The Caw of the Crows

Chapter Eight.

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Scarlett POV.

“Pleased to meet you Mrs Pierce.” I greet her, she places her hand out for me to shake.

“Please, call me Arabella.” She says, smiling warmly at me.

“Okay, Arabella.” I smile back at her. Her Violet eyes meet my green ones.  Arabella is extremely beautiful. She has a heart shaped face, full lips, high cheek bones, big bright violet eyes that shine with a mothers love and perfect chocolate brown hair that flows perfectly straight to just below her collarbone. She is also slightly taller than me and is slender.

“Mr Pierce.” I greet and put my hand out to shake his while Violet is talking to Arabella. He brings my hand up to his lips and kisses it.

“Call me Gabriel.” He says as he lowers my hand and lets it drop. Very old fashioned....

“Gabriel.” I smile at him too. It feels wrong to be calling them by their first name... Oh well.

Gabriel is handsome. He has a strong square face, perfectly strait nose, almond shaped eyes with pale blonde hair that is slicked to one side. He is also quiet a well built man.

“Shall we all be seated and start our meal?” Arabella asks taking her husbands hand, he leads her over to her chair and pulls it out for her.

“Sure.” Vi and I say at the same time while walking to the seats we usually sit at breakfast. Except this time the two end chairs were filled as well.

It is strange to see a full table, we have been here, what? Nearly a month and a half? And the two end seats have never been filled.

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Julian’s POV.

Scarlett looks beautiful, I think while looking at her over my wine glass, sipping at the blood inside. We have been sitting in here for the last hour and a half. It is now six thirty.

“So, Scarlett. Let me get to know you.” My mother says, ”You too Violet.” She says, sipping the blood out of her wine glass like me.

“Okay.” Scarlett smiles and glances at Violet.

“How old are you both?” Mother says looking at Scarlett and then Violet.

“I’m 18, the same age as the twins.” Scarlett chimes then looks pointedly at Violet to answer as well.

“And I am 16, the same as Belle.” Violet chirps happily.

“And where are your parents?” Oh no! I sigh and look at Scarlett a look of pain flashes across her face.

“They, um, pasted away two years ago.” Her voice breaks and she looks down. Oh, Scarlett.

“That’s terrible dear!” My mother says and rushes to hug her. Scarlet returns the hug, a little shocked. “You are welcome to stay here as long as you like! You could even live here! That would be fine by us.”  My mother rushes all of her sentences out.

“Thank you, Arabella.” A lone tear runs down Scarlett’s face. Mum lets go of Scarlett and walks around to Violet.

“You poor children.”  Mom lets out a small sigh.

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Scarletts POV.

“That’s terrible dear!” Arabella says and rushes to hug me. I return the hug, a little shocked. “You are welcome to stay here as long as you like! You could even live here! That would be fine by us.” She rushes all of her sentences out.