*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hey everybody, clearly I own all the characters in this chapter. But In future chapters I'm afraid to say I will not. *tear*
Reviews are ALWAYS welcome. Duh!
And as a fair warning this IS the longest story I've ever attempted to accomplish. So please bare with me as my grammar and spelling is horrible. Please review.... Thanks :)
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She couldn't take it anymore.
She just couldn't.
So she ran.
She ran as fast as the speed of her legs would provide her.
And she was grateful for the "not too long, but not too short" blue dress her mother had chosen for the special occasion. Because it was just as respectable as convenient when it came to running. (Although she admitted that she could have lived without the two-inch heels.)
And the so called special occasion was what had triggered the gruesome tears colliding at her chin. Yet through all the bleakness, She still had the promise of street lights, and small torches hanging off of the porches of any local houses near by. But the houses were growing further and further apart as she ran closer and closer to the harbor.
Yet despite the many thoughts flooding her mind the events that had just taken place were the sincerely painful ones. And they were actually quite similar to a sore muscle you could only forget about when you didn't move. Only this was the type of wound that hurt when she didn't inhale.
[ Jessica dear, please make sure Elizabeth has her dress and everything in order will you."
"Sure mother, no problem!" She yelled from upstairs. Which was something they didn't normally do in there household But chaos seemed to be the theme of the dinner party that was soon to take place around them.
She remembered the look on her mother's face when her father had announced that after 10 years of hard work he had finally made partner at his law firm, Wimple, Smith and soon to be Adams. Since the oldest partner who was well known for a wretched alcoholism had finally passed away after a miserable life of 62 years, Jack Adams had the go to make his way in the criminal defense system. And although she didn't much care for the particular occupation her father occupied the look on his face was one of such joy that she hadn't seen in a very long time...
And so the dinner party her mother had planned out in his honor began.
Walking into Lizzy's room was always an adventure, despite the fact that a housekeeper came by once a week to straighten up and the such Lizzy always found ways to avoid a clean sleeping quarters.
As she continued she journey through the eight year olds room she was simply amazed at the clatter that invaded the secluded space. Barbie dolls rested at her feet as she approached the doorway, an abandoned tea party the obviously included a beloved Mr. Bear, and a small arrangement of smurf dolls had been forgotten. And several old Halloween costumes including a clown's jumpsuit and a princesses outfit were on the floor along with many others.
Jessica quickly made a path from the door to the bed where she had the strongest suspicion her little sister was hiding.
"Lizzy! Oh Lizzy?! Come out come out where ever you are." she said obnoxiously. But to her avail no response came from any corner of the room, and Jessica sighed with impatience.
'This really is the last thing I need right now.' she thought as the sound of her father's first guests beginning to arrive floated up the stairs.
She knew if she and her sister didn't make proper appearances soon she would without a dough hear yet another lecture about how important it is for a lady to always make formal introductions when guests are present.
'You'd think I lived in the freaken 18th century with these blasted rules...'
"Elizabeth you get out here this minute! I am not playing games! And I'm not going to get in trouble just because you want to goof around!
The sudden sharpness in her voice scared her and for a split second she really wondered if it was really her or simply someone else.
A small bump under the queen bed that she hadn't noticed before began shaking slightly and she immediately regretted her words.
"You know my name's not Elizabeth." Whispered a sad little voice from under the covers.
'yes it is' thought Jessica. But she dare not speak the words out loud. A temper tantrum might be the result. She knew how Lizzy liked to pretend her name wasn't hers She didn't mind it so much really, Elizabeth never seemed to fit the little girl anyway.
"I'm sorry Lizzy. You just know how much these types of parties annoy me... with all those fat-cats out there."
A frizzy blond head popped out up at the familiar joke, making her scramble her sad expression into one of annoyance and looked something like a mime with it's tongue sticking out.
Jessica couldn't help but giggle in spite of herself. Sometimes she really did wonder if she and Lizzy had been adopted...
