some silly girl who didn't know anything-"
But you are some silly girl who doesn't know anything. . .
"-And now I shall show him that I, Maria DeSilva am no idiot."
Good luck sister.
"How exactly would you do that," I asked.
Maria, obviously oblivious to my smirk, just kept blabbing away to her doom," I met a man. A man so much wiser and more handsome than that horrible Hector-"
How I hate plans. . .you can't stray from a plan. But if you could, I'd have killed her right then.
" And I shall marry him. I will marry him a be happy."
"And what about J- Hector?"
Maria tossed back one of her inky black curls and said," Felix shall take care of him."
That was my cue.
I stood up and sauntered over to her," You know Maria? I don't like you. You're a snobby little brat who doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut."
She gave me the ugliest look you've ever seen," What did you just say?"
And then a very stern and very angry voice from behind Maria said," She just stated a fact I have been ignoring ever since you were a young girl."
Maria's face turned white as she turned to she her mother-in-law-to-be (well, not anymore).
" Jacqueline? Oh, I didn't know you were here. . ."
"That's Mrs. DeSilva to you, you evil little wench! I should have listened to my mother. But no, I was convinced you were a lovely girl, just a bit rough around the edges."
Damn, she was in some serious denial.
"But-," Maria said as she tried to get a word in but she was immediately cut off by Mrs. DeSilva.
"You keep your mouth shut! I never want to see your face again! You will leave this ranch right now! I shall have your things sent home, and you will leave on the coach we were about to go on! Amanda," Mrs. DeSilva turned to her daughter," go outside and tell your father our trip to town will be postponed."
Amanda nodded and with a smile my way she raced out of the room.
Soon after that Maria was taken home, not quietly might I add. She was kicking and screaming all the way into the stagecoach, and occasionally spouting Spanish at people (okay, okay, it was me in particular). And as soon as I saw Jesse ride up on his horse I knew I was in some deep doo-doo.
Jesse jumped down and quickly made his way towards us," What on earth is going on?"
Mrs. DeSilva turned to her son and said," I forbid you to marry that woman! She is an awful little witch who will never set foot near this family again!"
Jesse's eyes widened in shock, he then looked at the kicking, screaming, and cursing Maria, then to me. And he then gave me that look, you know the one where he wants to let me know I'm going to be in BIG trouble later on. After a few seconds of looking into those intense coal black eyes I averted my gaze. I knew he was mad. I don't know why though. He should be ecstatic about this kind of thing happening. I mean, it's not like he'll miss me or anything.
Anyways, after Maria had gone Mrs. DeSilva, or Jacqueline since she asked me to call her that, apologized profusely for the scene and told me and Julianna, we would get a treat for putting up with the trouble. Cool, I should ruin horrible murder's lives more often.. Heh. . . I'd prefer not.
So after all the excitement I retired to my room where I waited, knowing later on Jesse would be there to grill my ass. But as soon as I sat down on my bed, I heard that eerie poem again.
i"Take a wish, and use for another
And granted it shall be, unlike any other
For the wish will save both the others."/i
And then I was jerked back into the timeline.