BlackPetals

Running or Hiding?:

As Annie calmed once again she thought to herself "why did he pick her"? besides at least she would be away from all the problems at home, so all she said was " I need to think, I need time" I need to think this through,but all she got out of him was a sad confused face "I understand" he said with a small smile, so when they got back she headed to the bed room to find a little green dress on the bed at first she thought that it was from blackheart but when she read the note it was from blackheart's brother damon. When Annie was about to head out the door blackheart's father come in, "Annie my dear where are you off to, going to find my son are we?" oh no your other son damon invited me to dinner tonight,' aw yes and I heard about your little engagement? "oh that I just told him I need time to think it over so I thought that going out would be good for me" ok well have fun. But when Annie got back she saw blackheart passed out on the couch with bottles of brandy around him and one in his hand half full. with the surprise look on her face, "Did I do this?, after she was dont talking to hersefl she never noticed that someone came in "Wow what happened here? When Annie turned to see who it was she was surprised to see a guy that she has never met before, "um, excuse me who are you? oh sorry I am Gressil an old friend of his" oh ok well I came here and found him passed out" whoa" wait a minute your the girl who is staying here your Annie Evens aren't you? Yes and how do you know my name"? well when he comes to the broken spokes every weekend all he does is talk about you, or either that or just sit at one of the tables and drinks his brandy" you mean he talks about me. Really? "yeah you know if I would have guessed I think he likes you", oh you have no idea" so when Annie got done talking she slipped into the bathroom to put her pj's on when she came out she grabbed headed for the bed because of course he let her have the bed as she got confertable she waited and listend to the sound of the cracling fire that ran with the warth of the room.