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Post by Belladonna on Jun 21, 2007 22:40:09 GMT -5
*Belladonna woke up slowly, stretching luxuriously in the very comfy bed. She frowned, confused- this was not her bed. This was not her room. She sat up quickly, gazing around as the events of the ngiht before came rushing back to her. She opened her mouth and tried to speak, but found she was silent once again. What had Fate's minion said? Something about happiness. She shrugged, got up, went through her morning routine, and headed down to the kitchen.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 25, 2007 20:10:14 GMT -5
*Bella walked inside and went over to the closet and opened it. It was absolutely overflowing with beautiful clothes- she caught her breath at the extravegance of it. After a few minutes of looking through it all, she found a dark blue dress at the back of the closet which looked slightly smaller than the others. She slipped into it and smiled- it fit her perfectly, flattering her slim body and making her eyes a darker, more intense blue. She brushed out her long hair again and then slipped back out of the room and down the stairs.*
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 19:19:07 GMT -5
"Betsy!" *Called Enjolras, shoving his way through the front door with Bella in his arms, kicking it closed behind him.*
"Betsy!"
*A harried-looking housekeeper with frizzy brown hair came bustling in.*
"Naow wot's this all abou... good heavens child, what ever posessed you to bring a woman in here!" *She cried, spying Bella. Enjolras rolled his eyes.*
*He continued up the stairs to Emiline's room.*
"Besty, this is Bella. She's a... friend of mine. She's pregnant and I'm worried something's gone wrong." *He said, once they were there. He laid Bella gently on the bed in Emiline's room, but Betsy frowned.*
"It wouldn't 'appen to be your child she's carryin, now is it?"
*Enjolras glared at her.* "No, Betsy. Now would you help?"
*She sighed long-sufferingly, but hurried off to find something to clean her off. Enjolras stepped back to let Betsy change Bella and clean her, averting his eyes. Betsy came out into the hallway and escorted him back in once he was done.*
"The young lady's suffered a miscarriage--she'll be weak for a few days. I've cleaned her up best I could and put her into one of Emiline's nightgowns. Good god that Emiline was huge! The nightgown is massive on the poor girl. Be careful around her, though. She might be... delicate." *Said Betsy, almost tenderly. Though nagging and overbearing, Betsy coudl be a godsend at times, and was actually a bit of a sucker.*
"Thank you, Betsy." *Enjolras said, motioning for her to go. He went into the room and sat on the bed, putting his hand on the side of Bella's face.*
"Are you awake?" *He asked quetly.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 28, 2007 21:08:31 GMT -5
((My hero! )) *Bella opened her eyes slowly and looked around, slightly disoriented.* Y-yes. Why am I here?
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 21:10:55 GMT -5
((*shrugs and grins* thats me!))
*He stroked her hair gently.*
"You passed out in the park--we went to the infirmary but Diana logged out they weren't... satisfactory. I brought you here and Betsy took care of you--I hope you don't mind." *He said, taking her hand.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 28, 2007 21:18:54 GMT -5
*She nodded, holding onto his hand with the strength as she could muster, which was...pathetically weak* Yes. Yes, thank you. *She met his gaze, her eyes managing to look direct and disoriented at the same time. ((Wow, I know, that's pretty hard. But Bella has developed special eyes which can do that kind of thing. Sue!Eyes. Mmmhmmm. ;D ))* I...I lost my baby, didn't I?
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 21:21:17 GMT -5
*He nodded.* "I... I'm sorry." *He said solemnly, squeezing her hand and leaning over to kiss her forehead.*
"Betsy said you would be weak for a few days--you're perfectly welcome to stay here if you like." *He said, sitting back up and squeezing her hand again.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 28, 2007 21:24:55 GMT -5
*She nodded again, not really paying attention to what he was saying.* I- yes. Thank you. If you don't mind. ((I feel a moodbreaker coming on. ))
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 21:27:44 GMT -5
*He looked at her intently for a moment--he could tell she was distracted.*
"Do you want to be left alone?" *He asked, wishing desperately that she didn't.* "I would understand if you did." *Of course he wouldn't.*
((oh noes! don't make poor enjy leev!))
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 28, 2007 21:33:55 GMT -5
*She thought about that for a second. He wouldn't understand how she was feeling- but if she was left alone, God knew what she would do. And something was nagging at her. Her eyes widened slightly.* Christian needs to know. He deserves to know.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 21:34:58 GMT -5
*His heart sank, but he knew that he had to do what she wanted.*
"Do you want me to find him, Bella? I can bring him here--anything you want, I'll do it."
((you know this would be so much easier if she were on.))
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 28, 2007 21:37:37 GMT -5
((I feel so bad. But we want an angstfest, right? ;D )) He needs to know. I told him I- he should know. *She looked at him pleadingly* He thinks I'm a whore. He has to know that I'm not having a baby.
((And yes, it would be easier. Grrr. This is a problem.))
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 21:45:14 GMT -5
((oh how you tempt me.))
*His eyes widened.*
"Bella... the idea that you could ever be called... that you would ever be..." *He took her face in his hand again, looking her in the eyes tenderly.* "Bella, you could never be a whore, no matter whose baby you were having."
*Rage boiled somwhere deep inside him, that any man would be so hurtful as to think this perfect woman a whore. It took all of his willpower to supress the urge to hunt the man down and cause him a great deal of pain.*
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Post by Belladonna on Jun 28, 2007 21:47:52 GMT -5
But I was a whore. When he didn't want me. The first time. And he still thinks that, even if he doesn't say it. *Her eyes were slightly unfocused* But I stopped. A long time ago. *She focused again, her tone entreating* I promise. I stopped.
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Post by Enjolras on Jun 28, 2007 21:51:56 GMT -5
*Something inside him broke, the normally stoic exterior cracked.*
"Then he must be an extremely foolish man--first for not wanting you, and second for thinking that anything about you could be less than perfect."
*He found that he was somehow alright with the fact that she had once sold herself to make a living--something about her made him want to protect her from the evils the world could deal out.*
((suethor: *huggles bella to death*))
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