Chapter twenty seven:The most gorgeous green covered hills stood tall around me as I gazed upon some of the most beautiful surroundings, the sky turned a mix of topaz swirls consisting of purple, orange and red as the sun began to rise- This is where I grew up and I wouldn't have it any other way, me and my nanny Dorothy were tied to the hip; to the point I would be with her more so than my own mother. This was my home, in my heart that is; Scotland.
To be more precise this was the northern highlands- Inverness. My nanny and I would explore every living thing to it's fullest, walking to river ness and splashing rocks into the water creating gorgeous ripples illuminated from the sun above. This is what I called bliss. I was almost bursting at the seams with excitement knowing I was about to see Dorothy, watch how her familiar face crinkled up in delight.
Hastily I knocked on the door earning a bark from the other side indicating that Fergus the little scotty was ready for my arrival "coming" Dorothy cooed, the sound of a walking stick tapping against the floorboards as she neared.
Finally after what felt like an eternity the door peered open; allowing me to see my nanny in all her glory. Dorothy looked the same other than her hair had become more greyed- becoming a silver fox if you asked me. Her nose had more wrinkles than before to inform me that age was finally starting to creep up on her- though she still was looking amazing at the age of sixty three. "Oh my goodness, Melanie is that you?" Dorothy gasped, her bottom lip quivering as a few tears brimmed in her eyes.
Nodding warmly I pulled her in close, both of us sobbing into one another's shoulders "I'm here nanny, it's been awhile"
Swatting my arm playfully she gave me a pretend annoyed expression "too long missy!" Grinning like a Cheshire Cat I peered downwards to Fergus, noticing the age also getting to him- cataracts and arthritis apparent. "Heya bud. Hope you've been looking after my nanny" Fergus as if understanding me spun on the spot giving me a light yap, earning a giggle from both myself and Dorothy."Come on in child, it's freezing out here!" Dorothy exclaimed, pulling me inside without a second thought.
A curt smile spread cross my lips, admiring how even at my grown age she was still very much concerned about if I was too cold, that is what grandmothers are for though. They never stop worrying and gifting you with mountains of food and medicine. Dorothy had a particular smell to her, she smelt like melted cinnamon lit on a wax melt- with a hint of lemon because she adored lemons to my disdain. How anyone could happily munch away on one of those eyebrow twitching fruits baffled me. Sitting down on the floral patterned sofa I stroked Fergus behind his ears, building up the confidence to finally tell someone of the little bean cooking away in my belly. "So my dear, tell me what is going on? It is very unlike you to show up randomly"
That was my nanna, always knowing when something was wrong even if I hadn't yet told her verbally. I admired that about her, she gave me love and adoration which my mother definitely did not; instead it was always my mothers feelings before mine and as a child you need your mother. Least I know I needed her, but instead I was outcasted- my feelings didn't matter. Mother controlled what I ate, who I befriended and then of course controlled who I was to love; though that ended up working out in my favour unbeknownst me at the time.
"You're... correct"
My eyes built those familiar salty waterfalls ready to burst, remembering how much I needed to speak to this woman. My nan didn't even know about Henry; mum wouldn't of dared told her about the wedding. "Its a long story Nan, its to do with mum also" Instantly Dorothy frowned, disgust riddling through her in harsh waves knowing that Mother was down to some of my heartache. Sipping from her cat covered mug I saw how shaky her grip had become around the handle, this saddened my heart. "Your mother.. I am sorry if she has hurt you my beautiful girl"
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FanfictionMelanie Ainsley and Henry Cavill reluctantly get forced into an arranged marriage. It's not what Melanie had hoped for herself at all, to marry a man she didn't even love and the same could be said for Henry who also shared the same displeasure. Th...