She loved me. She loved me! Victoria clung to my neck as we kissed, a moment of pure perfection, I didn't want to think, I just wanted to stay there with her, her previous tears clung to my face and I held her close to me. For once, heat and warmth radiated from my skin, I highly doubted I could have been happier. But that moment was ruined, by the sounds of shouts coming from the end of the alleyway. I guessed it was the police, Victoria's stunt caused quite a disturbance. I pulled Victoria away from my face and whispered, "Police, we need to run." To her. She looked up at me, smiled and grabbed my hand, before pulling me down the alleyway. The alleyway ended with a brick wall and two bins. "You need to jump, trust me."
"I do trust you, I'm just, scared." She was stood, teetering on the bin, leaning on the wall. "Come, on, I'll give you a lift up."
"How?" She looked at me questioningly as I jumped onto the bin next to her. "By doing this," I said as I grabbed her waist and lifted her to sit on the wall, then I climbed onto the wall next to her, "one second." I told her as I jumped down to the bottom of the wall at the other side. "Right, swing your legs over," Victoria did as she was told, "Now jump down and I will catch you." Victoria looked scared, she looked back over her shoulder, then jumped down into my arms breathless. "Thank you, I wouldn't have been able to do that if it wasn't for you, Scotty." I felt so guilty for saying what I said next, "Thank you Victoria, but we really need to run now, sorry but come on." I unlatched her arms from around my neck and grabbed her hand, running, we ran straight down the alley, not bothering to go onto the main road, especially with the police chasing us.
We kept on running all the way to a forest, it was dusted with snow and looked rigid in the mist."Scotty, stop for a minute, I just need to do something." We stopped running and Victoria let go of my hand, I looked at her, she knelt on one knee and ripped some of the fabric off of her dress, then a bit more and more until it was just under her knee, then she shook her head and ripped it so it was just over her knee, she was showing so much skin, her parents would be so dissapointed in her, but she was with me, and I didn't mind a bit. Victoria stood up and looked at me, then it was the turn of her sleeves on her dress to go, ripping them off with such grace and letting them drop on the floor. I couldn't help but look at this angels body, her skin was white as snow and her long brunette hair was littered with twings and leaves, making her look like a forest fairy, it took all of my strength to keep my eyes focused on her face, she smiled her sweet smile, "I needed to get rid of it all, it was making it hard to run."
"You still look beautiful." I took a step towards her and put a hand gently against her cheek, she tilted her head up towards me, the light reflected in her green eyes, making them shimmer like emeralds, this girl was beautiful, and she loved me, I brought my face close to hers, cemtimeters away from her face, her breath mingled with mine in the air, the smell of her perfume made me inhale, I closed the space between us, our lips fit together perfectly and I thought, I want to spend the rest of my life with this girl.
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19th Century Princess, 19th Century Tramp
Lãng mạnBeing a Princess isn't easy, no, not at all, Especially when your best friend is a homeless boy. Victoria Welsh is a Princess, well, not exactly, but she lives like one. A duchess, born and bred, taught to live the ways of the high life. But she has...