Pieces of Your Love

4-A ball

It was a few days later after leaving Sir Darren's mansion and returning the light green dress to Mary that Clarrise now came barging into Emily's little house.

"Em,Em,Em!" Clarisse repeated while looking for her dear friend all over the house."What is it Clare?"Emily asked while coming out from her working room.She has been in the room for hours working diligently for her customers' dresses

" I have come to deliver a good news for you!"She said excitedly while jumping happily like a little girl who had just received some sweets.

"Go on, tell me what is it."Emily asked while making her way towards her friend. "Jacob is going to have a ball in our home, I hope you'll be able to make it.Please please pretty please say yes." Clarrise said while giving Emily one of her oh-so-poor-thing puppy eyes.Emily sighed and conceded to her friend even though she felt reluctant to go as she remembered last time when her father held a ball for her on her birthday.

"Yes! Thank you for coming. You're the best Em!" She exclaimed. "I should be the one thanking you for inviting me Clare." She look at Clare with an amused expression because of the reversed line. "I don't care as long as you are coming."She said with an mischievous smile. "I don't want you to remain a spinster forever while I remain happy with the love of my life.You are already one-twenty."She pouted.Emily will never tell her friend that she was already married but now a widow so she remained quiet while her friend continue to fire away.

"When is the ball?" Emily queried.

"Tonight!"Clarrise grinned while her friend frozed on the spot. "Tonight? Why do you only informed me now?"Emily fret while on the other hand, her friend seem to enjoy seeing her worried and annoyed.

"Just for a little fun annoying you."Clarrise sniggered."Anyway we do not have much time left, hurry up and follow me."Emily stared at her friend with a quizzical brow. "Why? I haven't gotten myself ready yet and besides, the ball only start in the evening."She stated still looking confused.

"Oh no no no,you are not going to dress up yourself,I don't want you to look like a maid or even worst a beggar just like the day I got hitched." Clarrise stated with a frown. Emily rolled her eyes at her comment. "I don't think I look like that, I think I looked fine with what I wore that-"

"Oh no you don't! Do you know what my friends and families said when they saw you? They thought you were my new maid!" She cried and continue. "And you called yourself a seamstress? Come on Em just once....just once can you look pretty for me? I promise I won't disturb you on this matter after that." She pleaded. " You promise?"

"Yes I promise."Clarisse breathed. "Fine then." And again she conceded to her friend's request.She told herself to not give in to her friend so easily the next time. "Yes! Thank you Em!" Clarisse hugged her tightly. "Now let's not waste anymore time. Let's go and do some makeover on you."Clarrise grabbed her wrist lightly and pulled her out from the house.

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The days have never been better as Darren's mind drifted to that certain night he was able to lash out all his pent up anger to the frenchman, named Javier.He was drunk when Darren saw him putting both his arms on two women waists.Without thinking, he lunged himself onto the frenchman and gave him his most powerful punch in the eye sending Javier on the floor.Javier became sober and wanted to hit Darren the same spot he had hit him but unfortunately for him, Darren was fast. Darren kicked his stomach even before he got up to his feet. Most of the people in the tavern scurried away as they fear they became Darren's next victim. Javier groaned in pain and he was too weak to get up so he lay there on the floor, waiting for the next blow. Darren took out his pistol and shot him in the head.The man remained motionless on the floor and blood began flowing out from his head.