"Girls! will you hurry up already?" announced their mother as she walked into the doorway desperately trying to place her earring back in it's place.
"Oh sure mother we'll be down in a minute." Jessica said dully.
"all right, just hurry up please." Jessica hated the way her mother said please, as though the word disgusted her to use it and she was too good for it's meaning because she was already going to get what she wanted. And she turned as though she would continue her rein as hostess but instead she asked or more like commanded with a gentle tone, "Jessica dear... don't upset your father tonight. He's already got enough on his mind..." And with that she turned to make her leave.
"OK, Lizzy. Lets get you ready for a party."
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'The moon is unusually big tonight.' Thought Jessica or better known out of her home as Jess. And like Lizzy her name truly was not her own. Jess decided to linger for as long as possible in one of the many bathroom's for the first hour of the party, then she planned to migrate to the basement to 'feed the fish' if anyone asked. And the basement door would 'for some weird reason lock her in.' A sudden drift of annoyance entered Jess's mind as the phone rang through the solid oak door for the fifth time that evening. Jess could have only guessed who it could have been.
"What do you want Beth?" she greeted as she picked up the phone. She was really just not in the mood for one of her friends complaining sessions.
And nor was this the time for one.
For some reason she still couldn't conceive she chose to pick up the phone closest to the bathroom she was currently hiding out in which of course was downstairs. And as a result of that decision which she now sincerely regretted several people in lush tuxedos and dresses were mingling around her.
"He's such a jerk! I'm never speaking to him again!"
"What happened?" Asked Jess quickly growing tried This wasn't the first time her friend Beth was having problems with her boyfriend Anthony. In fact fighting was what they did best. For some reason she didn't understand Beth always named Jess referee.
"What happened! What happened!" I'll tell you what happened! Somehow I managed to get myself involved with a two-faced lying jackass!"
"Jessica put down that phone this minute. Who in the world are you talking to?" Jess supposed she didn't really notice her mother walking up behind her, but was grateful for the interruption never the less.
"Whatever he did Beth I'm sure it's not that bad. So just wait until-"
"Jessica Adams! Hang up that phone this instant!"
"Sorry Beth gotta go."
"Wait Jess what should I do if he-"
Click
"Anything wrong mother?" Jess said as gracefully as she could.
"Something wrong? Are you kidding me? exclaimed the woman desperately trying to keep her voice down at the sight of several of her guests poking their heads in their direction. And as a result faked a pointless laugh while gently touching her daughter's arm. Jess understood the situation and therefore forced a small laughter to ease the guests questing stairs. But once their glances averted the woman's subsiding annoyance turned to anger.
"Do you know where your sister is?"
Fear immediately crossed Jess's mind at the thought of her Lizzy riding the family dog Libb. A large black lab with no conscience.
He and Lizzy got along beautifully.
"No mother sad to say I haven't seen her at all tonight..."
"Well that's because she's in the kitchen, disrupting the caterers! And thanks to her immaturity the main course is going to be 15 minutes late."
"So..."
"I don't have time to stop your sister's shenanigans. The Welders are here and they were about to introduce me to their accountant when some of the help informed me. Besides she listens to you. So go tell her to stop asking the servers for piggyback rides!"
So Jess's plan to completely avoid her family and their snooty friends hadn't turned out as planned. After two more phone calls from Beth, nearly dragging Lizzy out of the kitchen after she through her stockings in the cake mix, and having been introduced to preppy school prep after preppy school prep by her mother, Jess was ready to pull her hair out. Literally. The long blond hair that she had actually made an effort at pulling up in an constructive bun had completely failed on her. Loose strands of hair tracing her slim face was not only becoming a bother but was clearly getting annoying with her mother who kept throwing evil glances in her direction.
As if the night couldn't be anymore annoying, the downstairs bathroom was and had been preoccupied since Mr. Ceilier had a little too much champagne. Since her room was designed the coat room her best bet was her parents bathroom since Lizzy's room was being cell to a pouting Lizzy, and the other two bathrooms were simply unavailable.
