chapter 8
The rest of the shopping escapade was extremely boring. I spent the entire time watching Annette try on numerous dresses at various stores. Not exactly my idea of a good time but I guess it could've been worse.
We finally returned home around three. Annette immediately went to dress for the dinner party. Marta and Kate weren't back yet so I was left to drag all of Annette's new clothes upstairs. Not fun! When I finally finished I carefully took my two purchases, though I guess the slippers were more of a gift, and went to my room.
When I was nine years old I read a book where this man's house burn's down and he looses everything. Ever since then I've been paranoid about my house catching fire, so I packed a bag with all my most valuable possessions which include my mother's wedding ring, my favorite poems and a hundred gold coins. I had saved them over the years because I figured if my house burned down I was going to need to buy food somehow and yes I am this sheltered, I didn't know how much it costs. So I just put any money I received for my birthday into the bag.
When I entered my room I went straight for the bag. It took a little effort, all right it took a lot of effort, but I eventually managed to get the box that contained my dress and the shoes into the bag. After I was done I felt a little proud of myself. I headed down stairs and immediately set off for the Library. No way I was sticking around for some dumb party.
Once I was in the there I headed for my window perch. The entire time I was trying to convince myself that I wouldn't really care if Terri wasn't there or not, but I missed him so much. Then I heard his voice. I stopped and listened again. I wanted to make sure that it was really him. The last thing I needed was to go charging after some old fellow that just happened to have Terri's voice. I heard it again. It WAS Terri; I could barely contain my excitement and started heading in the direction of the voice. When I was about two bookshelves away, I heard another voice, a female voice. I froze, the girls voice was barley above a whisper which was probably why I didn't hear it before. I quietly tip toed to and peered between the shelves.
Terri stood next to a girl, who was maybe a year older, then me. She was dressed in peach colored silk and she had her honey coloered hair frameing her flawless face. Terri seemed to be in an entusiastic conversation about something, I couldn't tell, all of a sudden my ears had stopped working. I stepped back. I felt as if someone had slapped me. Then my hearing turned back on again and I heard Terri suggest they come closer to me. I fled for the safety of my window perch.
What was the matter with me? It wasn't like I should be jealous. Terri and I were just good friends, nothing more. At that instant I realized that I wanted it to be more. This wasn't like a fairytale; it hadn't been love at first sight. But this was love, I was sure of it. I was completely unprepared for these knew feelings. I stood there pondering Terri, desperatly trying to figure out why I loved him. I couldn't find an answer, I just did. Then I remembered the other girl. I was such a little fool, Terri obviously liked her and there would never be a chance for me. Never. I stood there completely wrapped in my depressing thought. I was so lost in my little world of new and suddenly broken dreams that I didn't hear him come.
"Ria!" He called out cheerliy. I turned around slowly. I must have looked as awful as I felt because he immediately said.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing" I replied begging myself not to cry. He stared at me for a moment and then taking two strides towards me he encircled me in his arms. I couldn't hold back any loner and the tears spilled down my checks onto his tunic. I'm not sure how long we stood there. All I remember was a feeling of peaceful security. And despite the fact that I was crying, life seemed perfect.
Then I thought of the honey haired girl. The peace dissolved; I shoved Terri away. "I have to go" I sobbed. As fast as I could, I charged down the ladder. I had to get home. Terri would never love me the way he would the beautiful girl in the peach dress. I wasn't good enough for him and it hurt. I suppose every one gets their heart broken at sometime or another. I just hadn't realized how painful it was. I enterd my house silently, the laughter from the dinner party echoed in my ears. I glanced into the dining room. I shouldv'e know something was going on, there were no other women aside from Annette, but I was to tired to care. I headed to my room sidestepping a large collection of black cloaks.
Once in my room I sat on my bed in the dark feeling absolutly numb. The sun had set a while ago and I could barely make out a few stars. Seeing Terri again seemed immposiable. I don't think I could stand that kind of pain anymore but I longed to look at his face once more. I lay there torn between my two emotions for more then an hour. I'm being silly. Terri and I can still be friends. I just have to be careful he never knows. I finally decided. The decision brought a little relief and I decided to look at my slippers. For some odd reason they felt comforting. I picked up the bag but that was as far as I got. Someone was shouting form downstairs. I couldn't make out the words but something was obviously wrong.
