Love & Loathing: Disadvantaged Impositions (PPZ FANFIC)

Chapter 6 - Restless Slumber

Hello Everyone! Sorry for the delay, it took me awhile to write this chapter because i'm a perfectionist and i had a few problems with the construction but it is finished now :) The POV's i'm using are still just Ophelia's and Darcy's which will remain for quite some time, if there's a certain POV you would like me to do, let me know. Easter -> Vacation :D ps: Video is the Trailer for this story, if you watch the trailer: sorry for the advertisement words, i used a program that allowed me to insert gifs without copy pasting (the stuff you have to do in imovie if you want a gif to work). Just a few pointers for  the people that do watch the trailer: -The Chinese/Japanese guy in the trailer is Ophelia's former trainer/master (her trainer was both chinese/japanese which means that Ophelia has a mixed fighting style) -Daniel Skegg played by Shiloh Fernandez will explain something about his family, and mentions a sister: Mia, you can see Mia after his explanation, she is played by Kacey Rohl. -In the beginning you'll shortly see Julius Neave. -Ophelia's brother Frederick will also make a short appearance at the end. -Ophelia's favorite flower. -Ophelia's artistic skills. -The strings are a symbolization of Ophelia's struggles (there are pictures in between the gif parts in the trailer, if they take too long, just speed it up. First picture: Ends at 0:35, Second ends at 0:57, Third ends at 1:22, Fourth ends at 2:05, Fifth ends at 2:23, Sixth ends at 2:26, Seventh ends at 2:34, Eight ends at 2:42, Ninth ends at 3:10 but do look at them briefly for they are important) Without further ado (i know, i use this word a lot, but who cares xd) Here is chapter 6. 

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Ophelia thereafter retreated to her bedchambers, not quite prepared to keep up the civil façade. Not that the Bingleys were not enjoyable to be around, she simply did not want to embarrass herself anymore than she had already done. And to be frank, she found them to be quite amiable. The bond between the Darcys and the Bingleys was probably why she felt the way she did. She admired their bond, their friendship. Perhaps she envied them, having never experienced such a bond. Even though she would probably be to blame for that herself, being straightforward while discarding most of the social rules. Women her age could simply not afford to be tainted in any way, especially not through association. Even if Ophelia did find a woman who would be able to endure her presence, there would still be complications. 

Ophelia, as she often did, was probably overthinking the matter completely, and noticed that she had been standing still in the middle of her room. Her hands began to twitch lightly at the lack of movement. She had to do something before she would do something unwise. To keep her hands from twitching, she began to remove the pins from her brown hair, letting the pins drop to the floor, sighing in the process. The feeling of freeing her hair at the end of the day often caused her to relax instantly, feeling the long brown tresses of hair brush against her clothed back. The movement reminded her of grass in the wind, at the mercy of the unstoppable natural entity. Sometimes Ophelia thought herself to be similar, not to the grass, but to the wind. An unstoppable force of power, or in her case in the form of her spirit; her impulsivity and lack of control over her emotional outbursts to be exact. 

With difficulty she began to unlace her dress, which she had gotten sick off of wearing, representing everything she despised in the world. Although it truly was a lovely dress. Her dress soon after-ripping it partly at the back out of frustration-fell at her feet where she left the piece of fabric. She had no need for it anymore. And why would she clean any of the by her created messes? She did not want to be here, and had clearly said so before to Darcy himself. So she had, according to her, no obligation to do anything that had not been instructed. Not that she followed the rules in the first place. For example, Darcy had assigned a maid to assist her in whichever way she desired, but she had not used her services yet. Ophelia was aware of the fact that the maid was only performing her task that had been assigned to her, but to Ophelia it was simply a breach of her own-however little-privacy.