Finally, chapter two is up. hope you like.
London England, The Globe theatre
The bright lights of the theatre shown brightly, being able to see it from a block away. William just kept running and running. she could barely keep up. With every stride they took the more she felt free and excited. She had never been with anyone who made her feel this way, unlike being cooped up all day by James, her future husband. William was the only thing on her mind. There was something about him, but she didn't know what it was. Finally they arrived at the theatre, everyone already waiting in line to be seated for the show. Mostly the wealthy were there, no peasants or the lower class. All the women wore the latest fashions. It seemed the Ballroom gown was more fashionable then her straight cut gown. This was what her friends were wearing.
" Rechelle! Where on Earth have you been? We have been waiting here for a very long time. And if you were late, I would not have waited for you." Her friend Alexandra Proclaimed, very upset. She had short brown hair, and blue eyes, very tall for her age, almost taller than William. Her eye glasses reflected faces of others looking at them very perquillure. She wore an elegant red velvet gown, with ivory lace around the trim.
"We have been ever so worried about you Rechelle, We thought something awful might have happened to you!" This time her other friend Alannah spoke, in a very concerned voice. She had long, wavy, reddish hair, and glasses like Alexandra. She wore a burnt orange colored, ballroom gown, with black lace around the waist. 'Your not the only late person, James has not arrived, but... What has happened to you, you look absolutely terrible?"
"You should not worry about me. This kind and generous gentleman escorted me toward the theatre. We just hurried is all', laughing a bit as she said it,' Besides, I don't look that bad." With that she took out her pocket mirror and looked at herself. A dreadful look appeared on her face." I look...horrid! I can't proceed to viewing the show, what will they think of me." Almost forgetting William was there, she felt a hand pull at her own hand.
It was William. He stared deep into her eyes, as if to see her soul and smiled." To me you are the most beautiful women here, and if anyone says other wise then damn them. They don't know true beauty." He stood there as if they were the only two people in the world. 'Were did that come from; I wasn't even trying to convince her. It just, came out.'
Her heart filled with delight. She pulled away from him almost embarrassed. She blushed a little, looking down at the ground, then turned back to face him, only to find that his gaze never left her." William, you know just what to say to a girl to make her feel wanted." Their eyes watched each other for moments, closing her eyes for him to kiss her. He was leaning in to do just that. She could sense his lips moving closer and closer, when...
"Pardon me for intruding Rechelle, but who is this gentleman, I hope you are not forgetting about meeting James are you. " Alexandra interrupted, a bit confused and stunned with the turn of events. "I don't think James would like him."
Rechelle, shocked a bit, opened her eyes, and pushed William away, remembering that she was to be married. He was not happy about Alexandra's interruption, but upset to learn that she was engaged. Though he didn't know why this bothered him. He would have her either way, but it pained him." oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce my new friend William."
"Seems more than just a friend to me, if you know what I mean." Alannah whispered, nudging Rechelle's arm for her to get the point, not for William to hear, although he did.
Rechelle blushed again and looked over at William, who smiled back at her. He was very charming, made her feel wanted in a way." Umm, William, will you be attending the show.' she said in a shy voice,' Not that I care, if you are, you are more than welcome to sit with us. That is if you want to or not. Don't worry about James, he might not mind, although he usually does. If you don't, I will not take it personally, but I don't know about my dear friends. Oh listen to me. I haven't let you answer. I terribly sorry, I...,"she blabbered on."
William looked a bit puzzled, but felt a little flattered about it. It was obvious that she liked him, but it didn't seem that she knew.' Why haven't I done it yet? Why haven't I been able to? It's never taken me so long before. But why? There's just something.' He thought. He looked over at her just in time to hear Alannah whisper," He's cute. If you don't mind I think I will ask him for a cup of coffee, since you already have James."
"What! Of course you can't. You're, you're, not his type. Yes that's it." She replied, trying to whisper so William wouldn't hear, but very angered at the thought and very transparent too." oh, William. Don't listen to the rubbish these girls speak. They speak a lot of It.' she said as she nudged him. 'Sorry, for repeating myself but what is your answer?" she replied again.
