A/n: Well,I know. I'm a horrific person,aren't I? I left you all at such a cliffhanger last time. Do you really think Pearl's going to accept Charles after finding out about his connections with Elliot? Or are you positive Pearl will love Charles no matter what happens? Put yourself in her place for a moment before reading down. See if you get the same reaction as Pearl does.
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I sensed something odd was going on the second I walked into my room. I'm not entirely sure if it's because Charles was pacing or if it was because he was in evening wear. I almost wondered if he'd just attended a wedding or a funeral!
Smiling inwardly to myself,I teasingly asked,"Who's just gotted married?" Charles turned his head,blinking rapidly at me,clearly confused. "Noone yet.." His tone was slightly nervous as he answered,which struck me even odder than the answer he'd given me. "What do you mean?" I questioned him,his smile turning into a cautious grin as he moved to take my hands in his.
"Bear with me,my love. I'm not used to doing things like this.." He whispered. I nodded and he deftly dropped one of my hands to brush a thin strand of brown hair from my face. He then slid slowly to one knee and produced a small box from his pocket. My entire body shook. This was impossible! It couldn't happen,even if we were maddly n love with each other... but.
But then,Charles could do anything,couldn't he? I murmurred softly," Charles..I..." but I couldn't think of a good excuse! I shook so badly my knees almost refused to hold me up. I was so scared of what Charles was going to as me anytime now,but how could I deny it was the one thing I truly wanted?
It wasn't the ceremony that made my mouth run dry,it was the night after! Madeleine had told me I'd be in excrutiating pain the entire time it went on. She'd also told me that even the gentlest of men became terribly savage during love making. The only thing that soothed me in least was that Charles wasn't the beginner I was. He'd gone on about the Bitch for three months straight,and I honestly hadn't minded. Everytime he spoke he'd continually tell me,in disbelief,that he hadn't been her first. Personally,I struggled not to laugh everytime,and absently tried to guess just how many men had gotten that 'shock'.
I couldn't think of such things now. Charles might be making us adults with five simple words! "Pearl..." His voice was very soft,his eyes locked on my own. I swallowed. "Will you marry me?" My stomach tightened,I felt tears sting my eyes as he opened the box to pull out a simply magnificent ring and slowly slide it,though uncertainly,onto my finger. I choked back a sob as my heart raced. I felt immensely dizzy...was my room spinning? Something wet touched my hand and I blinked. The tiny tear from Charles' eyes had brought me back from fainting. Charles was crying? I'd never see him do that before...
I shook my head slowly and touched his cheek with my hand. Finally,I found myself whispering an answering,"Yes...I'll marry you. I'd love to be Mrs. Charles Lipote." The lamp in my room seemed dim compared to the glow that suddenly appeared in his face at my response. Before I knew it,I was being tackled onto my bed and kissed everywhere he could possibly reach. I laughed outright and squirmed beneath him,then gave up and simply returned the kisses,matching him for each one he gave me.
We went on like this for hours,but time didn't exist. Nothing did except Charles and I as long as we were in the shelter of my room. Melinda came to get us but,finding us in the middle of a passionate kiss,and seeing my ring,she left us thankfully alone.
That night was truly the best of my life. My heart seemed to have grown wings and Charles and I would be one! Nothing could split us!
...Of course,that's what I thought at the time. I hadn't taken into account Fate's plans for me,Jeanette,Charles and Elliot,yet. I may have changed everything if I had,but I shall never regret my decision to marry Charles. My beloved,my best friend and my soul mate.
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I sensed something odd was going on the second I walked into my room. I'm not entirely sure if it's because Charles was pacing or if it was because he was in evening wear. I almost wondered if he'd just attended a wedding or a funeral!
Smiling inwardly to myself,I teasingly asked,"Who's just gotted married?" Charles turned his head,blinking rapidly at me,clearly confused. "Noone yet.." His tone was slightly nervous as he answered,which struck me even odder than the answer he'd given me. "What do you mean?" I questioned him,his smile turning into a cautious grin as he moved to take my hands in his.
"Bear with me,my love. I'm not used to doing things like this.." He whispered. I nodded and he deftly dropped one of my hands to brush a thin strand of brown hair from my face. He then slid slowly to one knee and produced a small box from his pocket. My entire body shook. This was impossible! It couldn't happen,even if we were maddly n love with each other... but.
But then,Charles could do anything,couldn't he? I murmurred softly," Charles..I..." but I couldn't think of a good excuse! I shook so badly my knees almost refused to hold me up. I was so scared of what Charles was going to as me anytime now,but how could I deny it was the one thing I truly wanted?
It wasn't the ceremony that made my mouth run dry,it was the night after! Madeleine had told me I'd be in excrutiating pain the entire time it went on. She'd also told me that even the gentlest of men became terribly savage during love making. The only thing that soothed me in least was that Charles wasn't the beginner I was. He'd gone on about the Bitch for three months straight,and I honestly hadn't minded. Everytime he spoke he'd continually tell me,in disbelief,that he hadn't been her first. Personally,I struggled not to laugh everytime,and absently tried to guess just how many men had gotten that 'shock'.
I couldn't think of such things now. Charles might be making us adults with five simple words! "Pearl..." His voice was very soft,his eyes locked on my own. I swallowed. "Will you marry me?" My stomach tightened,I felt tears sting my eyes as he opened the box to pull out a simply magnificent ring and slowly slide it,though uncertainly,onto my finger. I choked back a sob as my heart raced. I felt immensely dizzy...was my room spinning? Something wet touched my hand and I blinked. The tiny tear from Charles' eyes had brought me back from fainting. Charles was crying? I'd never see him do that before...
I shook my head slowly and touched his cheek with my hand. Finally,I found myself whispering an answering,"Yes...I'll marry you. I'd love to be Mrs. Charles Lipote." The lamp in my room seemed dim compared to the glow that suddenly appeared in his face at my response. Before I knew it,I was being tackled onto my bed and kissed everywhere he could possibly reach. I laughed outright and squirmed beneath him,then gave up and simply returned the kisses,matching him for each one he gave me.
We went on like this for hours,but time didn't exist. Nothing did except Charles and I as long as we were in the shelter of my room. Melinda came to get us but,finding us in the middle of a passionate kiss,and seeing my ring,she left us thankfully alone.
That night was truly the best of my life. My heart seemed to have grown wings and Charles and I would be one! Nothing could split us!
...Of course,that's what I thought at the time. I hadn't taken into account Fate's plans for me,Jeanette,Charles and Elliot,yet. I may have changed everything if I had,but I shall never regret my decision to marry Charles. My beloved,my best friend and my soul mate.