Still clutching the bag, I walked downstairs. The pile of black cloaks was gone. Maybe the guests had left. Maybe Father had decided to get rid of Annette. No wait, the guests were still here. They all had their cloaks on covering their faces so I couldn't see who they were. Why did that seem familiar? It was something important that I was forgetting. What we're these peolple doing with swords out. One of them was yelling at my father. "You will do as we say!" I stood there confused, half hidden in shadows of the open door that led to the dinning room. "I will not turn against my king," he whispered. It sounded as if he was pain. Had they beaten him? I looked over at Annette, my anger increasing every second. "Either way we'll get your money" she said. "I'm you're wife" she continued almost geefully, "When you die I get it all"
Danger! My mind warned. Wait, did she say die. The next few seconds seem to take an eternity, I watched in horror as Annette said, "kill him". I watched as the man's sword swung back and I watched as it plunged into my father's chest with a sickening crunch. I watched as he slumped to the floor, his eyes closed in death. I gave a small cry, Annette looked up, and she saw me standing there. I didn't wait a second longer I ran.
Once more I ran into the cold night air. I could hear them following me. The library doors were locked. No safety there. I turned around intime to see two of the cloaked men coming after me. Adrenaline pumped through my vains and I ran, faster then I have in my entire life. I didn't care where I was going I charged down streets, alleys, it began to rain sending any beggars or thiefs in for shelter. I still wasn't safe. I ran, they were still in pursuit and soon they would catch me. I turned down into a now silent market. I paused, I couldn't run anymore. For one breif moment I thought of just waiting, for them to kill me. They were almost there, I launched myself into a near by hay wagon. Covering myself as best I could in the straw. I lay there silently as the men passed me by. I breathed again, I hadn't even realized I had been holding my breath. I didn't want to move I was too tired. The last thing I remebered before falling asleep was realizing I still was holding my bag. I clutched it tighter and fell into a dreamless sleep.
AN: Sorry its taken forever to write this three words MAJOR WRITER'S BLOCK. So I finally sat down and forced myself to write. I know this chapter seems a little overdramatic but what happens in this chapter is really important. Please help me make this chapter better. It definetly needs help! So review and tell me how to fix it. Please!
The rest of the shopping escapade was extremely boring. I spent the entire time watching Annette try on numerous dresses at various stores. Not exactly my idea of a good time but I guess it could've been worse.
We finally returned home around three. Annette immediately went to dress for the dinner party. Marta and Kate weren't back yet so I was left to drag all of Annette's new clothes upstairs. Not fun! When I finally finished I carefully took my two purchases, though I guess the slippers were more of a gift, and went to my room.
When I was nine years old I read a book where this man's house burn's down and he looses everything. Ever since then I've been paranoid about my house catching fire, so I packed a bag with all my most valuable possessions which include my mother's wedding ring, my favorite poems and a hundred gold coins. I had saved them over the years because I figured if my house burned down I was going to need to buy food somehow and yes I am this sheltered, I didn't know how much it costs. So I just put any money I received for my birthday into the bag.
When I entered my room I went straight for the bag. It took a little effort, all right it took a lot of effort, but I eventually managed to get the box that contained my dress and the shoes into the bag. After I was done I felt a little proud of myself. I headed down stairs and immediately set off for the Library. No way I was sticking around for some dumb party.
Once I was in the there I headed for my window perch. The entire time I was trying to convince myself that I wouldn't really care if Terri wasn't there or not, but I missed him so much. Then I heard his voice. I stopped and listened again. I wanted to make sure that it was really him. The last thing I needed was to go charging after some old fellow that just happened to have Terri's voice. I heard it again. It WAS Terri; I could barely contain my excitement and started heading in the direction of the voice. When I was about two bookshelves away, I heard another voice, a female voice. I froze, the girls voice was barley above a whisper which was probably why I didn't hear it before. I quietly tip toed to and peered between the shelves.
Terri stood next to a girl, who was maybe a year older, then me. She was dressed in peach colored silk and she had her honey coloered hair frameing her flawless face. Terri seemed to be in an entusiastic conversation about something, I couldn't tell, all of a sudden my ears had stopped working. I stepped back. I felt as if someone had slapped me. Then my hearing turned back on again and I heard Terri suggest they come closer to me. I fled for the safety of my window perch.
