❀ ;⋆.ᤱ* 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑
𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃
in which she falls in love with someone
that has the soul of the devil, its not until
she gets a full taste of him does she start to
realize how truly vicio...
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 windows of the fair child manor. pots of plants and fresh grass were walked upon, as vela followed behind her grandmother, and the peculiar lady that guided them. she admired and examined each and every layer of the manor, astonished at how such a place can be.
her hands were sweating. partly because of how long and hard she was holding on to the bags and suicases, but mostly because she was anxious of what was to come forth of her. new places, especially big places made vela extremely stressed. it started off when she was only an offspring.
all three of them stopped in front of the door, as ms. grose turned her body to face them both.
"now, i must warn you" ms. grose spoke, straightening her posture. "the kids are a handful, rather spoiled to say the least" she finished.
"just be careful what you speak around them, the children lost their parents close to 4 years ago and although it may have been a long time since then, they are still dealing with it" the lady spoke, making her words veryn clear.
vela gave the woman a look of sympathy, genuinely feeling sorry about the situation. she, herself had gone through a similar problem, and she knew how awful it felt.
the woman paused. she glanced at both of their faces, reassuring herself that she was being clear.
"and you.." the lady spoke, grabbing velas attention as her voice pointed at vela.
"yes-"
"i must prepare you for the temper of miles. he throws a bit of a fit when he doesn't get what he wants or expects" ms. grose said, whilst cutting vela off.
vela knew of people like that, seen as she was used to meeting peers like that she wasn't too fazed or disturbed by ms. grose comment. matter of fact she assumed that ms. grose was overreacting.
"o-ok, i will make sure to watch out for that" vela spoke as she pursed her lips together and nodded her head.
"i mean it. miles can be...cruel as well as difficult at times"
it was a silence a rather alarming silence. the whole context ruined the mood, as vela slightly shifted in her spot. all that anyone could hear were the sounds of birds chirping around them and the wind blowing through their hair.
"now. i assume we are all on the same page, i'll welcome you in"
ms. grose twisted the knob of the front door, causing it to make a small rattle sound. she swung the door open and left some space for the both of them to come in the entrance.
vela's grandmother stepped in first, as vela stayed behind to make sure that she got in safely. once vela stepped inside of the huge space, a fresh scent hit her in the face. the space smelt of a garden. it could have been because of the garden so close behind the backyard.
vela examined the inside in amazement. it was so vivid. she thought for sure that she was in a dream. all of this bliss nearly made her forget about the sadness that she was once dealing with.
vela's grandmother stepped beside vela, as she rubbed her hand smoothly up and down her back. "isnt it beautiful, v?" she spoke, leaning her head on top of velas.
"it is, grams" vela smiled, a genuine smile, one that she hadn't used in a long time. in the back of her mind, she knew that this wasn't permanent, she new she musn't let her self forget that, but she was truly happy. as well as truly smiling.
from afar, footsteps could be heard, echoing. the footsteps became louder as well as closer. vela swiftly turned her head to the far off end of the hall, searching where the noise could have been coming from.
vela squinted her eyes, as she saw a faint figure, a tall slanky one. then, a gentle child-like laugh could be heard from right behind the figure. the physique was fully exposed by the bright light, coming out from the windows.
it was a boy, which vela presumed was the famous miles that ms. grose had told her about. he was truly stunning. vela slightly opened her mouth, staring at him, but not having any intentions to speak.
he leisurely looked up, his messy curls hovering over his forehead. his skin was as white as milk, and as pale as chalk. the faint cherry pink color of his lips grabbed vela's attention, while she also focused her sight on his heavily sharp jawline, sure that if she grazed her fingertips across it, it would cut her.
vela gulped. one look at him, one time, and she felt so much more smaller than him, that if he were to stand over her, there would be no competition.
a little girl came hopping alongside of him, holding his hand. her laughter stopped shortly after she witnessed the new people standing by the front door.
"miles, flora please introduce yourselves" ms. grose spoke to the two.
miles let go of flora's hand, stepping closer to the people who were in front of him.
"im miles, or to you master" the boy simply implied. he said nothing else as he looked behind him, gesturing for flora to come aside him, and introduce herself as well.
"m-my name is flora...flora fairchild" the little girl spoke.
vela stepped forward, toward the two.
"my name is vela, vela thunman" vela introduced, as she bent down to flora's level.
"and this is my grandmother" vela pointed behind her to where her grandmother was standing. the small girl smiled, but still stayed alongside her brother.
"come on, let me help you settle into your rooms" ms. grose started to walk, as vela stood up and walked besides her grandmother, waving to the girl.
as vela started walking, she started wondering if being here wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.
Can you tell that I rushed through this? I think you can :)
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