Marie sat on the bed with her hair gently at her in front of her shoulders, and brushed her hair slowly, a single tear dripping down her face and she looked up then, glancing to the side as if thinking about something then set the hair-brush down beside her, tucking her hair behind ears. That's when Cara walked into the room, shutting the door behind her then walked over as if a bit worried now. Cara was wearing yellow dress, and her hair was clipped up so proper like, it seemed to make her look more confident and sweet and Marie thought the same, but when thinking of her, she thought she was the opposite of that, that she was so improper.
"Marie, are you alright?" Cara knew that she wasn't though, but felt like she had to ask anyway
She shook her head then, sighing as she looked away "No, I am not." She looked back at Cara then, her expression annoyed and tired "I was only trying to help; you know that, don't you?" Marie whispered softly, so gently really. Cara stared at her for a moment, sitting down beside her, about to place a hand on her shoulder but then Marie got up from the bed, walking over to the window, a hand on the stone wall as she looked out of it. She shook her head, turning around to look at Cara "Do you even realize how he acts? Uncle thinks he knows what's best but he doesn't." She walked over to the bed again "He tells us that we are so spoiled, and so improper."
"Perhaps he's trying to help as well…" Cara whispered, trying to be comforting but it didn't seem to help really as Marie shook her head, still frowning too, her eyebrows narrowed in annoyance
"But then he thinks I'm the one who's supposed to be the most respectful to him, to be so kind. Because I'm his oldest niece, he thinks that I'm supposed to be the one to listen to him the most." She then sat back down, grabbing a pillow and hugged it close to her, looking over at Cara "I'm not like that…He's wrong, isn't he?" She whispered softly
"Marie, you are not how he thinks you are." Cara put a hand on Marie's shoulder, smiling gently "It's alright."
"But it's not, Cara. And with you being with Richard…"
She slowly removed her hand from Marie's shoulder, and her smile faded "This isn't about Richard or about me, Marie." Cara got up from the bed then, walking over to one of the dresser, twiddling her thumbs for a moment before looking back at her sister then "Marie, you do not think before doing things, this is why you do not have the best in relationships."
"When did we start talking about relationships?" Marie asked, quirking an eyebrow but seemed to be getting annoyed again "You're the one in love with Richard, which even when Uncle disapproved, when the family disapproved you still continued on with it, didn't you?"
"How can you say something like that?"
"How can I not?" She got up from the bed as well, only so far away from Cara now "It's not that I don't like him, he's a sweet man but he can't be there for you all the time. When Uncle finds out, he'll tell father. And you know exactly what he said if it went on even when he told you not to."
"I love him, Marie."
"I know you do, but perhaps this is a love that should stop now." Marie knew she sounded rude, that it wasn't comforting at all, and when she saw that tear drip down Cara's face, she knew she shouldn't have said that to her, she should have been a comforting sister to her instead
"Yet you loved George."
"Don't do that."
"Oh, I'm sorry. You can tell me who to love, and when to love but I cannot do that to you?" Cara's voice broke mid-sentence, and her breathing trembled "That isn't fair at all, Marie. I deserve love just as much as you do, and I'm not going to let you stop me from having this, even if things aren't that well for you. It is not my fault that you ruin your own relationships with people you love; you do that all on your own without my help."
Cara had always been the nice one out of the three siblings, and the youngest. She wasn't one to speak out loudly, or to flaunt around, to try to beguile and be seduced by simple words of comfort. She was the one who was there to comfort, and to be kind, to be sweet and gentle. And for her to say that, it made Marie only stare at her wide eyed in awe.
"Please, don't…Don't leave me, we're sisters." Marie spoke softly, almost worried now, taking a step forward "I know that I shouldn't have said that to you, that I should have been comforting."
"Marie…I can't be there for you if you won't let me." She whispered softly, shaking her head as she looked away
Marie didn't know what to say really but walked back over to the bed, sitting on it again, her eye-lids drooping for a moment then she looked back at Cara "I'm sorry…Don't go, I need my sister with me, Cara." She felt arms wrap around her then, pulling her into a hug and she could hear Cara crying softly. Both of them had so many emotions inside of them, both of them having love for others, and with the way of being so proper, as their Uncle had said for them to be, it just made it harder not to cry.
"It's okay." Marie whispered, hugging her back then
"You are my sister, Marie."
"And we'll always be there for each other?" Marie asked then, her voice breaking mid-sentence again
"Of course." Cara whispered softly, nodding as she then pulled away, smiling gently
