getting older

Elliot rushed over and to my surpise he looked at my tear covered face and his face grew even angrier. He looked at the Maid and ordered her to hand me over.

Maid: And why would I listen to you??

Elliot: Hand her over Now!

Maid: hahahaha! why are you trying to protect her? she will just end up like everyone else here, she'll end up hating you.

Elliot froze for a minute, he sighed and looked at me with cold eyes. I looked back at him with my tear stained face and flooded eyes. I stared for a minute thinking why does this boy look so sad? I then let out a smile and try to reaching my arms towards him. He looked surprised and then went back to looking serious towards the maid.

Elliot: Hand. Her. Over. Now.

Maid: sorry "young master but I refuse, there is no need to listen to you.

that's when I looked at the maid and started crying again, Elliot with his small body reached up onto the maids lap and tried to grab me. That's when the maid started holding me tighter, Elliot wasn't giving up though, he started to get a firm grip on me. That's when the maid raised her hand once again and slapped Elliot. I uncontrollably started crying louder. The butler grabbed onto my brother and started to drag him out of the room. I made eye contact with him and he looked defeated. I couldn't do anything to help him in this situation, all I could do was watch and cry.

9 months later

It is my very 1st birthday in this world, after that encounter with Elliot 9 months ago I haven't seen him since. I guess his care for me was only temporary. Besides that I can now talk a little and stand for a small period of time. Life as Abrielle has become a little bit more exciting since I can crawl and explore the mansion to some extent. I also forgot how good food was since for most of this life so far I've only had milk. This morning was the first time I got to see myself in a mirror, I looked exactly like the novel explained Lavander hair with ocean blue eyes, my skin was a fair white that gave off a soft feeling. I can't imagaine how such a cute little girl could bully their older brother. I was dressed up to the point of looking like a doll, suddenly my father came into the room, he picked me up and started taking me to the main hall were there was a lot of people.

I looked around the room and couldn't spot Elliot, was he not allowed to come or was he once again avoiding me? At the seat that I was being taken to, my mom was there waiting for me... At least I think she was there for me, but knowing her I could be wrong. All I knew is that I didn't want to get on her bad side just yet. As we aproched closer to her I reached out and called to her, she had a shocked look on her face like she didn't know what to do with herself. As I was reaching for her I shouted Mama, my father passed me over to her, I smiled at him and said papa, then with a confused look I turned back over to mother and confusingly said Bruddah, at that moment mother swiftly placed me on to the seat told me not to move and walked away.

I was getting REALLY bored sitting in that one spot so I decided to get up from the chair, at first I struggled and then fell onto my feet while holding on to the leg of the chair. Everyone from this angle looked tall and intemidating, but then I saw someone crawling on the floor, as though they are trying to not be seen, then I realized it was Elliot. He was crawling in my direction that was when I got on my knees and attempted to crawl towards him as well. Little did I know that dresses from this time period was SO heavy. I got to the edge of the steps to the mini stage and smiled at Elliot. He looked surpised and crawled towards me. I for a split second forgot that I was on top of steps and tried to crawl forwards. That was when I started to fall down the stairs. Elliot rushed over and caught me, with a worried look on his face he started scanning my body, as if he was looking for any injuries.

Elliot: Phew, it doesn't seem like your injured anywhere.

I look at him with my big ocean eyes and smiled shortly after...

Abrielle: Bruddah?

Elliot looked at me shocked. Out of no where he started laughing.

Elliot: HAHAHAHA... you seemed to have grown while I was gone... Happy Birthday Abrielle.

He took my small hand and kissed it. That was when I realized that maybe Elliot wasn't as slow as everyone thought. Maybe just maybe he was faking it, with that aside, I just smiled and reached my arms out towards him, as if I was asking him to hold me, but right after he picked me up a very angry mother came towards us...