Belle left two long years ago to learn the ways of France with her Uncle. Upon return to the Lawrence household, in which she grew up in due to her parents sad demise, she sees that things had changed significantly. her new found feeling for her chi...
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"so my dear Belle, tell me about him," Meg smiled holding my hands. we went to her room to talk since we hadn't had a real conversation in so long. "he is lovely Meg, he really does like me, but he's just, 'full on' as Louis says. i just do not get those butterflies with him," i huffed, "but you do with him?" she said, her head tilting to the door implying him was Teddy. "well i do not know anymore, i think i will always love him deep inside me but the fact he loves another more, it has just made me press the feelings down, almost mute them. it seems to be working since i am not infatuated by just the sight of him anymore. i am honestly confused," she nodded slowly, "love is not always easy i guess. i think good things will come if you wait," i smiled at her comment. she was right. maybe i was just trying to hard to find love, maybe i just needed to wait.
"you look so beautiful," Marmee cupped my cheeks as i stood by her in the kitchen. "thank you Marmee," i blew her a kiss as she stepped to the table. "look here," she said pulling out a newspaper. she showed me an article on the front page, the title being;
'Local Isabelle Montgomery Takes the World by Storm'
"i am so proud Belle," she nodded to me, the rest of the girls and Teddy joined us in the kitchen, Teddy's eyes did not move from Jo. maybe he had forgot about what happened all those months ago back at the Debutante, when he told me he loved me. i remembered everything.
"have you found a beautiful frenchman to marry yet?" Amy smiled. "well you see, there is a sweet man named Léon whom i recently went on a date with but honestly, i am not too into him," i felt Teddy now looking at me, listening to the conversation. "that's too bad," she frowned. "however, i must admit, Louis has been living with me for a while now, i would be a liar if i said i did not have a slight crush on him," i smiled shyly, it was true, i was developing some feelings for him, but nothing major, like a childhood crush. Amy squealed, i saw that Teddy furrowed his eyebrows at the mention of my developing feelings for Louis, i did not know if he was mad or just confused. "i think that you and Louis would make the perfect married pair, your children would be so cute," Amy squeezed my hand, "i could not agree more," Meg smiled. "i think you and Louis would be very nice together," Beth smiled sweetly, "i am not too sure," Teddy said of nowhere, the other girls shot him confused faces.
"i will see you all tomorrow," Laurie said as he stepped out of the door, "as will i, as the official maid of honour," i smiled to Meg. i was still in shock she chose me, out of everyone she could have picked, she picked me. Teddy and i started our short walk back home in silence but he stopped still part way through. i turned and looked at him with furrowed brows, "what are you doing Laurie?" i said. he rolled his eyes, "why won't you call me Teddy anymore?" his voice was a mix of sadness and anger. "what does it matter? it is only a nickname?" who was i kidding, it meant everything to me, i had called him that since we met at age 4. "you and i both know it's not just a nickname, it's your name for me Belle," his voice getting quieter as he spoke, "it can be just Jo's now Laurie, it doesn't matter," i said beginning to walk again but he grabbed my hand. it sent shivers down my spine. "so this is about Jo?" he tilted his jess to the side, "what is about Jo Ted- Laurie?" i was getting so frustrated i almost called him Teddy. "your whole attitude towards me, you're acting as if we have not been best friends for the past 17 years," i rolled my eyes at his hypocritical words, "you acted as if we had not been best friends when you ignored me for the past year, oh and the first time i went to Paris, that was two years Laurie. you have ignored me for three whole years of this '17 year friendship' if you ask me, a best friend would not do that." i ripped my hand from his grip and stormed back to our home. not looking back for him once. i knew my worth.
