Some Strange Type of Peculiar Love

The Others Part One

Hello, no one has read this yet but that's ok because I doubt anyone will but hey, maybe someone 10 years from now will be bored and binge reading

Fiona's POV
Hugh knew I fancied him, and I didn't mind, he was sweet and patient with me.
He blushed when I kissed him, even if it was on the cheek.
"If you're afraid we can always leave, we can find a new loop or get jobs and stay in the world," he sighed at me, almost in a loving way. He palmed the side of cheek and rubbed my face with his thumb, I leaned into it. His hand was calloused but warm, it made me feel safe.
"We can go anywhere as long as I'm with you."
He leaned in and kissed me, short and abrupt but romantic.
He lifted his goggles to his forehead, his eyes danced over me. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Ready, love?"
I nodded, we linked arms and trudged through the grass.

Before we could even knock, a tall woman opened the door. She was wearing a white button down shirt neatly tucked into a Ruby red pencil skirt.
"Ah, you must be Hugh Apiston and Fiona Fraunfeld."
My jaw hung open and Hugh immediately pulled me back and got into a defensive stance. The Irish woman— Irene — talked about people who would hurt us, Wights.
"Oh no children, do not be afraid, I was told of your coming."
"By who?" Hugh was still in fight mode, but his jaw relaxed a bit and gripped my arm less rigidly.
"Mr. Apiston, I can promise you I am of no danger, but I'm also an Ymbryne and my knowledge is my knowledge. It does not concern children."
"I'm not a child." Hugh growled.
"Mr. Apiston, if you want to stay here you need to adjust your attitude."
"Oh great, another Enoch!" I heard someone mutter inside the house. I peaked over Hughs shoulder out of curiosity.
"Oh sod off!" I heard a boy say, probably Enoch.
"So Mr. Apiston, would you and Miss Fraunfeld like to stay?"
Hugh looked down at my pleading eyes.
"Yes."

A fairly tall girl with red hair led me to my room.
"I'm Emma!" She said enthusiastically, they must not get many visitors.
I nodded and looked down. I could out of the corner of my eyes her frown, I felt bad.
"Ok well here it is," She said gleaming, as if the last 15 seconds never happened. I smiled a bit, it was nice. Better than the flower field. My bed was in the middle of the room under one of the windows, which seemed to open. There were two more windows on the other side of the room, (one was a bay window), but those didn't seem to open more than a crack. My bed spread was green tea colored and it had a new brown dress on there. There was a closet next to the bay window with a few outfits.
"I can take you shopping if you'd like! It would be real fun!"
I smiled and nodded with no intention of going with her, she could be dangerous.
But my smile seemed to brighten her day, she skipped down the hall and greeted someone named Abe. I heard a knock on my door frame, Hugh.
"Look at this place!" He had his hands in the front pockets of what looked like new tan pants.
"You look nice." I whispered.
"You look the same." I laughed and punched him in the shoulder.
"The red head..."
"Emma."
"Oh yes, Emma, said dinner was in an hour, so go freshen up and erm look good."
I frowned at that, look good?
Hughs eyes got big and he jumbled over his words,
"No, yes, well, Emma said dinner is supposed to be a fancy affair."
I nodded, I'd just wear the dress on my bed.
Hugh walked out of my room, not before poking his head in,
"And Fiona?"
I looked up,
"I think you always look good." He winked and walked out

HOT WATER! What a luxury. We never really had it in my village, only the very rich of the rich did, but we never saw them much. I washed my hair, parts of matted chunks fell on the ground. Ms. Peregrine gave me a special comb and shampoo to get the bugs out of my hair, she said it was a must. I will miss them. Eventually I stepped out of the shower, my hair looked awful, but it was nice to finally shave again. The last time I was able to was at Irenes house, and that was weeks ago.
By the time I got downstairs, my thick curly hair had already become dry and frizzy in the heat. Hugh looked as handsome as ever. I sat down next to him and felt my face heat as everyone stared at us.
"So where are you guys from?" A flying top hat asked. My eyes widened and I grabbed the knife from my plate.
"Woah calm down! I'm Millard, invisibility is my peculiarity." I set the knife down embarrassed.

11/21/20
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