Love Is A Beautiful Word

Ch 3 : Happy Place

I run out of the lounge. I don't want to be here! I want to leave this place , I want to leave this life of mine! I'm so upset , so angry I just want to scream. I want to go to the reservoir.
I can't let any of the maids or the bodyguards see me.

I run through the hallway and stop at the end where there are two other sections. I look to my left and right to see if there are any maids. It's all clear.
There's a door at the end of the right side of the hallway , that leads to a set of stairs that goes right down towards the back exit.

I run to that end of the hallway and reach the knob. As I am about to twist it , I hear one of the doors open.
A maid comes out with a pile of folded clothes in her arms.
I immediately open the door and shut it behind me.
Good lord I hope she didn't see me.

I run down the stairs and reach for the exit door. As I go outside , I suddenly see one of the gardeners looking at the flowers his back facing me.
I slowly tiptoes to the corner and---
*crack*
Great mother of Jesus Christ I stepped on a twig!

His head shoots up and I run for the woods. I hope he didn't see me either.
I run past the trees and dodge broken branches. I run as fast as I can until I reach to my destination.
Its my happy place , a place that is far from my house. It is a river that runs towards the west.

When I reach there , I pant heavily.
I remember all the things that has happened to me in my past up until now.
I remember the time when my mother got diagnosed with leukaemia.

The image of her losing her hair and her weak body lying in hospital bed with life support attached to her body. I remember the day she died and the day my father got married and how his wife was so horrible to me. Everything up until now.

All of the the anger inside of me rises and ... I just want to scream!
I take a deep breath and...
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" My scream echoes in the woods.

I pant and I look to my right , to find a boy sitting on the ground in a crouching position, staring at me weirdly.
"Kyaaa!" I jump back.
When I scream he falls back all confused and suprised.

Who is this boy? I've never seen him before. He has goldish blonde hair and slightly tanned skin. His eye's are bright green and has a very masculine face.
He looks a bit older , maybe around 16 , 17 years of age. He definitely doesn't look British because most British boys have white skin.

"Who are you and how did you find this place?!" I yell.
He stands up from the floor and looks at me as if I'm crazy.
"Excuse me?! Who are you to yell at me like that ?" he says with an American accent.
Oh he's from America! Thats why he looks so different.

"Well ... you can't come here anymore because this land belongs to me" I say to him lifting my head up all mighty.
"Your land? Your name is not written on it is it now?" He says slightly annoyed.
"No it's written in my Father's name"
" so it's not yours then , it's your father's " he mimics me lifting his head like I did.
"Whatever !" I shout in frustration.

He smiles exposing his white teeth and laughs.
"British girls are funny" he says.
"Are you from America?" I ask.
"No I'm from New York city" He says
"Wow New York , I heard its an amazing city! Me and my father are going to head there soon" I say with delight.

"Yeah , it's a pretty cool place , lots of pretty babes" he smirks in thought.
He's talking about girls like that. Father told me if boys talk about girls like that it means they are playboys and the type to mess around.

"What's your name by the way" he asks.
"My name is Rose Foster , daughter of Gabriel Foster" I say.
" I'm Noah Hidan" he says sticking his hand out for a handshake.
"That's a very nice name" I remark as I take his hand.
His cheeks grow slightly red.
*vrrrr vrrr .... vrrr vrrr*
He puts his hands in his pocket
"Oh shit my friends are calling me , I have to go!"
He runs backwards as he says " It was nice meeting you Rose - bye!" He runs off.

I actually feel better now after talking to him. Will I ever meet him again?