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Author's Note- This chapter is really to illustrate the motivation of Fox and Kate's actions, and feelings about their parents, especially Kate's.
Chapter 15- Crying in Gazebos
Fox knocked on the door to Rebecca's room. Silence. He stealthily slipped into the room and placed the tiny recorder under the dressing table in the center of the room. He then moved on down the hall to his brother and sister in law's room. He stuck the recorder behind a mirror. He placed one in his father's office behind a painting, another in the library, and a few more in the solarium, sitting room and the dining room. Mission accomplished, he thought. The first phase of the plan was complete.
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Kate had been waiting for Hank Bennett for over an hour. She was getting worried. Where was he? Did something happen? Did he- No, he wouldn't have stood her up. He wouldn't dare. No one had ever done something like that to her. No one had ever had the nerve. But where was he?
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Hank Bennett had volunteered to work a double shift. He didn't want to give himself the chance to cave in and go out with Kate. What was she doing with Fox? He couldn't figure it out. If she wants someone like Fox, then she definitely wouldn't want someone like himself. Forcing it out of his mind, he looked back down at the paperwork he had in front of him.
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Kate checked her messages for the last time. She fought back tears as she walked back to her car. She couldn't believe that someone had actually stood her up. This was her own fault. She had allowed him to get to her, to get into her heart. When she turned into the driveway, the tears she had been struggling with started to spill over. She knew she couldn't go inside right now. She couldn't let anyone see her like this. So instead, Kate walked across the lawn to the gazebo, and sank down on one of the seats. Pulling her knees to her chest, she started to sob.
Fox had been waiting for Kate, watching from the window in the hall. He had seen the pain on her face. Silently, he made his way down the stairs, and towards the gazebo. There she was, sitting alone, crying. He had only seen her get like this once before, seven years ago. They were sophomores at Saint Andrews, and Kate had just been announced as the first in their class. She had just led the debate team to victory in a European competition. She was class president, and a star athlete in tennis and golf, and at the end of the term, at the Annual Awards Ceremony, she received dozens of awards in academics and athletics. But their parents didn't show up. She had to watch all of the other parents congratulate their children on a job well done for the year. She had to endure the "well done's!" and "good shows!" from the Bannings, and the Garrison-Greys, while her parents were absent once again from her life. They said they were just too busy, but she had known the truth. They didn't care about her. If they did, they would have come, they would have known how important their attendance was to her.
There was a dance that night. She had gone, forced a smile on her face, danced with Dylan and several other eligible young men, but inside she had been screaming. She had slipped out in the middle of the party, Fox had followed her. He found her in the gardens outside of the school, sitting on the steps of the gazebo. Her white satin dress was iridescent in the moonlight. She was sobbing, crying as though her heart was breaking.
When Fox sat down on the steps next to her, and she had looked up at him all teary eyed. He put her arms around her and she cried, and cried, and they just sat there, sitting in the moonlit garden of the place their parents had shipped them off to rather than be real parents.
The one thing that no one knew about Kate was that for the first sixteen years of their lives, she had tried everything she could to gain their parents approval. She excelled in classes, in sports, and with the other students. They all loved her. But no matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried, she never got what she wanted. They still only saw her as the second born, Ethan was all they could see. Ethan took all the love that she so desperately wanted, and left nothing over for her. All they gave her were more tears.
After that, she refused to go home. She realized that nothing she did would never measure up to "Prince Ethan," as she began to call him. She vowed that she would never again let anyone hurt her like that. She never let anyone get close enough. Kate had put up so many walls around her heart; Fox was surprised that she let him in.
Now Fox stared at his twin, who was sobbing in a gazebo seven years later, he did the only thing he could. He sat down next to her, and put an arm around her. She cried harder, and his shirt soon was wet with her tears. He didn't know what to do for her, but he knew that he would find out who caused his sister this heartache, and cause them an immense amount of pain.