With that what she said angered him. She didn't need to repeat herself, He could hear. He looked over, just briefly, only to find her not by his side. Rechelle, with no umbrella, out from under the buildings sanctuary of the rain, just stood in the night sky looking up at the rain. She stood in the downpour soaked, people still gawked and stared at her.
"What...the?' He whispered confused with what she was doing. ' I thought she was troubled over what other people thought of her.' but then remembered,' Oh, she feels safe in the rain, since all these people are staring at her.' He assumed that she was doing this because of the acquired situation going on. Her friends only laughed and pretended not to know her.
He could not help but give a slight grin at her little fit of insanity , anger flying away like yesterdays headliners. The way she moved, the way her hair danced around her body, the way the rain fell off her face and chest, the way her eyes glimmered but empty inside. Just like the rain. She filled some empty part of him, maybe because she was a new one. It puzzled him, after awhile he shook it from his mind. Only wanting to watch her every movement, almost in a hypnotic state. She started to walk down the sidewalk and meet a young man. He looked rather slim yet smug, with his suit and tie; obviously from a rich bloodline. His hat covered most of his dark brown hair. ' It must be this James I'm hearing about. I wonder what his connection with Rechelle is. The man motioned her to follow him under the cover of his umbrella. It was apparent that she didn't want to, but she obeyed him. They hooked arms, a gentleman escorting a lady. They hurried over to where Alexandra and Alannah were, to get out of the rain. It seemed to him that her high spirit had vanished. It was obvious to him, he could see straight though her. Empty and alone.
James looked rather upset at Rechelle. "Look at you! You look terrible. What on earth have you been up to? What ever it was I don't like it, and you won't be doing it again, ever. I should speak of this to your father, but if you behave for the rest of the night I may not mention it. However I cannot proceed to our seats with you looking like this, it is just,' he paused,' not correct. Go get changed and fix your hair, and then you can watch the show." He said this in a very domineering voice, like what he said should always be right and followed through.
"Excuse me, Jackie is it, but I think she's fine the way she is. Rechelle doesn't have to do any of the shit you told her to do. She can think for herself and do want she wants. She was so happy before you came along, and started putting her down. So, buggier off until you can see her true beauty." William was extremely angry with James. No one should ever talk to her like that, and no one will. He'd make sure of that.
"First, my name is not Jackie, it's James. Peasant. I do not know who you are, nor do I need to, but you have no right to be in this place or to tell me how to treat my future bride. It is my job to refine her and turn her into a respectful lady, instead of some crude beggar like yourself." Now be off, or I'll call the authorities." With this tone in James' voice, William was just about to knock him out, but Rechelle intervened.
"James, do not get angry. I met him on the walk over here and he cheered me up. Please don't be angry. My father does not need to know about this either. I, "she begged him.
"You made friends with a commoner, you have sunk to a new low. Indeed I will notify your father about this. I am the only man in your life now and forever. I do not want you looking at another man.' He lowered his voice to a whisper,' or no one will know what happened to you."
"I understand, I will just talk to him and tell him to go home." Rechelle looked very disappointed when speaking those words.
"If he even has a home, or can call it a home." James said in a cruel voice.
She pulled William away from the crowd towards the street in the pouring rain, though this time she had an umbrella." William, are you trying to get me into trouble? If you are, then you succeeded. I do not think I will be seeing you again, though I wish I could. I'm very sorry."
Turning away, William grabbed her arm and pulled her back to face him. She was crying; tears streamed from her eyes. She seemed even more miserable then before. "If you say we won't, then we won't. You don't have to listen to him, so why do you?"
"Because I have to. I'll be a better person if I do. Good bye, William." With that she ran back towards her friends and her future husband leaving behind the one man that could see the real her, and possibly the only man she ever cared about. Though she didn't realize it.
Something broke inside William when she said goodbye. He didn't know what, but he did not like the feeling. Only one other woman made him feel this way, if he could feel at all, and she was gone. He was not going to let her go without a fight." He will pay for the unhappiness he has caused her. He will suffer her agony a thousand times worse when I'm done with him. He will regret even being born. Then she will not have to listen to his threats anymore. But first, I need to get a concert ticket.
