A blind fate

chapter twenty four / love is comfort

(imagine the picture above as the date!)
oops did I just spoil the chapter ;)) ^

It was a Friday morning, the sun shining brightly and happily over Avonlea. The day had started of superbly, considering the sun had only just rose from its bed. Anne had awoken as early as a rooster, skipping to the chicken coop to collect the eggs. No one else was awake at the time, so she decided to talk to the chickens.

Days had passed since Cole's return, and Anne had felt very left out. Diana had been helping Cole move into her house, which left those too unavailable for a few days. Ruby, Jane, Tillie and even Josie had gone to Charlestown, all for different reasons - which meant she couldn't hang out with them.

Anne had spent a lot of time with Jerry most of her days, helping around the barn and teaching him more English. After Gilbert's lessons, he had made a lot more progress. It filled Anne's mind with pride and accomplishment.

She vented about her sudden realisation of loneliness - she didn't get phased by it though, because she knew people liked, maybe even loved her here. She had experienced far worse suffering in the orphanage... that feeling was real loneliness and emptiness. That feeling was of torture and despair, constantly wondering what the point of life was. Anne hadn't told anyone of her dark thoughts, for fear she would get judged harshly.

As she continued to think of her past, her horror's, and her emotions, it became to put the happy and energetic girl in a terrible mood, a mood of self pity and disappointment.

Her eyes adverted to the ground, embarrassed to look at the nonexistent person standing in front of her. She couldn't recognise that old life; she couldn't understand how she was so brave back then to not stand up for herself.

Anne couldn't help but spiral. She needed to get her mind off of these thoughts, but it was 7am in the morning. Who could she confide in.... ?

Gilbert.

No matter what her thoughts would be, the one and only Gilbert Blythe could always manage to sneak his way into Anne's thoughts. She couldn't help it though- he was her escape, her one sanctuary were she would always feel comforted and safe from the rest of the vial world.

Anne didn't want to wake him at such an early hour, even though she soon realised that he would be up feeding the horses at this time. She wanted to allow him to do some chores before she would whisk him away for a few hours; to feel the air glide through their hair and spend some quality time together.

Running into the doors of green gables, Anne grabbed a pencil and paper and wrote a note for Marilla to see when she woke up.

To my dearest Marilla,
I'm sure your overwhelmed with worry as to were I am at this current moment. I hope it comforts you to know I am with Gilbert. Some hideously gruesome memories of my past has crawled its way back into my mind this morning, and I needed to distract myself. I will do chores when I return. I love you.
- Yours sincerely, Princess Cordelia.
Oh, and I took some food and drinks, I hope that is okay. I made sure to grab raspberry cordial instead of wine as well, so you don't have to worry about us getting drunk.

Instantly thinking of what she could do for Gilbert, Anne grabbed a blanket, heaps of pillows/cushions, and tons of food! She wanted this to be special, as he had done so much for her over the last few months. She placed the note on the kitchen bench, then headed out.