Chapter 4
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FAYE POV
A few days before we left for our "adventure" I told Erik I was going out for a while. It was in the early morning, we had some fresh snow on the ground. It was actually still lightly snowing. I bundled up in the warmest clothes that I had. Which wasn't much, I can assure you.
"I'll come with you." he said in an annoyed tone.
"No." I said. "This is something I have to do alone."
"I want to come." He didn't sound too interested. But I was glad; I didn't want him to be.
"No, Erik. Sometimes I have to be alone, and these being one of those times. Just let me be."
He shrugged and went back to whatever he was doing.
"I'll be back later" I said.
I went to the flower shop across the street. I handed over the rest of the money I kept for emergencies, to buy a bouquet of dark roses, with a black lace surrounding them. I also purchased a simple black veil, with the money that Nanny had left me with. I began the slow walk to the cemetery. Trying to remember all the times I had with her. What painful memories.
As I entered the cemetery, I noticed I was the only one there as I opened its iron gates. The gates opened with that irritating sound like they always did, but right now I didn't care. I was happy to be alone, because it was my last time with nanny till who knows when and I wanted to make this one visit special.
As I approached her grave laid the flowers at her simple gravestone which read
Dior Chantal
Beloved Wife and Nanny
"If you loved something, set it free"
March 22, 1811- December 14, 1869
"Oh Dior, I wish you could see me now. I remember you telling me on your deathbed about letting what you love go, but I can't. I'm sorry I'm not ready yet. You've always been there for me and you took care of me as if I was your own. You told me that home is where the heart is. But you also told me that here is my home. I now have the opportunity to get away from the past and have some adventures. Lamar has been great to me and has been supporting me in every way possible, but I he needs to be taken care of now. Charles could help him, but I highly doubt it. I guess there's something I should tell you. There's this gentleman, but it's not like what we thought or you may be thinking. Charles doesn't like him but I don't know why. He's a man who hasn't had the greatest life. He's giving me this opportunity. I know you never went anywhere barely past your front doorstep and you probably wouldn't go for this idea. But I trust him, and he seems like a pretty nice man. Dior, I would love to have you give me a sign that you approved. But either way I'm going with him. I won't be visiting you for a while now. But I just want you to know that you will always be in my heart. Maybe one day I'll be able to let you go. I know you are in a better place but still it doesn't seem right when you aren't here. Please, please help me understand to let go is okay. I will miss you Dior. Thank you for taking care of me when no one else would."
As I finished my little speech I started to get up; I heard a noise behind me. I froze. I didn't want to look behind me. I slowly, carefully reached into the opening of my dress pulling the knife in between my breasts. I held it against my chest. I didn't make another move until I heard the intruder say.
"Well mademoiselle, I think you have a lot to tell me"
It was Erik. With a mask. He must have made it or found one. I don't know. I decided to ask him later. I quickly put the knife back where I got it from. I smiled but then remembering that I was mad at him for following me here. I turned around to face him. Giving him an evil glare but getting up. As he reached for my arm to escort me home, I look at him and look back at Dior and whisper "I'm sorry." I let him lead me out of the cemetery and to take me home. We walked home in silence, and I thought thank god. But I wish I knew what Erik was thinking right now. I wonder how long he was there.
We finally return to the little shack. We open the door and find Charles there. He saw both of us entering and looking shocked at his early return.
He looks at me then to Erik and says angrily
"What are you planning for her?"
As he holds up a map, some rope, my suitcase, a lot of money, and a small gun.
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