Ioanas ruin (bwwm)

Leon Moreau

"Jeremy can you help your sister up?" Mother says and she watches Jeremy lift Mabel into her seat, we all get into the carriage, we were going to the park to join everyone . The society always went out into nature with their families to show their children off and talk about all their families accomplishments to make each other jealous.

My mother loved showing me off I was beautiful I knew it and she loved to rub it in all of the girls faces.

We arrive and today it's warmer than usual, I'm so glad I picked out a sleeveless dress.

"Ok kids run along , Jeremy stay with your sisters" my mother says and leaves us to the jungle that is society.

We continue to walk and be seen . We had to keep up appearances. I began walking with tasia hand in hand. She was just approaching one and three and at that age where she would become curious of the world and her place in it

" how are you enjoying our evening today?" I asked her trying to start the conversation.

" it's simply splendid Ioana mother has not let us out in months!" I turned to face her and I see just how excited she's been this whole time. It is true mother does not let us out of the estate unless it's in dire emergency for dresses, fabrics and occasions like these to parade us around town.

It's almost saddening that my dear sister is being trapped in the house. I can't imagine what Mabel feels,  a young child not able to play with anybody all alone in that big house.  mother does not allow the children to have play dates. She always said it is unnecessary and you can wait until you're old enough to properly invite someone over for tea. Thankfully I'm old enough.

" we should hang out more dear Sister I'm beginning to miss you" I say smiling down at her.
She smiles back up at me and nods her head in utter excitement . we were stoped from our talk by the sound of our mother calling us over for brunch.

It is a very popular thing in England that you must bring something to eat. If you're going to sit at a park I believe they call it a picnic. It is the most marvelous idea to enjoy the air, the sun and a refreshing cold drink, I love picnics and I'm so glad they were invented. I could let my hair run free , though my mother will never let me actually wear my hair out. She says my curls are too untamed and i don't look kept when it's not done.

I've always looked different then my siblings, my other siblings were a lighter brown since father was white and mother was black but me I was the darkest of us all and my hair was more curly then the others. I was always mother greatest shame because I was different.

I grew to accept and appreciate my differences though I'm beautiful inside and out and Mary never let me forget it.
We sit and eat and talk about the upcoming events and duties we all had and i dissociate from this conversation. It is dreadful boring, instead my eyes make a search through the park . Hoping to see anything that catches my eye and I do.

First I see his curly hair and then his eyes that are like fresh soil so brown and big. It looks like he's walking somewhere and it looks like it's towards me, I then realize he is indeed walking in this direction and that's when the panick set in and I turn around so fast I feel dizzy.

"Good evening" I hear a deep voice say from behind me. I don't dare turn around.
"Hello sir what can I do for you?" My father says standing up to converse with him.

"Oh please sir Don't get up I'll join you all if you don't mind?"
I feel a breeze and then a presence place themselves beside me and I was forced to look his way.

He had freckles. Little black dots covered his brown skin and neck as if they were stars in the sky. Scattered beautifully on his face, his lips pink and plump and his eyes a deep brown like the earth. He was truly magnificent I had never seen him this close and I'm glad I was given the opportunity.

As I stared into him he stared right back into me. I couldn't quite recognize the look on his face and oh how I wondered what he was thinking.

"Ahem!" We are pulled away from our trance by my father clearing his through looking at both of us with questioning eyes, I look to my mother and she is staring at me in disapproval. I put my head down as I felt my checks heat.
Oh no I can't believe that I did that in front of them. I could just die from embarrassment.

"Pardon me Mr and Mrs donpher  my name is Leon Moreau I'm visiting my great aunt and uncle for a few years I just wanted to come and introduce myself" when he speaks I can feel his voice vibrate within me.

"Well I'm Gary donpher, this is my wife livine, our son Jeremy, two youngest tasia and Mabel, and our oldest daughter ioana. It is a pleasure to meet you , you seem like a good man and we do love having new friends here at our community, I would love to meet your parents."

"Yes indeed it's wonderful someone of a new culture in our midst! We are honored to have you. how have you and your family been enjoying England?" My mother says excitedly

"I've been enjoying it more recently, I found something that's worth staying here for. Me and my parents decided to buy land near the famous tensely hall, I believe this is where you all live? I've heard great things."

This causes me to look at him, and he looks at me. I immediately look away.

"Though mr. and Mrs. donpher, I should get going my family are in the carriage waiting for me, but we are hosting a ball of our own in a week and I would love to extend my invite to you and your family Mr.donpher." He stands up and goes to join my father, as he's walking away I get a scent of the forest . It was overpowering and almost dangerous.

I'm not quite sure what that means but for some reason it didn't scare me. It intrigued me I could feel something was different about Leon other than his hair and cute freckles but I didn't care.
Once we got home , at dinner and even as I laid in bed drifting off into sleep.

There was only one thing dancing across my mind peacefully guiding me into the abyss.

Leon Moreau.

A/N let me know what you guys think. Do we like Leon and his boldness or was that a little creepy?