Us Against the World || Simon Brown x Reader

Chapter 17

Y/N's POV

When we arrived at Great Aunt Adelaide's house, well, you couldn't call it a house. It was more of a mansion, one made of many houses. I was amazed beyond belief, beyond words. The gardens were well kept and maintained the grass and hedges a healthy shade of green. 

The actual building was tall and rigid, painted a pristine white that blinded the eye when the sunlight hit it at the right angle. I could see stained glass windows and stone gargoyles on their perches, sitting in patience to protect their master. Towering, polished marble pillars held the roof up and men in clean pressed uniforms stood by the stairs leading up to the main entrance.  

"Oh, please child, stop putting your face against the windows. You'll dirty them," ordered Lady Stitch.

"Sorry," I murmured. I played with the frills on my dress as the carriage drove up the gravel path.

Time Skip

After three days, my new 'mother' had gotten me into routine and lessons to become a proper lady. Every day, I would wake up, get ready for the day, go to lessons, have lunch, have more lessons, have free time, dinner, some more free time, and then bed. Every day was tiresome. 

Now, I sat at my table in the grand library, my tutor trying to teach me the importance of the colour people when picking something to wear. I had zoned out 10 minutes ago, his monotonous voice echoing through the room. 

If I hadn't gone with Aunt Adelaide, I could've been at home, with Simon and Cedric and the children. I wonder what they're doing right now. Probably something way more entertaining than what I am doing. Who cares about the colour purple?

"-so if you ever have to meet with Lady Irene and her company, you would choose to wear lilac, not periwinkle blue, because she would most likely be wearing that colour," concluded the tutor. I scribbled down the last statement into my book and closed it, trying to make it look like I had listened to the whole lecture on the colour of dresses.

Leaving the library for lunch, I closed the door behind me and made my way to the large dining hall. I sat down next to my 'mother', I waited for lunch to be served in silence.

Time skip to the day of the wedding brought to you by Eric making bombs in the kitchen

It was the day of the wedding and I was most excited to see Simon. After being deprived of fun, freedom and company of people I find interesting, being reunited with the children was a miracle sanctioned by heaven. 

I was dressed up all fancy by Aunt Adelaide's best wardrobe designers, and I had to say, they had good taste for fashion but not comfort. Plain and simple, the dress was lilac with baby pink fabric around the waist, frilly at the shoulders, bottom and ends of the sleeves. White lace gloves covered my hands and I held an umbrella. A large sun hat sat on my head, hiding the back of my head from the shining sun. My h/c hair was up in a tight bun on my head. I felt like I was back at home with my mother, getting dressed up for a fancy dinner with mother, father and their friends.

We pulled up to the doorstep of the house. I was excited but my face betrayed no emotion. I had learnt in such short time that emotion was like a language, you may not know what you're saying, but everyone else does. As a result, I was coached to hide my feelings to others unless it's necessary.

Personally, I thought that it was strange. Why did we need to hide how we feel? I think it's so much easier to convey how you feel so you can connect with people better. Like how I was upset all those times and Simon knew exactly what to do because he knew. He understood that I needed someone.

As Aunt Adelaide talked to Cedric, I slipped away to the children. Standing together in one line, they were wearing hideous white, lime green and hot pink clothes. The boys wore broad white hats with green ribbon and the girls wore white bonnets with pink design and a pink shepherd's crook. 

"Look, it's a princess!" exclaimed Chrissy. I couldn't help but smile, I missed them so much. I heard gasps and muttering from the children and I waved at them.

"No, it's y/n!" says Sebastian. 

"y/n?"

"No way!"

"Hello guys." Everyone rushed out of line to hug me and I started to giggle. I missed their company in the big lonely mansion. There was no one to talk to, no one to hang out with, no one to cause trouble with. I felt a familiar figure hug me from behind, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I missed you, n/n," Simon whispered. The butterflies in my stomach flittered and zoomed around. It felt like it had been so long since I had heard his voice. 

"I missed you too, Si."

The sound of heels clicking against the ground echoed through the room and the children suddenly backed away from me like they were repelled by a magnet. I turned around to the source of the heels and I saw a tall, blonde woman in a frilly lime green and hot pink dress. As I stared at her, something clicked inside my brain. This was my stepmother's best friend. 

"You... Marley has been looking for you, brat," snarled Mrs Quickly.

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So I have finally updated! I hope you enjoy this chapter and I will start working on the (hopefully) final chapter. 

Have a good day, Ally <3