Hey Guys I'm sooooo sorry for taking so long to update I've just been so busy with school and exams, but im on my holidays now so here it is :) Id really like some feedback here, Ive been trying to find motivation to keep going but I just feel like people aren't reading . A vote or comment would be nice thank you :)
Btw thats Eve on the side :D
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Clarissa's P.O.V.
Feeling a pair of eyes on me I opened my eyes to catch Jameson quickly looking away with an unreadable expression on his face. I would do anything to be able to understand that man. He drives me so crazy with frustration I sometimes just want to slap him across his beautiful face. Standing up I walked over to the little girl to see her sitting beside my mother.
"Her name is Evelyn and she is five, Although she wont speak to me about her parents and she is terribly shy." Well its quite obvious that my mother played twenty questions with the poor child.
" Hi, My name is Clarissa but you can call me Cassie, can I call you Eve?" The girl merely nodded her little blonde head in responce. She was just too cute. I could hear a snort of laughter come from behind me. I spun around and gave Jameson the most feirce death glare I could hoping his would drop dead and this stupid nightmare would once and for all be over.
I dont know what it is about Jameson that annoys me so much, there is the obvious traits of arogance and rudeness but its something else I cant seem to catch on to. Its as if he purposely makes me know he hates me. I cant figure out if I have done something horrible for him to have such strong feelings of dislike towards me, but Ive only been here two days at least and havent had more than a two mintue conversation, wait no arguement with him.
I really do wish that if we cant have a loving marraige that we could at least come to a comfortable freindship to make the next years more durable. I guess its up to me to prove how much I want to get along with him. I must be the bigger person because he definitly wont step up to it. I Cassie Anderson am going to try and befriend Mr Jameson.
"Cass, I know im irrisistable and all but can you please stop staring at me, Its quite irratating" The smirk was now permentally glued to his face as I lowered my head to allow my long hair to hide my flaming cheeks as I became more flustered. How is it that I find it near impossible to tolerate this man yet he can make my face redden at a small comment and make my heart speed up when I see the infamous smirk come upon his features as he give me his own personal nickname. Cass, I kinda like it, not that I'll ever tell him that .
Feeling a light tug on my dress I turned around to a shy looking Eve. "Cassie, Is he your boyfriend? cause I dont like him very much, he looks mean." A roar of laughter once again came from behind me but choosing to ignore the fool in the cornor i simply put my hand up to her ear and blew in it making her aneglic voice bubble with laughter.
"What did you say about me to her?" Jameson stalked over and towered over me with a face of thunder. He had such a short temper, it made it so easy for me to annoy him. Im quite surprised how my mother and Blake have stayed so quite this whole time as to not get involved in our pety arguements.
"i didnt say anything about you, Infact if i were to say something about you I wouldnt be a coward and say it to your face not to a small child. Now if you excuse me I would like to go and begin cleaning this peice of filth you call a home" finishing my rant I picked Eve up and walked to the door, Blake unlocked the door without a word and stepped aside. Storming up the stairs I tried to keep my face straight but once I was in my room I allowed myself to giggle at Jamesons heated reaction. It was so much fun to wind him up and watch him explode. Maybe trying to be his friend will be harder than I thought It would be.
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Obviously the storm had died down,not completely gone but all that remained now was a heavy shower of rain and the whilste of the wind outside. Rummaging around the kitchen to find gloves for myself and Eve to begin to clean the living room , so far we had completed the bedrooms and most appaulingly the bathrooms. the dirty in those baths were beyond disgraceful. You couldnt wash yourself in them as you would emerge even dirtier. The last room was to be the living room and seeing how fragile the antics were it was already looking to be a hard job. With all the dust now gone and the rooms practically sparkling with what I told Eve was fairy magic the Manor seemed more homely and open. It didnt seem to be a place where a lonely grumpy so and so lived. It was more suitable to the presence of us ladies and more safe for Eve to be playing in.
Stepping into the living room and seeing the daunting task that lay ahead I decided I would go and find Blake so he could help me move some of the heavier furniture out of my way. I walked out towards the stable to hear two men with raised voices. I realised it was Blake and Jameson bickering to themselves. Is this seriously all Jameson can do? Argue? Ready to barge in and steal Blake away I halted in my tracks when I heard my name in their conversation.
"LOOK JAMES, I DONT CARE WHO YOU ARE BUT I WILL NOT LET YOU DO THIS TO HER. ITS NOT HER FAULT AND I WONT LET YOU PUNISH HER FOR IT. I WONT SIT BACK AND LET YOU RUIN HER LIFE AND MAKE HER MISERABLE." The rest of the conversation was hard to make out as their voices returned to muffles. Blake was obviously furious. I quickly walked back towards the house knowing that I wasnt supposed to hear that. Curiousity was now running through my veins. What was Blake goin gon about? Were they still talking about me? why did Jameson want to ruin my life? I just dont understand!
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