Normally at gatherings such as this guests weren't found upstairs so Jess figured it was a safe bet to find some privacy. But as she was ascending the main hall way of the upstairs a familiar crusty voice entered her ears.
"HA! Yeah right! Do you actually think YOUR daughter is capable of being a lawyer?"
" Yeah, Jack I mean she a looker and has common sense and everything but I really don't think she's capable of law school after collage." Said a slurred Mr. Cumber.
"Oh come on..." retorted Jack as he took another sip of brandy.
What in the hell are they talking about' thought Jess. They can't possibly be talking about me can they? Father knows I want to be a teacher. Why does he think I'm in the future educators Club anyway?
Yet the argument continued.
"My Jessie will be a lawyer because I want her to be a lawyer..." The last few sentences were somewhat hard to hear after that.
"Dad?" she said as she revealed herself from her spot in the corner.
"Oh hey there honieeeeeeee." Laughs were exchanged as all the men who were more than drunk.
"I was just telling the boys here how your a gonna be a lawyer some day.-Then join me at my practice..." The last and final sip of raspberry brandy was swallowed at this.
Laughter continued amongst the two men, as Jess retorted back.
"Dad. We've had this discussion, you know I want to be a teacher."
As though the conversion wasn't awkward enough the two men began laughing like nothing compared to before and Jack Adams decide to join them.
" Baby, really we have had this discussion before..." he said with a mocking tone. "And you know that being a teacher (he quoted his fingers as he did this) is a load of crap. I mean what do you get out of it?! Nothing. and besides you know that yourrr sooo much better than that sweetie." But the words were not heard by anyone expect his own ears as the two men were nearly crying with their laughter and the fact that Jess had walked away wounded moments ago.]
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Finally her destination was met as she reached the small harbor where she had been so many times before. And it was indeed dark out now, which seemed appropriate since she didn't want to be seen anyway.
'After so long, so much trying... He still doesn't care. Why can't he understand that I'm just trying to do my best? and mother is surly no help either. Dear god I used to love her smile. So beautiful. So warm. She used to encourage me and Lizzy to play dress-up and do weird thing with our hair. Could she forget that she still has two children? I mean really! You'd swear Lizzy and I don't even exists anymore. It's not fair! They never listen to a damn thing I say. Poor Lizzy, I bet she can't even remember what mother's smile looks like, he sound of Dad's laughter (the sober kind), or the way any of us used to function...'
And with that she crawled along a peer( the best one for crabbing), and sat near a broken light post. The only thing watching her cry was a bright full moon, that you would have thought would inspire. Even the most blocked of writers.
But without her knowing, something else watched her that night: two bright yellow eyes in a tree of near by distance.
'How could something so beautiful cry so hard?' Thought the voice behind the eyes.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hey guys end of this chapter for now. But I promise more Kurt to come soon! Review are always welcome. I will how ever ignore all flames. Thanks *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Reviews are ALWAYS welcome. Duh!
And as a fair warning this IS the longest story I've ever attempted to accomplish. So please bare with me as my grammar and spelling is horrible. Please review.... Thanks :)
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She couldn't take it anymore.
She just couldn't.
So she ran.
She ran as fast as the speed of her legs would provide her.
And she was grateful for the "not too long, but not too short" blue dress her mother had chosen for the special occasion. Because it was just as respectable as convenient when it came to running. (Although she admitted that she could have lived without the two-inch heels.)
And the so called special occasion was what had triggered the gruesome tears colliding at her chin. Yet through all the bleakness, She still had the promise of street lights, and small torches hanging off of the porches of any local houses near by. But the houses were growing further and further apart as she ran closer and closer to the harbor.
Yet despite the many thoughts flooding her mind the events that had just taken place were the sincerely painful ones. And they were actually quite similar to a sore muscle you could only forget about when you didn't move. Only this was the type of wound that hurt when she didn't inhale.
