Yeah I know, I keep making new stories, but this one popped into my head and I just had to write it. I'm still working on the other stories "Enemy's or Lovers" and "Music is in the eye of the beholder", but for now please enjoy my new story "For Richer or Poorer"- RoseyRose
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. No Buddy
This winter, an epic tale will pop onto your screen when you click on the name. From the writer who brought you "Enemy's or Lovers" and "Music is in the Eye of the Beholder" RoseyRose Productizels presents a story unlike any story you've ever read. "For Richer or Poorer".
Sorry I've just like always wanted to do that, Yeah so here's the story. LOL.
"For Richer or Poorer" by Rosey Rose
Chapter 1- Leaving the nest
Love is something that comes to you when you're not even looking. It will find you. It can come at anytime, any place, anywhere. But love is funny, somehow you finally find it, and sometimes you loose it. The hardest thing about love is not to find it but to keep it. And when your dreams are also mixed in with the dreams of love, sometimes that's how you loose it, the thing is can you find it again…
Name: Serena Celeste Tyler
Date of birth: January 10, 1982
Sex: Female
Place of Birth: London, England
Parents: Martha and Daniel Tyler
Status: Filthy Fucking Rich….
Serena Tyler, one of the most privileged and wealthiest people in all of England was brought up to serve, to be obedient, and to act proper. Tea parties and garden parties were never pretend for Serena Tyler, in fact as a child she wished that she could be like every other girl, she saw when she went out of the house with her mother. Happy and carefree. Who went to the movies and hung out with their friends for fun, and who wore clothes that were casual, instead of her formal gowns, suits, and hats, that her controlling mother picked out for her. Life seemed to pass by for the young girl, parties and gatherings started to become a chain of endless charades. Gowns, money, and rotten children that were masked by their parents to look like angels were part of the mindless chatter that Serena seemed to never be able to escape from. Her dream as a child was always to be an actress. She idolized people like Marilyn Monroe, Audrey Hepburn, and Dorothy Dandridge, the actresses of the past who had "real" talent. She always pictured herself in a major motion picture film not for the money, but to be somebody else for just a moment in time. To be a prostitute living on the edge, or a cowgirl from the west, or even a FBI agent who could kick any one's ass. Her parents weren't exactly supportive of her dream, they wanted her to marry, have kids, and die, just like that. Her parents believed in a higher sex, the man ruled all. Serena always thought it was absolute ludicrous, this idea. She knew that a woman was just as or even better than a man was. She would rather slit her throat than to serve and obey a man who wouldn't even truly love her, just from the ones her parent's liked. She wanted to be the one who was the boss, in control, no man would ever rule her; just love her with all his heart. That's what she wanted in life, to be an actress, to have a man by her side who loved her, to live and never regret anything that she'd ever done in her life. To say with her last breath she was happy and loved, and would do it all over again if she had to….
Febuary 15, Year 2000 , Serena at age 18
"Mum, Dad" Serena said while her parents were having their morning tea.
"Yes dear" Her mother said taking another sip of her tea before setting it down on the marble table in front of her.
"Yes love, what is it" Her father said now focusing on his only daughter.
"Well I've decided to move to America, to be an actress" Serena said with a bright smile on her face.
Her parents instead of having a smile on their faces looked at her in total dismay.
"What" Her mother said now looking angrier, "You want to go to America? And you want to be an actress?" Her mother sat there crying with a hanky in her hands now blowing her nose.
"I just don't understand" Her mother said still weeping. Serena's smile had now turned into a frown seeing her parent's actions towards her announcement.
"And just how exactly are you going to get there without any money" Her father said, arms crossed with a stern and unpleasant face.
"What do you mean no money? I'm rich."
"No Serena, your mother and I are rich, you on the other hand now are poor. Since you want to go to America so bad and be an actress, I'll find the first flight out tonight. You may pack your things. I'll give you 1,000 dollars to start you off, after that don't call for anything else, in fact don't call at all darling" Her father said as he put his hands on her shoulders and then turned around to comfort his wife on the couch.
"Daddy are you serious? You're kicking me out because I want to make something of myself"
"Yes Serena. Look love, your mother and I love you very much, but darling you know our status, our appearance, we cannot claim you, our daughter as she prances around on stage like a fool, now can we?" He said with a slight grin on his face.
"Then you don't love me at all Daddy, not one bit" Serena said angrily and sad to her father as she stormed out of the room to pack her things. While crying and packing things wildly into her Luis Vat on suitcase, she came across a picture of her and her parents when she was 5. She looked at it and only cried more. She knew now that she was leaving England, she was leaving her parents; she was leaving everything she ever knew behind. She was leaving her home. She packed the picture with all of her clothes and shut the case. (I'll make a new home. Where I know I'm loved) Serena thought as she put on her hat and picked up her suitcase with her mink coat on. And stepped outside to the cold winter morning. The wind whipped at her face as she walked down the drive way, disappearing as she walked farther and farther through the snow, cold as she had ever been in her whole life. Not because of the weather, but because now no one loved her. There was no love there in her heart to warm her up, or to even make her smile. As she finally got to the gates she looked back at her mansion, the place she called home. Her childhood memories seemed to float back into her mind, almost like a ghost as she saw the house covered in white snow. She turned around never to look back at the place she once called home.
Well I hope you like it so far. And if you don't it's just the beginning. I think this is going to be the best fanfic I've ever written. At least I hope. Please R&R. Thanks for reading. YOU'RE AWESOME!!!
