A Frail Love Turned Strong

Chapter 1~Greetings and meetings

Jane looked out of her widow dreaming, she could just picture what it would be like to go swimming on a nice summer day like today."Jane" her father snapped her out of the perfect daydream." Yes Papa." "Jane your mother is having some visters today. Please stay in your room unless me or Mary comes and gets you" he say from the doorway. Nodding her head quickly, Jane hopped her father would just leave so she could get back to her daydream. Sighing he turns and closes the door. Jane turned 16 two months ago, she had spent her time looking out the window as couples passed. She should be falling madly in love right now but growing up with a bedridden mother, made your father protective. She knew he didn't blame her for making her mother bedridden but Jane always wondered, what it would be like if she was born at the right time and not 3 months early. About to go read a book something caught her eye a carriage pulledthrew the gate...with a young man hanging out the window. She watched as it pulled up and a couple around her mothers age got out, the woman smacking the boy in the head and pulling him by the ear up to the door . She heard the door open, followed by her father greeting the family."John, Mary-Jane so nice to see. I was so happy to hear that you moved innext door...Oh and this must be your son Maxon. Maxon feel free to explore the grounds, I'm sure you'll be spending sometime here we have lots of boys your age helping with the yard and they like to hang out by our lake. Just please don't go up stairs." Jane zoned out at that and stared out the window, her father always told eople not to go up stairs . Not many people knew she was alive, if they did they would always treat her different andshe would get hurt...At least thats what her father tells her when ever she brings it up. Picking up her book she continues to study for her latin test. Well she was studing until a oud thump ran threw her room. Turning around she lets out a loud gasp, standing at her open window is the boy her father was talking to...Maxon."Oh My God! He's got a girl locked in his house!" he screams. "No!No! it's not like that.Be queit or your going..."Jane was inturruptedby the door flying open. " I told you not to come up here. Sweetheart he didn't hurt you did he"her father said taking her hand." No papa" Jane said as she looked at Maxon's parents stare at her."Youdidn't tell me the baby survived " Mary-jane exclaimed as she grabbed Janes hand, examining her." Jane i would like you to meet your mothers best freind Mary-Jane who youwere named after and my best friend John."