London England, The Globe theatre
The bright lights of the theatre shown brightly, being able to see it from a block away. William just kept running and running. she could barely keep up. With every stride they took the more she felt free and excited. She had never been with anyone who made her feel this way, unlike being cooped up all day by James, her future husband. William was the only thing on her mind. There was something about him, but she didn't know what it was. Finally they arrived at the theatre, everyone already waiting in line to be seated for the show. Mostly the wealthy were there, no peasants or the lower class. All the women wore the latest fashions. It seemed the Ballroom gown was more fashionable then her straight cut gown. This was what her friends were wearing.
" Rechelle! Where on Earth have you been? We have been waiting here for a very long time. And if you were late, I would not have waited for you." Her friend Alexandra Proclaimed, very upset. She had short brown hair, and blue eyes, very tall for her age, almost taller than William. Her eye glasses reflected faces of others looking at them very perquillure. She wore an elegant red velvet gown, with ivory lace around the trim.
"We have been ever so worried about you Rechelle, We thought something awful might have happened to you!" This time her other friend Alannah spoke, in a very concerned voice. She had long, wavy, reddish hair, and glasses like Alexandra. She wore a burnt orange colored, ballroom gown, with black lace around the waist. 'Your not the only late person, James has not arrived, but... What has happened to you, you look absolutely terrible?"
"You should not worry about me. This kind and generous gentleman escorted me toward the theatre. We just hurried is all', laughing a bit as she said it,' Besides, I don't look that bad." With that she took out her pocket mirror and looked at herself. A dreadful look appeared on her face." I look...horrid! I can't proceed to viewing the show, what will they think of me." Almost forgetting William was there, she felt a hand pull at her own hand.
It was William. He stared deep into her eyes, as if to see her soul and smiled." To me you are the most beautiful women here, and if anyone says other wise then damn them. They don't know true beauty." He stood there as if they were the only two people in the world. 'Were did that come from; I wasn't even trying to convince her. It just, came out.'
Her heart filled with delight. She pulled away from him almost embarrassed. She blushed a little, looking down at the ground, then turned back to face him, only to find that his gaze never left her." William, you know just what to say to a girl to make her feel wanted." Their eyes watched each other for moments, closing her eyes for him to kiss her. He was leaning in to do just that. She could sense his lips moving closer and closer, when...
"Pardon me for intruding Rechelle, but who is this gentleman, I hope you are not forgetting about meeting James are you. " Alexandra interrupted, a bit confused and stunned with the turn of events. "I don't think James would like him."
Rechelle, shocked a bit, opened her eyes, and pushed William away, remembering that she was to be married. He was not happy about Alexandra's interruption, but upset to learn that she was engaged. Though he didn't know why this bothered him. He would have her either way, but it pained him." oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce my new friend William."
"Seems more than just a friend to me, if you know what I mean." Alannah whispered, nudging Rechelle's arm for her to get the point, not for William to hear, although he did.
Rechelle blushed again and looked over at William, who smiled back at her. He was very charming, made her feel wanted in a way." Umm, William, will you be attending the show.' she said in a shy voice,' Not that I care, if you are, you are more than welcome to sit with us. That is if you want to or not. Don't worry about James, he might not mind, although he usually does. If you don't, I will not take it personally, but I don't know about my dear friends. Oh listen to me. I haven't let you answer. I terribly sorry, I...,"she blabbered on."
William looked a bit puzzled, but felt a little flattered about it. It was obvious that she liked him, but it didn't seem that she knew.' Why haven't I done it yet? Why haven't I been able to? It's never taken me so long before. But why? There's just something.' He thought. He looked over at her just in time to hear Alannah whisper," He's cute. If you don't mind I think I will ask him for a cup of coffee, since you already have James."
"What! Of course you can't. You're, you're, not his type. Yes that's it." She replied, trying to whisper so William wouldn't hear, but very angered at the thought and very transparent too." oh, William. Don't listen to the rubbish these girls speak. They speak a lot of It.' she said as she nudged him. 'Sorry, for repeating myself but what is your answer?" she replied again.
