A/n: Someone review......pwease? *beg* I'm turning this back to pg-13....I coulda handled it when I was 13,couldn't all of you?
Erik! Could there be a better name for such a beautiful animal? Personally,I didn't think so. After a bit of a wait and my nearly petting the fur off of Erik's hide,we headed back for Paris. Charles was waiting for me at the door,looking ashen. He positively leapt on me when Alec let me down from Erik's back.
Alec took hold of his reins calmly,almost chuckling at the scene before him. "Where the hell have you been beloved?"Charles whispered to me in his usual worried tone. I smiled as I felt tears come to my eyes. It was so comforting to be back in his arms,of course,he hadn't noticed Alec...yet. "Sooo.."He said from behind me,and I could almost see Alec smirking,"Be he brother or lover Pearl,dear?" I grinned at the tease. We hadn't known one another for long,but saving a person from such a situation can make quick friends.
Charles frowned and stiffened as he looked down at me,speaking rapidly in French,having caught Alec's english accent,"Who is he,love?" His tone was slightly suspicious. Being as innocent as I was,I had no idea what the suspicion could be of!
"Pardon me,Monseiur. We haven't been introduced. Mademoiselle Barye found herself in trouble earlier today and I helped her out of it. My pleasure,of course,for such a lovely lad,"Alec's eyes flickered with something I couldn't place for a moment,then I knew. That new friend I'd acquired such a short time ago was flirting with me! I was flattered,don't get me wrong,but my heart belong to Charles. My love spotted it faster than I did and absolutely growled.
Alec grinned and continued pissing Charles off royally,"My name's Alec Jenoviva. As you see,Charles Lipote,isn't it? I can speak French just as rapidly as you can,for all,your obvious assumption is partially correct,I am English." Charles glared sourly as Alec chuckled merrily. I couldn't help a tiny giggle myself. As Alec stopped I was pulled just a bit closer to Charles' chest,still glad to be in those strong arms. I leaned my head against him and closed my eyes,listening to the soft rumble in his chest as he spoke.
"Thank you for saving Mademoiselle Barye from whatever peril she happened to be in,Monseiur Jenoviva,"Charles managed to spit it out between gritted teeth. He trusted Alec then about as much as I trusted Elliot,and he wanted to be alone with me then so he could comfort me in peace,but Alec showed no sign of leaving. "Not at all Charles,as I said,it was my pleasure. Though,please,call me Alec. It's so much easier." As Alec shut up,Charles' fingers clenched around me. I had very little doubt if he had not been holding me,Alec would have been on the ground.
I have no idea what triggered it,but I suddenly remembered what Elliot had said about my beloved Charles and he. My fist met Charles face quite hard,stunning him enough that he let me go. "You deceitful DOG!" I snarled at him before running inside and slamming the door. Had I really just laid Charles Lipote out on the ground!? Yes...I had...He deserved it... He should've told me about Elliot. He should have told me that he was,or had been,friends with the man who'd hurt me in so many ways.
I was sobbing before I came to my room,Melinda and Father weren't back yet,the house was still empty and silent. I slipped into my room,moved over to my bed and cried the day's sheer agony out of my system. I had no idea what Charles reaction would be to what I'd done. I didn't know if Elliot,Daniel and Franklin would really kill me the next time they saw me. Shouldn't Father and Mother have been home by now? It was late,maybe something terrible had happened to them.
What if Jeanette took Charles from me....?
What if Alec did the same thing Elliot had...? Elliot and his group had come to me in friendship ever so long ago at the zoo...
I was beginning to shake and choke. I had to release all this anguish somehow..
I looked around my room,for something,anything,that could free me. My eyes rested on a knife I'd had in my room for some time now,mostly to open bottles. I slowly dragged myself over to it and stared blankly at the razor sharp blade. So what did it matter if my already ravaged body had a few more scars before I finally got the release I needed?
It didn't matter.
None of it did.
Maybe Elliot would send a thank you card for doing the work for him,but I doubted it. Jeanette would surely throw a party..
As I lifted the knife from it's resting place and watched the crimson liquid flow from my left wrist a moment later,I blinked. Having been raised Catholic,I knew what I was doing was wrong,horribly wrong. I'd be damned to Hell for this,but I laughed inwardly. Wasn't I already there? Maybe I'd meet Erik at last..
Erik...The name echoed through my mind as I slashed my right wrist the lifted the blade to my throat. "Erik..."I murmured. "I'm sorry....."
Suddenly,as quickly as it'd started,my mind cleared and I stared at the pool of blood I was laying in. How could I have done this to myself?! I dropped the knife and screamed,"CHARLES!",before everything went black.
