—Jessabelle Jones!" Says my mother as she walks towards me.
—Yes madr ..." and she turned to see her, but she quickly slaps me.
—How dare you dishonor your family." She pulls me by the arm and takes me to a more private place.
—But what do you mean, mother?" - Now you will tell me that you do not know what I am talking about, perhaps you think me silly, you think I did not see that you were kissing a commoner. AH UN PLEBEYO! How dare you commit such an act. If your father finds out, he is going to banish you, he is even capable of killing you, and the prince too. I order you to put an end to this once and for all, for you and your family's sake. - she takes me by the hand.
—No and he withdrew it quickly. "I'm not willing to go over my happiness, I don't love Alexandre I don't love him, you don't understand, I love Adrean. Please mother, don't let my father marry that man - And I start to cry.
—I'm sorry daughter, but I can't do anything but shut up." And she begins to cry.
—Please mother, then don't say anything." Look Adrean and I, we are willing to go far away, we will not cause problems I promise. - Ok ... okay, I won't say anything, but leave soon, sooner or later everyone will find out. And I will no longer be able to protect you from reality. - And she leaves, without saying anything else.
I will have to speak to Adrean, and escape as soon as possible.
Dusk falls and my anxiety grows with every minute that passes. Am I really willing to leave everything behind ?, break the rules, live with my beloved away from this falsehood. It sounds so much better than serving a man just for his money ... without love. She (she sighed). [A voice takes me out of my thoughts]
Nice to see you, Miss." Jones.- And she touches my cheek.— Or rather future Wife. I really missed those warm eyes, and those full pink lips. "He smiles.
—Hello Alexandre." She lowered my gaze.
Sometimes you think you don't even care about me, but I really love you." Since that time I saw you, with that face of joy, that smile, that delicacy of your features. I love your personality, but if you don't feel the same ...- And she turns to the big frame.
She flatters me, with every one of her words. But really we both know that this marriage is arranged. It's what I wish I could tell you.
-Not calm. I also wish ... to marry you, these days just haven't been flattering. - I get it.
I dare not tell you what I really feel, I am afraid. I don't want my family to be harmed by my actions ... but deep down in my heart, I feel the need to shout out the reality, the reality of wanting to be free with my beloved.
—See you soon my dear." She kisses me on the forehead and leaves the room.
I start crying, I don't know what to do, I'm really ... I'm so confused. Am I really willing to give my life for Adrean? Losing my parents, losing everything I have to start from scratch.
I am also willing to die, I love him, he complements me, he makes my days ... really warm and beautiful. I know that we will be happy, I know that I will be happy. And if I die trying, I know it is not a sin to dream.
It's midnight, I'm heading to the garden. Adrean is waiting for me. He slipped me away into the darkness, in the distance he noticed a silhouette; it's my dear Adrean.
—Adrean." And I run to hug him.
—Hello my beloved princess." And he gives me a tender kiss. "I have a surprise for you." He takes me by the hand, and I go to a small house far away
—You'll have to close your eyes, you can't see." And he makes a serious face.
I close my eyes, I am very nervous; but I'm in good hands ... I know.
—You can open them princess.
I am stunned, this is really impressive, it is a small cabin, furnished and has candles. And he hands me a rose.
—I know it's not much, I can't offer you a castle, lots of money. But yes my heart and love, I love you with all my soul Jessabelle, I did all this for both of us; no one can disturb us. Here we will live happily. Would you agree to stay with me, until death do us part.
Don't doubt it for a second.
—Of course I do!.- I give him a kiss, I'm so happy.
We spent the night talking about the things we would do, we planned to leave in 3 days. In 3 days I will leave my past, and I will be happy.
We are at the back of the house, a few meters from the garden. I give him a kiss and a hug.
—JESSABELLE JONES!.- My father says as he prepares the shotgun.
—Father, please don't go crazy.- he yelled as he took Adrean's hand.
—How dare you, ENTER YOUR ROOM RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL MARRY THE PRINCE." HA THAT PLEBEYO I WILL KILL HIM RIGHT NOW! .- And he aims ... shoots.
—DAUGHTER!.- He says as he begins to cry.
—Princess, please don't resist, please.
But he heard a second shot.
—Adre ... an.- And he falls next to me, we look at each other and I can't help not crying. My life will end but before. - Don't ... worry my love, we will ... we will be together ... in ... this ... life and in ... others.- I close my eyes.
Let's go back the story.
When a cute little boy with blue eyes was under a cherry tree.
—Hey, what are you doing here?.- I say with a soft voice.
—Uh, sorry, I had to pick some cherry trees, I haven't eaten in days.- But I promise not to do it anymore.
—It's not my tree, it's actually nobody's.- And he smiled. - Easy, tell me what brought you here?
—Well, my parents died.- They killed them, so I managed to escape, I wandered through the town ... but they all ran at me, so I walked and walked; I saw this cherry tree and since I didn't see anyone and I was hungry, I plucked a few. "She blushes.
—Easy, your secret is kept.- And I wink at him.
We chat and chat, until dusk falls.
—Well I have to go. It got too late, my mother sure and she's worried ha-ha.
—You didn't tell me your name." And she stands up.
—My name is Jessabelle Jones and… yours?" "My name is Adrean Colins.- She smiles
—Nice name.- She smiled.
And on the way home, go kid. He is very handsome, I feel like I have known him for a long time.
—Oh my wanted girl, you don't know how worried she was." Where did you get? .- He looks at me seriously.
—I'm sorry mother, I didn't want to worry you.- I got lost, but here I am safe and sound.- He smiled.
—Thank God.- And he hugs me.- Come on, I made dinner.
