The People Below Are My Brother's and Sisters; Did You Know That?
williz- (what does 'meng.' stand for?)
rockyrelay- (it's ok that u put dots. I'll just guess that u were in a SERIOUS hurry.)
Smithy- (me too! I'd like to c some1 give her some MAJOR botox in her sleep!)
Starlight1534- (no he doesn't...i guess. I THINK that's what happens in the move.)
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Will walked all the way into the parlor, taking in the scenery around him. The room was dark, and rose scented candles were glowing in the shadows. The mahogany walls were decked with pictures of relatives and awards she had won. 'Awards?' He thought icily, 'Awards for what, The World's Biggest Brat?' By the far window, was a large wooden oak desk with papers and books scattered all about it. A bookshelf leaned up against the wall next to him, and a beautiful Persian rug sat in the middle of the room with a huge self portrait of the woman sitting in the mahogany velveted arm chair. "I...I'm sorry," He stammered, "I think I have the wrong house."
A low chuckle escaped the shadowed figure, "Oh believe me, Your Highness, you have indeed come to the right home." She stood up slowly from her spot on the far side of the room.
"No. I...I've stumbled up to the wrong door, for I am positively sure that the woman I am looking for is not here."
"Oh dear William!" She feigned a hurt expression. "You sound as if you do not wish to be in my presence." The large belled out skirt of her forest green gown kissed against the floor as she walked over to him with preditorial steps, her heels thudding against the carpeted floor beneath her. She wore a fancy dress, one meant for a princess to wear. It had a box cut bodice that expelled the milky skin of her chest, and Will could see a black diamond shaped jewel hanging from a long silver chain around her neck. Because the skirt of her dress was silken, it had perfect combination of black and dark green as it glittered in the candlelight. Her arms were exposed and her back lengthed black hair was curled and all pushed to hang over left shoulder. Her gem green eyes sparkled with a dangerous glow as she stopped in front of Will and gazed deeply into his eyes.
"That's the thing, Sylvia, I don't wish to be in your presence; I'd rather be tortured."
"Oh Will," She let one finger run down his right cheek, "That hurt. I would have thought you had more manners than that, my love."
He pushed her hand away, "Don't call me that." Will narrowed his eyes at her, "Now, if you'll excuse me ma'am, I must be on my way." He turned to leave the parlor, but was only stopped when Sylvia gripped his hand, forcing him to turn around to face her.
"Are you forgetting something, Your Highness? I do believe that you have a shoe that needs to be tried on." She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved closer until he could feel the heat conducting between them and smell the sweet aroma of her vanilla scented perfume, "And you seem exhausted from your travels, perhaps you would like to stay and rest?"
Will glared hard at her, the anger rising in his body to the point where he just wanted to knock her completely out, but he refused to hit a woman. Ha! Woman? He thought bitterly. "Miss," He began, holding back the urge to yell at her, "I must-" The prince did not get to finish, for the woman, in which he was trying to detach from around his neck, had firmly planted her soft lips against his in a kiss.
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Elizabella swung in the backyard garden. She had finally finished her work today, and was having a wonderful relaxing with Mother Nature. Wind tossled with the free strands of her shoulder-lengthed honey blonde hair. Her afternoon attire consisted of nothing but a simple white dress and no shoes. Heat radiated from the sun above and warmed her peach skin while the wind gently breezed through her hair and dress, whisperinig against every inch of her tired body. A month's work of house chores tended to have that effect on a girl. She sighed with pleasure and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of the swaying garden swing rock her to sleep as the sun planted warm heated kisses on her eyelids. "This feels wonderful." She said quietly to herself.
"I know." Elizabella shrieked in surprise at the new voice, and almost threw herself out of the swing. She turened around at the now giggling person. "It's alright, Elizabella, it's just me."
"What are you doing out here Estrella?"
The thicker woman smiled at her, "I could ask you the same thing. Do you mind if I take a seat next to you?"
"No," Elizabella scooted over, "Not at all." The swing swayed a little more when Estrella plopped down beside her. She took a deep breath and discarded her feet of the white house shoes that she had worn out here.
"So, do you come out here often? I mean...when you have freetime away from your chores." Estrella asked, locking eyes with the younger woman.
Elizabella sighed and leaned back a little bit to regain at least some part of her comfortable position, "Not really."
"Why not? It's beautiful out here."
"Yes, I know it is. But, when one has a mountain load of chores to do, they hardly get the chance to enjoy such a fine thing."
Estrella nodded in understading, "Yes, I guess you're right." The two sat in uncomfortable silence for a little while before Estrella spoke up again, "Um...I know we've treated you badly, but-"
"Badly?"
Estrella giggled a little, "Horribly."
Elizabella nodded in approval to the new answer.
"Yes, well, I know we've treated you horribly, but I want to make it up to you."
Elizabella was knocked completely off guard, "What?"