With that what she said angered him. She didn't need to repeat herself, He could hear. He looked over, just briefly, only to find her not by his side. Rechelle, with no umbrella, out from under the buildings sanctuary of the rain, just stood in the night sky looking up at the rain. She stood in the downpour soaked, people still gawked and stared at her.
"What...the?' He whispered confused with what she was doing. ' I thought she was troubled over what other people thought of her.' but then remembered,' Oh, she feels safe in the rain, since all these people are staring at her.' He assumed that she was doing this because of the acquired situation going on. Her friends only laughed and pretended not to know her.
He could not help but give a slight grin at her little fit of insanity , anger flying away like yesterdays headliners. The way she moved, the way her hair danced around her body, the way the rain fell off her face and chest, the way her eyes glimmered but empty inside. Just like the rain. She filled some empty part of him, maybe because she was a new one. It puzzled him, after awhile he shook it from his mind. Only wanting to watch her every movement, almost in a hypnotic state. She started to walk down the sidewalk and meet a young man. He looked rather slim yet smug, with his suit and tie; obviously from a rich bloodline. His hat covered most of his dark brown hair. ' It must be this James I'm hearing about. I wonder what his connection with Rechelle is. The man motioned her to follow him under the cover of his umbrella. It was apparent that she didn't want to, but she obeyed him. They hooked arms, a gentleman escorting a lady. They hurried over to where Alexandra and Alannah were, to get out of the rain. It seemed to him that her high spirit had vanished. It was obvious to him, he could see straight though her. Empty and alone.
James looked rather upset at Rechelle. "Look at you! You look terrible. What on earth have you been up to? What ever it was I don't like it, and you won't be doing it again, ever. I should speak of this to your father, but if you behave for the rest of the night I may not mention it. However I cannot proceed to our seats with you looking like this, it is just,' he paused,' not correct. Go get changed and fix your hair, and then you can watch the show." He said this in a very domineering voice, like what he said should always be right and followed through.
"Excuse me, Jackie is it, but I think she's fine the way she is. Rechelle doesn't have to do any of the shit you told her to do. She can think for herself and do want she wants. She was so happy before you came along, and started putting her down. So, buggier off until you can see her true beauty." William was extremely angry with James. No one should ever talk to her like that, and no one will. He'd make sure of that.
"First, my name is not Jackie, it's James. Peasant. I do not know who you are, nor do I need to, but you have no right to be in this place or to tell me how to treat my future bride. It is my job to refine her and turn her into a respectful lady, instead of some crude beggar like yourself." Now be off, or I'll call the authorities." With this tone in James' voice, William was just about to knock him out, but Rechelle intervened.
"James, do not get angry. I met him on the walk over here and he cheered me up. Please don't be angry. My father does not need to know about this either. I, "she begged him.
"You made friends with a commoner, you have sunk to a new low. Indeed I will notify your father about this. I am the only man in your life now and forever. I do not want you looking at another man.' He lowered his voice to a whisper,' or no one will know what happened to you."
"I understand, I will just talk to him and tell him to go home." Rechelle looked very disappointed when speaking those words.
"If he even has a home, or can call it a home." James said in a cruel voice.
She pulled William away from the crowd towards the street in the pouring rain, though this time she had an umbrella." William, are you trying to get me into trouble? If you are, then you succeeded. I do not think I will be seeing you again, though I wish I could. I'm very sorry."
Turning away, William grabbed her arm and pulled her back to face him. She was crying; tears streamed from her eyes. She seemed even more miserable then before. "If you say we won't, then we won't. You don't have to listen to him, so why do you?"
"Because I have to. I'll be a better person if I do. Good bye, William." With that she ran back towards her friends and her future husband leaving behind the one man that could see the real her, and possibly the only man she ever cared about. Though she didn't realize it.
Something broke inside William when she said goodbye. He didn't know what, but he did not like the feeling. Only one other woman made him feel this way, if he could feel at all, and she was gone. He was not going to let her go without a fight." He will pay for the unhappiness he has caused her. He will suffer her agony a thousand times worse when I'm done with him. He will regret even being born. Then she will not have to listen to his threats anymore. But first, I need to get a concert ticket.