Erik! Could there be a better name for such a beautiful animal? Personally,I didn't think so. After a bit of a wait and my nearly petting the fur off of Erik's hide,we headed back for Paris. Charles was waiting for me at the door,looking ashen. He positively leapt on me when Alec let me down from Erik's back.
Alec took hold of his reins calmly,almost chuckling at the scene before him. "Where the hell have you been beloved?"Charles whispered to me in his usual worried tone. I smiled as I felt tears come to my eyes. It was so comforting to be back in his arms,of course,he hadn't noticed Alec...yet. "Sooo.."He said from behind me,and I could almost see Alec smirking,"Be he brother or lover Pearl,dear?" I grinned at the tease. We hadn't known one another for long,but saving a person from such a situation can make quick friends.
Charles frowned and stiffened as he looked down at me,speaking rapidly in French,having caught Alec's english accent,"Who is he,love?" His tone was slightly suspicious. Being as innocent as I was,I had no idea what the suspicion could be of!
"Pardon me,Monseiur. We haven't been introduced. Mademoiselle Barye found herself in trouble earlier today and I helped her out of it. My pleasure,of course,for such a lovely lad,"Alec's eyes flickered with something I couldn't place for a moment,then I knew. That new friend I'd acquired such a short time ago was flirting with me! I was flattered,don't get me wrong,but my heart belong to Charles. My love spotted it faster than I did and absolutely growled.
Alec grinned and continued pissing Charles off royally,"My name's Alec Jenoviva. As you see,Charles Lipote,isn't it? I can speak French just as rapidly as you can,for all,your obvious assumption is partially correct,I am English." Charles glared sourly as Alec chuckled merrily. I couldn't help a tiny giggle myself. As Alec stopped I was pulled just a bit closer to Charles' chest,still glad to be in those strong arms. I leaned my head against him and closed my eyes,listening to the soft rumble in his chest as he spoke.
"Thank you for saving Mademoiselle Barye from whatever peril she happened to be in,Monseiur Jenoviva,"Charles managed to spit it out between gritted teeth. He trusted Alec then about as much as I trusted Elliot,and he wanted to be alone with me then so he could comfort me in peace,but Alec showed no sign of leaving. "Not at all Charles,as I said,it was my pleasure. Though,please,call me Alec. It's so much easier." As Alec shut up,Charles' fingers clenched around me. I had very little doubt if he had not been holding me,Alec would have been on the ground.
I have no idea what triggered it,but I suddenly remembered what Elliot had said about my beloved Charles and he. My fist met Charles face quite hard,stunning him enough that he let me go. "You deceitful DOG!" I snarled at him before running inside and slamming the door. Had I really just laid Charles Lipote out on the ground!? Yes...I had...He deserved it... He should've told me about Elliot. He should have told me that he was,or had been,friends with the man who'd hurt me in so many ways.
I was sobbing before I came to my room,Melinda and Father weren't back yet,the house was still empty and silent. I slipped into my room,moved over to my bed and cried the day's sheer agony out of my system. I had no idea what Charles reaction would be to what I'd done. I didn't know if Elliot,Daniel and Franklin would really kill me the next time they saw me. Shouldn't Father and Mother have been home by now? It was late,maybe something terrible had happened to them.
What if Jeanette took Charles from me....?
What if Alec did the same thing Elliot had...? Elliot and his group had come to me in friendship ever so long ago at the zoo...
I was beginning to shake and choke. I had to release all this anguish somehow..
I looked around my room,for something,anything,that could free me. My eyes rested on a knife I'd had in my room for some time now,mostly to open bottles. I slowly dragged myself over to it and stared blankly at the razor sharp blade. So what did it matter if my already ravaged body had a few more scars before I finally got the release I needed?
It didn't matter.
None of it did.
Maybe Elliot would send a thank you card for doing the work for him,but I doubted it. Jeanette would surely throw a party..
As I lifted the knife from it's resting place and watched the crimson liquid flow from my left wrist a moment later,I blinked. Having been raised Catholic,I knew what I was doing was wrong,horribly wrong. I'd be damned to Hell for this,but I laughed inwardly. Wasn't I already there? Maybe I'd meet Erik at last..
Erik...The name echoed through my mind as I slashed my right wrist the lifted the blade to my throat. "Erik..."I murmured. "I'm sorry....."
Suddenly,as quickly as it'd started,my mind cleared and I stared at the pool of blood I was laying in. How could I have done this to myself?! I dropped the knife and screamed,"CHARLES!",before everything went black.