[ Jessica dear, please make sure Elizabeth has her dress and everything in order will you."
"Sure mother, no problem!" She yelled from upstairs. Which was something they didn't normally do in there household But chaos seemed to be the theme of the dinner party that was soon to take place around them.
She remembered the look on her mother's face when her father had announced that after 10 years of hard work he had finally made partner at his law firm, Wimple, Smith and soon to be Adams. Since the oldest partner who was well known for a wretched alcoholism had finally passed away after a miserable life of 62 years, Jack Adams had the go to make his way in the criminal defense system. And although she didn't much care for the particular occupation her father occupied the look on his face was one of such joy that she hadn't seen in a very long time...
And so the dinner party her mother had planned out in his honor began.
Walking into Lizzy's room was always an adventure, despite the fact that a housekeeper came by once a week to straighten up and the such Lizzy always found ways to avoid a clean sleeping quarters.
As she continued she journey through the eight year olds room she was simply amazed at the clatter that invaded the secluded space. Barbie dolls rested at her feet as she approached the doorway, an abandoned tea party the obviously included a beloved Mr. Bear, and a small arrangement of smurf dolls had been forgotten. And several old Halloween costumes including a clown's jumpsuit and a princesses outfit were on the floor along with many others.
Jessica quickly made a path from the door to the bed where she had the strongest suspicion her little sister was hiding.
"Lizzy! Oh Lizzy?! Come out come out where ever you are." she said obnoxiously. But to her avail no response came from any corner of the room, and Jessica sighed with impatience.
'This really is the last thing I need right now.' she thought as the sound of her father's first guests beginning to arrive floated up the stairs.
She knew if she and her sister didn't make proper appearances soon she would without a dough hear yet another lecture about how important it is for a lady to always make formal introductions when guests are present.
'You'd think I lived in the freaken 18th century with these blasted rules...'
"Elizabeth you get out here this minute! I am not playing games! And I'm not going to get in trouble just because you want to goof around!
The sudden sharpness in her voice scared her and for a split second she really wondered if it was really her or simply someone else.
A small bump under the queen bed that she hadn't noticed before began shaking slightly and she immediately regretted her words.
"You know my name's not Elizabeth." Whispered a sad little voice from under the covers.
'yes it is' thought Jessica. But she dare not speak the words out loud. A temper tantrum might be the result. She knew how Lizzy liked to pretend her name wasn't hers She didn't mind it so much really, Elizabeth never seemed to fit the little girl anyway.
"I'm sorry Lizzy. You just know how much these types of parties annoy me... with all those fat-cats out there."
A frizzy blond head popped out up at the familiar joke, making her scramble her sad expression into one of annoyance and looked something like a mime with it's tongue sticking out.
Jessica couldn't help but giggle in spite of herself. Sometimes she really did wonder if she and Lizzy had been adopted...
"Girls! will you hurry up already?" announced their mother as she walked into the doorway desperately trying to place her earring back in it's place.
"Oh sure mother we'll be down in a minute." Jessica said dully.
"all right, just hurry up please." Jessica hated the way her mother said please, as though the word disgusted her to use it and she was too good for it's meaning because she was already going to get what she wanted. And she turned as though she would continue her rein as hostess but instead she asked or more like commanded with a gentle tone, "Jessica dear... don't upset your father tonight. He's already got enough on his mind..." And with that she turned to make her leave.
"OK, Lizzy. Lets get you ready for a party."
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'The moon is unusually big tonight.' Thought Jessica or better known out of her home as Jess. And like Lizzy her name truly was not her own. Jess decided to linger for as long as possible in one of the many bathroom's for the first hour of the party, then she planned to migrate to the basement to 'feed the fish' if anyone asked. And the basement door would 'for some weird reason lock her in.' A sudden drift of annoyance entered Jess's mind as the phone rang through the solid oak door for the fifth time that evening. Jess could have only guessed who it could have been.