What was the matter with me? It wasn't like I should be jealous. Terri and I were just good friends, nothing more. At that instant I realized that I wanted it to be more. This wasn't like a fairytale; it hadn't been love at first sight. But this was love, I was sure of it. I was completely unprepared for these knew feelings. I stood there pondering Terri, desperatly trying to figure out why I loved him. I couldn't find an answer, I just did. Then I remembered the other girl. I was such a little fool, Terri obviously liked her and there would never be a chance for me. Never. I stood there completely wrapped in my depressing thought. I was so lost in my little world of new and suddenly broken dreams that I didn't hear him come.
"Ria!" He called out cheerliy. I turned around slowly. I must have looked as awful as I felt because he immediately said.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing" I replied begging myself not to cry. He stared at me for a moment and then taking two strides towards me he encircled me in his arms. I couldn't hold back any loner and the tears spilled down my checks onto his tunic. I'm not sure how long we stood there. All I remember was a feeling of peaceful security. And despite the fact that I was crying, life seemed perfect.
Then I thought of the honey haired girl. The peace dissolved; I shoved Terri away. "I have to go" I sobbed. As fast as I could, I charged down the ladder. I had to get home. Terri would never love me the way he would the beautiful girl in the peach dress. I wasn't good enough for him and it hurt. I suppose every one gets their heart broken at sometime or another. I just hadn't realized how painful it was. I enterd my house silently, the laughter from the dinner party echoed in my ears. I glanced into the dining room. I shouldv'e know something was going on, there were no other women aside from Annette, but I was to tired to care. I headed to my room sidestepping a large collection of black cloaks.
Once in my room I sat on my bed in the dark feeling absolutly numb. The sun had set a while ago and I could barely make out a few stars. Seeing Terri again seemed immposiable. I don't think I could stand that kind of pain anymore but I longed to look at his face once more. I lay there torn between my two emotions for more then an hour. I'm being silly. Terri and I can still be friends. I just have to be careful he never knows. I finally decided. The decision brought a little relief and I decided to look at my slippers. For some odd reason they felt comforting. I picked up the bag but that was as far as I got. Someone was shouting form downstairs. I couldn't make out the words but something was obviously wrong.
Still clutching the bag, I walked downstairs. The pile of black cloaks was gone. Maybe the guests had left. Maybe Father had decided to get rid of Annette. No wait, the guests were still here. They all had their cloaks on covering their faces so I couldn't see who they were. Why did that seem familiar? It was something important that I was forgetting. What we're these peolple doing with swords out. One of them was yelling at my father. "You will do as we say!" I stood there confused, half hidden in shadows of the open door that led to the dinning room. "I will not turn against my king," he whispered. It sounded as if he was pain. Had they beaten him? I looked over at Annette, my anger increasing every second. "Either way we'll get your money" she said. "I'm you're wife" she continued almost geefully, "When you die I get it all"
Danger! My mind warned. Wait, did she say die. The next few seconds seem to take an eternity, I watched in horror as Annette said, "kill him". I watched as the man's sword swung back and I watched as it plunged into my father's chest with a sickening crunch. I watched as he slumped to the floor, his eyes closed in death. I gave a small cry, Annette looked up, and she saw me standing there. I didn't wait a second longer I ran.
Once more I ran into the cold night air. I could hear them following me. The library doors were locked. No safety there. I turned around intime to see two of the cloaked men coming after me. Adrenaline pumped through my vains and I ran, faster then I have in my entire life. I didn't care where I was going I charged down streets, alleys, it began to rain sending any beggars or thiefs in for shelter. I still wasn't safe. I ran, they were still in pursuit and soon they would catch me. I turned down into a now silent market. I paused, I couldn't run anymore. For one breif moment I thought of just waiting, for them to kill me. They were almost there, I launched myself into a near by hay wagon. Covering myself as best I could in the straw. I lay there silently as the men passed me by. I breathed again, I hadn't even realized I had been holding my breath. I didn't want to move I was too tired. The last thing I remebered before falling asleep was realizing I still was holding my bag. I clutched it tighter and fell into a dreamless sleep.
AN: Sorry its taken forever to write this three words MAJOR WRITER'S BLOCK. So I finally sat down and forced myself to write. I know this chapter seems a little overdramatic but what happens in this chapter is really important. Please help me make this chapter better. It definetly needs help! So review and tell me how to fix it. Please!