Just When You Thought The World Was Coming To An End, A Miracle Happens.
A/N: hello me lovelies...now...I know HB seems kinda out of character from now on..but please remember she hasn't gone all mean and stern and hard yet...
Chapter 4
"I'm sorry."
"There is no reason for you to be sorry Abigail. After what you have been through in the past few months, you have every right to grieve…"
"I'm not grieving…not for my parents anyway."
At this, Constance found it hard to conceal the look of utter disbelief, which Abigail noticed, and at once began to explain.
"My parents were never really around. I was always sent to one childminder after another. My mother was too busy with her agency business, and my father was a lawyer, there's not much more to say. When my mother died, he took to ignoring me completely, as though it was my fault, as though I had been driving that car. My mother never really got the hang of cars. It's just that…I feel so lonely, like there is no one else out there and…" at this Abigail sat up and peered into Constance's eyes, "Miss Hardbroom, I'm scared."
Tears were threatening once again, and Abigail had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying. Drawing the girl into a hug, Constance was struggling to keep her own tears at bay.
"You're not alone Abigail, no one ever is. I found that one out myself."
Pulling herself out of Constance's embrace, Abigail looked at the witch enquiringly, as Constance began to explain.
"I admit, I was over twice your age when my parents died in a fire, and like yours, they never really paid much attention to me, even though I did everything I could to please them. So I was scared too, you know. Scared that there would be no one for me. But, by that time I was old enough to do something with my life, and Miss Cackle offered me a job here. She became my family. So Abigail, you need to stop thinking about the past, because for now you're here, and we are going to look after you."
Constance could see that the girl still did not seem convinced, and made one final suggestion,
"Would you feel better if you slept in my room tonight?"
Slowly, Abigail nodded her head before taking hold of the hand that was held out to her, remembering to grab Spencer (her bear) on her way out.
As she cast a spell to dim the lights in her room, Constance could already see that her young visitor was extremely tired, which was not surprising seeing as it was one o'clock in the morning. Quickly and quietly, she wasted no time in tucking Abigail into the spare bed.
"Miss Hardbroom?" Abigail asked as Constance finished tucking in the black bedspread.
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
Constance smiled and kissed the girl on the forehead.
"No problem sweetheart." It was at that point that Constance realised what she had just said and what she had just done, and she turned to see Abigail's reaction. Abigail, however, was already fast asleep.
millie-mione: what a coincidence...I like it too...lol