A/n: Yes this chapter skips insanely far ahead,but I swear I have reasons. You -will- find out what happened at Madeleine's....eventually.
Within the next,amazingly short,eight years,my precious gemstone began receiving death threats almost daily. Of course,they were never signed. The person sending them was too much of a coward. Though,I had a strange suspicion that insane woman,Jeanette had something to do with it. Everytime I was forced into close quarters with her, I was glad she'd gotten rid of the god awful mop on her head,even if it had been exchanged for a less than flattering trim of her naturally limp locks.
My greatest fear was that Jeanette had somehow gotten close to Elliot,Daniel,and Franklin, as well as their newest member,Evan Stone, Elliot's younger brother. Even after some 11 years they hated the young woman I loved with all my heart.
Pearl had barely changed. She was taller of course,and despite Melinda's horrific cooking,or maybe because of it (the woman could burn an ice cube.), she had the most beautiful body I had ever laid eyes on. Then again,I suppose I was a little bias...
"Mother," I whispered. " I'm going to Doctor Barye's to visit Pearl." No answer. I'd done it again,but then,I never deceived my mother unless it was to go see Pearl. I suppose 6 times a week was too often...but I didn't really care. For some reason I will never understand,Annette hated my beloved until my mother's death. I slipped out the door silently and I was gone. Father wouldn't stand for her yelling at me..I had told Mother,after all. Even if she hadn't heard.
When I arrived at Pearl's home sometime later,I heard the heavenly music of her cello. I stood silently for a moment on her doorstep,suprised she wasn't sculpting or painting as she always seemed to be doing nowadays. She had taken to wearing darker shades of purple,green,and blue since age 12 or so. "Anything dark," She always said when I commented on her shadowy style. "Brings out my creativity,Charles. Now be nice before you kiss a pillow again."
Art,art,art,that was all she spoke of sometimes. Though,if she wasn't thinking of her latest sketch,her mind was usually on ballet. There was,as all of us except Pearl,knew,no way posible for her to become a prima ballerina as she dreamed,though she had the talent,due to her scars. The world of art was graciously still open to her,though at any moment that one light in her life could die,and then she would be left in the dark. The last thing she needed was anymore darkness in her life,and her talk of failure,of being "doomed to be some old maid on the street" scared me. I didn't want that kind of life for her,for us.
When I entered she was placing her "baby" back onto it's stand and gently wiping the bow resin from it's strings. I watched her for a time before moving silently behind her to grab her shoulders and shout "Boo!". She screamed and turned on me,realized who it was and began to shake her head,clutching her chest over her heart,"Dear God Charles! Are you trying to frighten me to death?!" I pretended to pout and sighed," Yes..yes.. I know I look horrible,I never had the chance to shave today and we-" She cut me off with a soft growl," Quit fishing for complements,Charles Lipote. It's not my fault you've those horrendous spikes all over your face."
I couldn't stop a laugh as I examined her emerald green clothed figure. "Amazing.." I muttered under my breath as I answered her with,"Well I'm only jealous of your father. His beard is nearly a foot long now,and you seem to like it." Pearl smiled and moved forward to pull me into her typical,bone crushing hug and I gladly embraced her back,noting,with a slight smile,her heart raced when our bodies touched,even in this innocent manner.
As she started to move away,I placed my hand on her cool cheek. She frowned at me,as she always did,and pulled her head back out of my reach. "So..have you heard about the new-" Here it came, "dancer at the Theatre? I heard she came from England.." And who told you,beloved? "Father heard about it while and Melinda were on a stroll through the-" "Park,"I grinned as I finished her sentence,then promptly ducked as a pillow from one of the chairs became magnetically attracted to my face. Sometimes Pearl could really confuse a man.
She always accepted the little tokens I brought her,she let me hold her when I wanted,for goodness sake,she'd even snuggled against me quite a few times! Yet she still treated me as if I were only a very close friend,or almost as if I were an adopted brother. I intended to make sure she knew my feelings for her today. If she hated me for what I was going to do,sobeit.
As I moved to sit down,a magnificent painting above the fireplace caught my eye. It was a simple sunset,the subject was getting rather popular now. Though when I saw it I thought Etienne must have hired a professional. The colors of the sky were perfectly blended. Orange,gold,lavender,red,all amazingly combined perfectly of yesterday's twilight rainbow. The small Paris street on either side of the picture was an exact replica of buildings which looked strangely familiar to me,and the sun...the sun looked so beautiful,so utterly breathtaking,that I had to look away for fear I would cry.
It was then that I realized the buildings in the picture were the same as the ones surrounding Pearl's home. I turned to stare at her,asking the first thing on my mind," Who created that fantastic work of art over there?" I pointed,Pearl blinked,looked,then sighed,"Really,it's not all that good,the clouds should be fluffier and there should be more indigo..." I chuckled,"Pearl,don't be jealous. I'm sure you'll be able to create a masterpiece like this someday too...you are really good after all. Now...who did this? It's perfect." Pearl frowned at me,and her ice cold voice cut through my heart when she spoke. "It was only some stupid sketch I did yesterday. Melinda encouraged me to paint it,it's no masterpiece Charles. It's only some souless drawing." I felt my mouth drop open as I continued to stare,even when she left to go to her room.
The door slamming woke me up.