"Yes, yes, I know it sounds ridiculous. But, after a couple of years of seeing Mother torturing you, I've grown a bit of uh...sympathy, towards you."
"I don't need nor want your sympathy, Milady-"
"Estrella."
"What?"
"No more 'milady' or 'miss' or 'ma'am', just...Estrella. And Bella, I know you do not care for my pitty word, but please hear me out; I want to help you."
"How do you plan on doing that?"
"Believe me; I know a way." She smiled at Elizabella, who looked back her with pure confusion in her eyes, but she quickly cleared it from her mind.
"Ok." Was all she said before another moment of uncomfortable silence passed between the two. "So...uh, is that all you came out here to talk to me about?" She finaly asked, recieving a heavy sigh from her stepsiter.
"No. There is more."
Eizabella raised an eybrow, "There is?"
"There is." Elizabella waited patiently for Estrella to continue. After a few minutes pause, she spoke again, "That night...during the Prince's Ball."
Elizabella quickly averted her eyes to the maze of flowers that bloomed ahead of her, not able to meet the other woman's hard gaze, "What about it?"
"Well, we were gone for quite some time, and by the time we got home, the house seemed completely untouched. What were you doing while we were away?"
Elizabella's heart skipped a beat at the sudden question. With her eyes still looking ahead of her, she tried to control the slight tremor in her voice as she answered the woman's question. "Oh! Just...uh...daydreaming, thinking, wondering; you know, the usual." Elizabella's hands were beginning to moisten, so she hid them in her lap, deeply hoping that Estrella had not seen them, but she had.
"Uh-huh." Estrella replied with a little bit of a 'you're lying through your teeth' in her tone. She took a deep breath and tried again, "What were you thinking about for so long that took your mind completely off of your work?" She tried to giggle a little to show Elizabella that she was playing, but the blonde did not seem to notice.
"Me? Just...things."
"Such as?" She prompted.
"Things like my father, freedom, the prince. You know, the things I know I will never get to see again." She let out a forced chuckle and cast a quick glance at Estrella, who had her dark eyes pinned unmovingly on her.
'Never get to see again?' Estrella thought with curiosity. 'When did she ever see him in the first place, and why is she so nervous?' These thoughts and so many more roamed throughout Estrella's mind as she tried to put everything together. When the puzzle was finally complete, realization struck her hard and she gasped reluctantly. 'Mum was right.'
"What? What's wrong?" Came Elizabella's concerned voice. Estrella looked at the other woman once more and cast a clumsy smile in her direction.
"Nothing. Nothing is wrong, but I must go back inside now; I'm getting a little tired." She excused. Elizabella nodded at her and gave her a friendly smile.
"Ok, well, it was nice talking with you."
"Oh?" Estrella feigned cheer, "It was nice talking with you too. See you later, Elizabella."
"Sweet dreams, Mila...I mean, Estrella." She corrected with a giggle. Estrella smirked and nodded before taking her shoes and running as fast as she could back inside.
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"Mother! Mother! Mother!"
Scarlett came sprinting into the living room at Estrella's call. The red head let a secrative smile grace her face, "Did you get the information."
Estrella nodded with excitement and grinned from ear-to-ear, "Well?" Scarlett prompted, feeling a rush of happiness herself.
"It was her." The two shared an evil smile.
"I knew it." Scarlett responded, "Well, let's go nap, shall we? I need to be fully rested to enjoy the expression on Elizabella's face when I confront her later on about this."
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Will tried desperately to push Sylvia off of him, but her nails dug into his skin and caused him pain as she continued to smother his mouth. She braced his shoulders tightly and pulled him closer as she felt Will struggle to pull away. She almost had him close enough to the wall so she could chain him to the bookcase so she could continue her task, but she roughly yanked from Will by his loyal assistant, Jack. Once released, Will gasped for breath and wiped his mouth of the pink lipstick stain that he knew was there. "How dare you!" He shouted.
"How dare I what? It was an accident, I couldn't control myself." Sylivia answered.
"Accident my hind quarters!" He yelled, "Do you know I could have you arrested for that? That was assault!"
"No, darling, that was love." She replied. His shouting had no effect on her, Will could tell, so he decided to just leave it at that and move on; he would deal with her later.
"Do not call me that. Come on, Jack, we must continue our search."
"What?" Sylvia screeched in horror, "You can't leave, you haven't tried the shoe on me yet!"
"Why do I need to? A blind man could tell that you were just some selfish leech, bent on having the whole world kneel down before you! Shoot, even the village idiot would know that you are no more than a snobby rich girl and not the woman who they love! Good evening to you, Miss Sylvia, we must be off." The younger woman narrowed her eyes dangerously at the two disappearing men as they got into their carriage and quickly left.
"I knew this would not work." A voice said from her left.
"Oh shut up, Helga, and start my bath!" The woman stormed, letting out a loud frustrated cry as she stomped her way up to her bedroom and slammed the door with a vibrating BAM!
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