Chapter 4: They Meet
AN: Hi guys. Thank you so much for reading this far into my fanfic. Cilla and Stella are going to meet in this chapter, but Johnny doesn't know until I have some more reviews! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Cilla awoke to find Johnny beside her. She was thinking about what had happened yesterday. Not wanting to disturb him, she quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and started to prepare breakfast in the kitchen.
There was nothing. No bread, tea, or eggs. How could she possibly prepare breakfast with no ingredients? She decided to go to the market. She scribbled her whereabouts down on a piece of paper and left it on the counter in case Johnny should happen to wake.
"Good morning, Mrs. Tremain." bid a shopkeeper.
"Good morning to you, Mr. Joseph!" she replied kindly.
The bakery was crowded. There was absolutely no room to move. Cilla waited patiently by the door until the crowd died down.
"Oh my!" she heard a feminine voice shriek. When Cilla truned to see the direction from which the cry came from, she saw a young woman of about her age nearly being trampled by a series of carriages. She was carrying many packages. All of which were strewn across t he pathway. Cilla hurried to help her.
"Here you are." she said gathering some of the packages.
"Oh, thank you. I'm awfully grateful. I'm new here. It seems that Boston isn't all that friendly." she said with a nervous smile.
Cilla understood her predicament. "I'm Cilla." she said extending her hand forward. The girl hesitated.
"I'm…" a loud crash had covered the sound of her voice, making it impossible for Cilla to hear her name.
Cilla didn't pay any mind to the crash. Many carriages crash into carts and such things daily in such a big city as Boston. She took the time to look the girl over. She was blonde, somewhat taller than Cilla. She has her fair share of curves and donned a very tight, revealing dress that showed off the figure. Cilla thought it improper to boast your curves around town. Not even Johnny knew how curved she was!
The girl regained her senses. "Does that happen often?" she asked. Cilla let out a small giggle. "Of course." she said.
The girl, like Cilla, was waiting for the bakery to clear out. While Cilla was waiting, she noticed a rather purplish looking stain running down the skirt of the girl's otherwise very blue dress. This intrigued her. She thought about pointing it out, but didn't want to hurt the girl's feelings. She decided to mention it to her. How much harm could she cause?
"Ummm…may I ask you something?" she asked politely. The girl nodded. "There is a rather purplish stain on the skirt of your dress. What caused it?" she continued.
The girls looked down at her dress. Apparently, the stain was rather new, in fact, so new that the girls hadn't noticed it until then. She seemed bothered. "I have this slight intuition that that might be…blood." she said hoarsely. Cilla looked a bit worried also. Might she have gotten injured when those carriages came by and knocked the packages out of her hands?
"Follow me." said Cilla, leading the girl out of the store and around the corner. There was no on there. They were behind the store. "May I see?" asked Cilla. The girl nodded. Cilla hiked up her skirt as far as the knee. She undid petticoats and made her way to her skin. There right down her leg was a rather large cut just oozing with blood. Cilla gasped. "Please." she said. "You must come with me. I live close by. You have a serious cut on your leg that may get infected if we don't hurry." the two girls hurried toward Cilla's house.
When they got there, Johnny was now where to be found. This time he had left a note. It read:
Dear Cilla,
Thank you, but I shall not be home in time for breakfast or even lunch for that matter. I'll try to be home for dinner, but if you are hungry please don't wait up for me. Thank you for yesterday. I really enjoyed it.
Love you always,
Johnny
Cilla blushed at the note. She turned towards Stella. "Please have a seat. You shouldn't be on that leg too long." she said hurrying away to find some bandages.
"Thank you," said Stella, while Cilla bandaged her wound.
"It's all right." replied Cilla. "Would like to stay for breakfast? I haven't had any and my husband is out. It would be awfully lonely eating by myself." asked Cilla.
Stella looked somewhat surprised. She had no intentions of eating breakfast just yet, but hunger was getting the best of her. "All right. That is if you don't mind." she replied.
Cilla smiled. "Great. What would you like?" she asked as she rummaged through the bagfuls of food items she bought.
"Oh. I don't really care, but you simply must allow me to assist you with preparations." she pleaded.
Cilla hesitated. She did not approve of the idea of guests doing any of the chores including cooking. "All right, but please don't over exert yourself. Entertaining my guest should be my duty." sighed Cilla.
"All right. I'll be sure to only helpwith thepreparations." she laughed.
The girls busied themselves with breakfast. They saved some for Johnny just in case they didn't have enough for dinner. After breakfast was done, the two girls got to talking and performed more household chores. Stella constantly got on Cilla's nerves by wanting to help with the chores, even with a wounded leg.
This was the beginning of an everlasting friendship, just wait 'till Johnny gets home…
How was that? I made Stella a really nice character at first, but she will turn evil when she finds out that her beloved is married to Cilla. Johnny comes home in the next chapter. Please Review! Please Please Please Please!