Author's Note- This chapter is really to illustrate the motivation of Fox and Kate's actions, and feelings about their parents, especially Kate's.
Chapter 15- Crying in Gazebos
Fox knocked on the door to Rebecca's room. Silence. He stealthily slipped into the room and placed the tiny recorder under the dressing table in the center of the room. He then moved on down the hall to his brother and sister in law's room. He stuck the recorder behind a mirror. He placed one in his father's office behind a painting, another in the library, and a few more in the solarium, sitting room and the dining room. Mission accomplished, he thought. The first phase of the plan was complete.
~*~*~
Kate had been waiting for Hank Bennett for over an hour. She was getting worried. Where was he? Did something happen? Did he- No, he wouldn't have stood her up. He wouldn't dare. No one had ever done something like that to her. No one had ever had the nerve. But where was he?
~*~*~
Hank Bennett had volunteered to work a double shift. He didn't want to give himself the chance to cave in and go out with Kate. What was she doing with Fox? He couldn't figure it out. If she wants someone like Fox, then she definitely wouldn't want someone like himself. Forcing it out of his mind, he looked back down at the paperwork he had in front of him.
~*~*~
Kate checked her messages for the last time. She fought back tears as she walked back to her car. She couldn't believe that someone had actually stood her up. This was her own fault. She had allowed him to get to her, to get into her heart. When she turned into the driveway, the tears she had been struggling with started to spill over. She knew she couldn't go inside right now. She couldn't let anyone see her like this. So instead, Kate walked across the lawn to the gazebo, and sank down on one of the seats. Pulling her knees to her chest, she started to sob.
Fox had been waiting for Kate, watching from the window in the hall. He had seen the pain on her face. Silently, he made his way down the stairs, and towards the gazebo. There she was, sitting alone, crying. He had only seen her get like this once before, seven years ago. They were sophomores at Saint Andrews, and Kate had just been announced as the first in their class. She had just led the debate team to victory in a European competition. She was class president, and a star athlete in tennis and golf, and at the end of the term, at the Annual Awards Ceremony, she received dozens of awards in academics and athletics. But their parents didn't show up. She had to watch all of the other parents congratulate their children on a job well done for the year. She had to endure the "well done's!" and "good shows!" from the Bannings, and the Garrison-Greys, while her parents were absent once again from her life. They said they were just too busy, but she had known the truth. They didn't care about her. If they did, they would have come, they would have known how important their attendance was to her.
There was a dance that night. She had gone, forced a smile on her face, danced with Dylan and several other eligible young men, but inside she had been screaming. She had slipped out in the middle of the party, Fox had followed her. He found her in the gardens outside of the school, sitting on the steps of the gazebo. Her white satin dress was iridescent in the moonlight. She was sobbing, crying as though her heart was breaking.
When Fox sat down on the steps next to her, and she had looked up at him all teary eyed. He put her arms around her and she cried, and cried, and they just sat there, sitting in the moonlit garden of the place their parents had shipped them off to rather than be real parents.
The one thing that no one knew about Kate was that for the first sixteen years of their lives, she had tried everything she could to gain their parents approval. She excelled in classes, in sports, and with the other students. They all loved her. But no matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried, she never got what she wanted. They still only saw her as the second born, Ethan was all they could see. Ethan took all the love that she so desperately wanted, and left nothing over for her. All they gave her were more tears.
After that, she refused to go home. She realized that nothing she did would never measure up to "Prince Ethan," as she began to call him. She vowed that she would never again let anyone hurt her like that. She never let anyone get close enough. Kate had put up so many walls around her heart; Fox was surprised that she let him in.
Now Fox stared at his twin, who was sobbing in a gazebo seven years later, he did the only thing he could. He sat down next to her, and put an arm around her. She cried harder, and his shirt soon was wet with her tears. He didn't know what to do for her, but he knew that he would find out who caused his sister this heartache, and cause them an immense amount of pain.