When The Casanova Meets His Match: Zak Bagans

I Don't Know What To Do With Myself (4)

"What? Mr. Dawson! What is it?!" I grabbed his arms and looked straight in his eyes.

"Mistress Taylor, she...sh...she." He began to cry.

"Tell me!" I cried. He waved upstairs and began to cry harder, I grabbed the end of my dress and rushed up. I went to her bedroom and opened the cracked door. My mother lay upon the bed, not moving, not breathing. I walked over, staring at her lifeless corpse. I screamed and broke down. I cried onto the blanket she lay under.

I cried for hours. Mr. Dawson came behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him, tears still blurred my vision.

"When?"

"Last night, a few hours after you left." He gently explained.

"Why am I just being told now?!" I stood and yelled in his face.

"Miss, I didn't want to ruin your evening with Mr. Bagans."

"Alright, I understand. Mr. Dawson I'm so sorry I yelled." I hugged him.

"All is well miss. How was your evening with Mr. Bagans?"

"I can't talk about that right now, we need to get mother to a cemetery and...uhh...h-have her buried." I began to pace and stutter.

"I'll take care of it Miss."

"Thank you so much." He walked off down the hallway.

I remembered that Zachery was waiting for me in his carriage outside, when he came in.

"Is everything alright?" I jumped when I heard him.

"Oh, uuhh, y-yes everything is fine."

"Whose this?" He pointed to my mother.

"M-mm-my mother." I brought my hands to my face and cried again.

"What is it love?" He hugged me tightly.

"She's..she's..dead!" I cried into his chest, ruining his white shirt.

"What?"

"She died last night."

"Ohh darling." He rubbed my back and hugged me tighter.

"I don't know what to do with myself."

"Look at me." He put his hand on my face and raised it up to look at him.

"What?"

"Everything will be fine love." He wiped some tears away with his thumb.

I put my head into his chest again and cried softly.

"Do you want to journey back to my house?"

I nodded wiping tears from my eyes.

We arrived back at his house after I had changed in to an olive green dress with white lace on the bodess and sleeves.

We walked in and went to the parlor, we drank tea and talked for hours. At 9:00 at night we headed up to his room. Surprisingly, we just got ready for bed and went to sleep.