You know,sometimes,even I amazed myself at how fast I could piss Pearl off.
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Within the next,amazingly short,eight years,my precious gemstone began receiving death threats almost daily. Of course,they were never signed. The person sending them was too much of a coward. Though,I had a strange suspicion that insane woman,Jeanette had something to do with it. Everytime I was forced into close quarters with her, I was glad she'd gotten rid of the god awful mop on her head,even if it had been exchanged for a less than flattering trim of her naturally limp locks.
My greatest fear was that Jeanette had somehow gotten close to Elliot,Daniel,and Franklin, as well as their newest member,Evan Stone, Elliot's younger brother. Even after some 11 years they hated the young woman I loved with all my heart.
Pearl had barely changed. She was taller of course,and despite Melinda's horrific cooking,or maybe because of it (the woman could burn an ice cube.), she had the most beautiful body I had ever laid eyes on. Then again,I suppose I was a little bias...
"Mother," I whispered. " I'm going to Doctor Barye's to visit Pearl." No answer. I'd done it again,but then,I never deceived my mother unless it was to go see Pearl. I suppose 6 times a week was too often...but I didn't really care. For some reason I will never understand,Annette hated my beloved until my mother's death. I slipped out the door silently and I was gone. Father wouldn't stand for her yelling at me..I had told Mother,after all. Even if she hadn't heard.
When I arrived at Pearl's home sometime later,I heard the heavenly music of her cello. I stood silently for a moment on her doorstep,suprised she wasn't sculpting or painting as she always seemed to be doing nowadays. She had taken to wearing darker shades of purple,green,and blue since age 12 or so. "Anything dark," She always said when I commented on her shadowy style. "Brings out my creativity,Charles. Now be nice before you kiss a pillow again."
Art,art,art,that was all she spoke of sometimes. Though,if she wasn't thinking of her latest sketch,her mind was usually on ballet. There was,as all of us except Pearl,knew,no way posible for her to become a prima ballerina as she dreamed,though she had the talent,due to her scars. The world of art was graciously still open to her,though at any moment that one light in her life could die,and then she would be left in the dark. The last thing she needed was anymore darkness in her life,and her talk of failure,of being "doomed to be some old maid on the street" scared me. I didn't want that kind of life for her,for us.
When I entered she was placing her "baby" back onto it's stand and gently wiping the bow resin from it's strings. I watched her for a time before moving silently behind her to grab her shoulders and shout "Boo!". She screamed and turned on me,realized who it was and began to shake her head,clutching her chest over her heart,"Dear God Charles! Are you trying to frighten me to death?!" I pretended to pout and sighed," Yes..yes.. I know I look horrible,I never had the chance to shave today and we-" She cut me off with a soft growl," Quit fishing for complements,Charles Lipote. It's not my fault you've those horrendous spikes all over your face."
I couldn't stop a laugh as I examined her emerald green clothed figure. "Amazing.." I muttered under my breath as I answered her with,"Well I'm only jealous of your father. His beard is nearly a foot long now,and you seem to like it." Pearl smiled and moved forward to pull me into her typical,bone crushing hug and I gladly embraced her back,noting,with a slight smile,her heart raced when our bodies touched,even in this innocent manner.
As she started to move away,I placed my hand on her cool cheek. She frowned at me,as she always did,and pulled her head back out of my reach. "So..have you heard about the new-" Here it came, "dancer at the Theatre? I heard she came from England.." And who told you,beloved? "Father heard about it while and Melinda were on a stroll through the-" "Park,"I grinned as I finished her sentence,then promptly ducked as a pillow from one of the chairs became magnetically attracted to my face. Sometimes Pearl could really confuse a man.
She always accepted the little tokens I brought her,she let me hold her when I wanted,for goodness sake,she'd even snuggled against me quite a few times! Yet she still treated me as if I were only a very close friend,or almost as if I were an adopted brother. I intended to make sure she knew my feelings for her today. If she hated me for what I was going to do,sobeit.
As I moved to sit down,a magnificent painting above the fireplace caught my eye. It was a simple sunset,the subject was getting rather popular now. Though when I saw it I thought Etienne must have hired a professional. The colors of the sky were perfectly blended. Orange,gold,lavender,red,all amazingly combined perfectly of yesterday's twilight rainbow. The small Paris street on either side of the picture was an exact replica of buildings which looked strangely familiar to me,and the sun...the sun looked so beautiful,so utterly breathtaking,that I had to look away for fear I would cry.
It was then that I realized the buildings in the picture were the same as the ones surrounding Pearl's home. I turned to stare at her,asking the first thing on my mind," Who created that fantastic work of art over there?" I pointed,Pearl blinked,looked,then sighed,"Really,it's not all that good,the clouds should be fluffier and there should be more indigo..." I chuckled,"Pearl,don't be jealous. I'm sure you'll be able to create a masterpiece like this someday too...you are really good after all. Now...who did this? It's perfect." Pearl frowned at me,and her ice cold voice cut through my heart when she spoke. "It was only some stupid sketch I did yesterday. Melinda encouraged me to paint it,it's no masterpiece Charles. It's only some souless drawing." I felt my mouth drop open as I continued to stare,even when she left to go to her room.
The door slamming woke me up.
You know,sometimes,even I amazed myself at how fast I could piss Pearl off.
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