Dinner went well, however my parents got a bit upset ... for straying me out of the way.
Being on my dresser, I can't help but think of that blue-eyed boy. Tomorrow I will go and bring him some food, I don't think a few cherries will calm his hunger.
At dawn he goes to the kitchen, I will prepare a basket of food, I hope it is there. [A voice takes me out of my thoughts]
—What are you doing rummaging in my kitchen?.- And he crosses his arms.
—You got me.- he sighed.
I tell you everything that happened yesterday afternoon. My mother looked me in the eye, stood up, and started helping me make the basket.
I'm on my way, and I find the same boy drinking cherries again.
—HEY YOU!" And he quickly turns around.
—Oh Jessabelle.- He smiles.
—I brought food, I couldn't help not bring you." I hope and do not offend you, I do it with all my heart. - Why would a gift from a friend offend me? .- And she smiles.
Friend? I am her friend. My first friend. I sit under the cherry tree, and I start to put on a blanket, he arranged the food and we started eating, while we chatted.
—Let's go to my house, maybe my father will give you some homework.- He smiled.
—You would really do that for me. Of course not.- He smiled.
On the way home, we were chatting. When he got home, she invited him in.
—Daughter, who is he?.- My mother asks as she takes the basket.
—He's my friend, the boy I told you about.-He has nowhere to go, and I want to talk to my father if he could give him some homework. - And I put on a serious face.
—Well your father went with the Laurent family, maybe I'll make it to dinner. In the meantime, what do you think if you help me make dinner, young men. - Smile.
We made dinner, and a dessert. I was setting the table, and my father arrived.
—Hello daughter, how are you?.- And she hugged him.
—Good father, thank you.- Let's have dinner.- Smile.
—Um ... father, I wanted to talk to you about something important. I met a boy, he has nowhere to live, I found him under a cherry tree. And he wanted to ask if you could give him some homework, he's willing.
—Hello Mr. Jones, nice to meet you.- and he bows a little.
My father smiles at him and invites him to sit down. We are all sitting, having dinner and my father asked him why is he alone ?, and Adrean answers formally.
My father finally took a good look at him and told him that he could stay in the staff room. That would be his room while I give him some homework, I'm really very happy. He won't have to endure heat.
This happened for 2 years, and I fell deeply in love with him. Sometimes we ran away so we could see the sunset and the stars.
—Valla if they are pretty, I love how they shine, how they blink. Sometimes I would like to fly and take them with my own hands. When I die, I want to be a star, for when people look up at the sky, they say "But how beautiful it shines" .- He looked at it - Would you like to be a star when you die?
—Yes, but I would like to be with you, as friends I have to protect you until after death.- And we laughed.
—You're right, we must be together.- Do you think our destiny was to be together?
—That's right, thanks to you I'm alive. You are very special to me, if something happened to you, I would not forgive myself.- And he pats me on the head.
—Silly, you know I don't like you doing that.- I know, but I can't help it.– He laughs.
—Ashhhh ... canson.- And I'm going home.
—Wait for me.- and he runs to me.
Upon entering the house, we said goodbye and each one to their room.
I slept peacefully. The next day I have one of the most surprising news.
—Daughter, your Aunt Sophia and your cousins Maria and Elizabeth will visit."
He choked me on food.
—Mother, but they are unbearable.
—It's already decided, they'll arrive in a few hours.- he says as he sips his orange juice.
—I can't believe it, hell is coming. I pick him up from the table and head to my room.
—Jessabelle, come finish your breakfast. Right now .- She says almost screaming.
—Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, I have some homework to finish. If you'll excuse me.
—Easy, could you after finishing your homework talk to Jessabelle, you're the only one who listens.
—Don't worry ma'am, I'll talk to her.
And she gets up.
I'm in my room, upset. My cousins come from Spain, they have made my life impossible, they are harpies, I hate them.
—AHHHHHHHH!" She screamed as she threw some books to the ground.
—Jessabelle, this is Adrean." I can pass?.
—Yeah sure.- I say as I wipe my tears.
—But what is wrong with you? And she sits me down.
—I hate them too much.- I say as she cried.
—But what have they done to you to go to these extremes and he sits in front of me.
—I'll tell you well. One morning years ago, they were visiting, so we went out to play. We were on the swings and one of my cousins hit her too hard so her sister flew off, and when my uncles, my mother and father arrived; My cousin told them that I was the one who did it badly. My cousin was very ill, and when she woke up she told them that it was me. They whipped me. And it wasn't true. And it is one of the many false accusations that have been made against me.
—Fence, but how strong. I see why so much hate. I'm sorry.- he takes me by the hand.
—Easy, it wasn't your fault.- He wiped away my tears.
I look out the window and see my cousins' carriage.
—They arrived.- I look at him desperately.
—Easy, everything will be fine. Let's go down, show them that you are not afraid.- he takes me by the hand. Remember that you have me, my dear friend.
I smile, it really makes me happy. Coming down, he saw my cousin Elizabeth's wicked smile.
—But how beautiful they are.- says my mother as she greets my aunt Amelié.
—Thanks aunt.- they both say at the same time.
—What a great surprise.- I say while greeting my aunt.
—There are but great you are daughter, and how beautiful you are. You inherited the beauty of the Bullok.- And he smiles.
—And ... your dear husband, sister?" Asks my mother. -
—She had to stay on business, you know men. "I understand, come and have tea."
—Will he take my luggage to the room?.- My aunt asks in a mocking voice.
—Yes, is there a problem?.- Says my mother as she puts her hands on Adrean's shoulders.
—No, just curious.- And they are going to have tea.