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"George" "what."
"you have to understand the situation" "what is there to understand"
Me and my mum have been fighting a lot recently; dads always out working for the king, and she's always with her 'friend'. I don't understand why dad stays with her she's horrible.
"GEORGE YOU HAVE ANOTHER LETTER, WHY DO YOU GET SO MANY?" I quickly run downstairs before she could open it, I have a secrete admirer, they send me letters maybe once a month ever since I turned 15 last year. I wish I knew who it was but there's no teens my age here....
"don't open it." "Why Georgie you have a loverrr"
She drug out her words and used a baby voice while attempting to open the letter which normally would be ok since she is joking, but I'm very annoyed already with our last fight.
"Mom just hand it over," I said in a annoyed tone trying to warn her to back off.. all she did was roll her eyes and hand over the envelope and sigh, "George I'm your mom you can talk to me about girls," grabbing it quickly and starting to walk away I spat out "I know its just awkward" There was nothing left to say after that, I slowly opened the letter while sitting back against my bedframe:
"I keep seeing you at the market,, too scared to approach I keep my distance; instead I just watch your beautiful brunet hair brush in the wind and your smile lace unto your face. Your beauty is truly breath taking... though I know you will never be mind I long to hear you say my name .."
And that was it. The letter was done; the black ink spread against the sheet of paper for each letter, it melts my heart to hear someone thinks of me in this way, I fear though that once I know who it is it'll be someone I have little to no attraction to. even though no one knows yet because its worthy of exclusion, I'm queer. That's another reason I can't talk to my mom because I know she will tell the priest then boom either I get an eXorcIsM or ill get killed..
I slowly shut the paper and use my finger to outline the wax that had sealed the paper; there had been no design on it only the wax.. I wonder who this person is... I mean there really isn't a reason to be thinking about it because I know it is probably a girl and I would rather die alone than be forced into marriage with a women. I slowly get up from where I had been siting in the floor and walk over to my desk.
I stuff the letter into the drawer of the desk with the others and sit to look out the window, its starting to get darker outside so that means dad should be home soon... I start to pay more attention to the beauty of the fall; the trees had just turned orange and there were some leaves on the ground. The farmers have started selling their fall crops such as corn and pumpkins and the yearly fall festival was coming up, they were going to reveal the kings family since the war is now over and it isn't as dangerous. The rumor is is that the oldest is around 16 and the youngest around 13. The queen was executed a few years ago for having an affair with her handmaid, the whole kingdom loved her, I held the highest amount of respect for her and I still do even though she's cursed upon in the kingdom now.
I hear the downstairs door open and some mumbled small talk which I assume is my father; I walk downstairs to see that my assumption was correct. "Hey dad how was your day"
"George I don't want to talk about it"-..... well.. "okay." I walk over and sit down, mom had already prepared dinner and set the table with food since that is the 'women's' job which i think its absolutely obscure but- oh well...
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dreamnotfound// Secret Love
FanfictionGeorge, a young boy from a small village. One day he ran to the forest behind his house in a fit of rage; he comes across a green coat strung up on a tree. As he goes to investigate he finds himself cornered by a taller blonde boy; He soon falls for...