Maybe someday we'll have our own heart full of love (on hold)

Chapter 2-I can't stop thinking about him

Back at home, mum and  dad are planning their next robbery. I decide not to disturb them so I just sneak up into my room. The place is a mess. Filth and grime fill ever corner of this miserable place and cobwebs hang from every wall. I plop down on my bed; if you can even call it a bed. We are very poor and mum and dad use the money they steal for things other than beds so I sleep on bundle of straw covered in a dirty sheet.

I look up at the ceiling with a million thoughts running through my head. Most of them circled around Marius. I couldn't stop thinking about him no matter how hard I try. I need to meet him again. The spark I had felt with him, I had never felt before. Did he feel the way I feel?

Most likely not; but one can be hopeful right? I wish we could share a heart full of love. That is my only wish; the only wish that will probably never come true.

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'I have to meet him again' I think as I pace through the alleyways. Frigidness spreads through my bare feet as I walk on the damp cobblestones of the streets. I wrap my arms around my shoulders to keep myself somewhat warm. A chilly gust of air blows past me and makes me grip my shoulders tighter and shiver. My teeth chatter as I rush to a building.

I stand right outside the door; my back pressed against the hard wood. I move as close to the building as possible, trying to shield myself from the merciless cold. The meager warmth from the lantern outside the building was helping keeping me warm a little bit, but not much.

I slowly side down so I'm sitting; my back against the door and my knees tucked to my chest. Once again, my thoughts traveled back to Marius. I wondered if he lived in Paris or was just visiting. He looked rich enough to be able to travel a lot. He also looked like he either had a wife or could get any girl in Paris; he certainly wouldn't want a girl like me.

I got up and wandered to the street again. I looked down at a small puddle formed in the middle of the street and saw my reflection in the water. My dark, brunette hair messily hung on my shoulders, my dress was coated with dirt and dust and so was my face. I ran my fingers through my hair trying to make it look at bit better. I look again into the puddle. It didn't help.

In frustration, I swept my foot through the water, not wanting to look at the person who Marius surely doesn't want to be with; the person who he will never want to be with. I turn and stomp away; first starting slowly, but then breaking into a sprint.

I see a building; the bright light from the windows invite me forward. Soon I am standing before it, staring up at it. I see many figures moving about in the window. I wonder why so many people are gathered there.

Suddenly I hear a noise a few yards away from me. It's dark out so I can't see much, but after a few seconds, I can barely make out the shape of two people walking up the street. Their footsteps get louder and the figures become clearer. I finally come to my senses and dash across the road and conceal myself behind a building. I peak my head around and look to see if I knew the people.

As they got nearer, I realized that I recognized one of the men; it was Marius.

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I'm finally continuing this!!!! well, I hope you like it! these chapters are going to be short, but hopefully I'm going to write a lot of chapters!