"What do you want Beth?" she greeted as she picked up the phone. She was really just not in the mood for one of her friends complaining sessions.
And nor was this the time for one.
For some reason she still couldn't conceive she chose to pick up the phone closest to the bathroom she was currently hiding out in which of course was downstairs. And as a result of that decision which she now sincerely regretted several people in lush tuxedos and dresses were mingling around her.
"He's such a jerk! I'm never speaking to him again!"
"What happened?" Asked Jess quickly growing tried This wasn't the first time her friend Beth was having problems with her boyfriend Anthony. In fact fighting was what they did best. For some reason she didn't understand Beth always named Jess referee.
"What happened! What happened!" I'll tell you what happened! Somehow I managed to get myself involved with a two-faced lying jackass!"
"Jessica put down that phone this minute. Who in the world are you talking to?" Jess supposed she didn't really notice her mother walking up behind her, but was grateful for the interruption never the less.
"Whatever he did Beth I'm sure it's not that bad. So just wait until-"
"Jessica Adams! Hang up that phone this instant!"
"Sorry Beth gotta go."
"Wait Jess what should I do if he-"
Click
"Anything wrong mother?" Jess said as gracefully as she could.
"Something wrong? Are you kidding me? exclaimed the woman desperately trying to keep her voice down at the sight of several of her guests poking their heads in their direction. And as a result faked a pointless laugh while gently touching her daughter's arm. Jess understood the situation and therefore forced a small laughter to ease the guests questing stairs. But once their glances averted the woman's subsiding annoyance turned to anger.
"Do you know where your sister is?"
Fear immediately crossed Jess's mind at the thought of her Lizzy riding the family dog Libb. A large black lab with no conscience.
He and Lizzy got along beautifully.
"No mother sad to say I haven't seen her at all tonight..."
"Well that's because she's in the kitchen, disrupting the caterers! And thanks to her immaturity the main course is going to be 15 minutes late."
"So..."
"I don't have time to stop your sister's shenanigans. The Welders are here and they were about to introduce me to their accountant when some of the help informed me. Besides she listens to you. So go tell her to stop asking the servers for piggyback rides!"
So Jess's plan to completely avoid her family and their snooty friends hadn't turned out as planned. After two more phone calls from Beth, nearly dragging Lizzy out of the kitchen after she through her stockings in the cake mix, and having been introduced to preppy school prep after preppy school prep by her mother, Jess was ready to pull her hair out. Literally. The long blond hair that she had actually made an effort at pulling up in an constructive bun had completely failed on her. Loose strands of hair tracing her slim face was not only becoming a bother but was clearly getting annoying with her mother who kept throwing evil glances in her direction.
As if the night couldn't be anymore annoying, the downstairs bathroom was and had been preoccupied since Mr. Ceilier had a little too much champagne. Since her room was designed the coat room her best bet was her parents bathroom since Lizzy's room was being cell to a pouting Lizzy, and the other two bathrooms were simply unavailable.
Normally at gatherings such as this guests weren't found upstairs so Jess figured it was a safe bet to find some privacy. But as she was ascending the main hall way of the upstairs a familiar crusty voice entered her ears.
"HA! Yeah right! Do you actually think YOUR daughter is capable of being a lawyer?"
" Yeah, Jack I mean she a looker and has common sense and everything but I really don't think she's capable of law school after collage." Said a slurred Mr. Cumber.
"Oh come on..." retorted Jack as he took another sip of brandy.
What in the hell are they talking about' thought Jess. They can't possibly be talking about me can they? Father knows I want to be a teacher. Why does he think I'm in the future educators Club anyway?
Yet the argument continued.
"My Jessie will be a lawyer because I want her to be a lawyer..." The last few sentences were somewhat hard to hear after that.
"Dad?" she said as she revealed herself from her spot in the corner.
"Oh hey there honieeeeeeee." Laughs were exchanged as all the men who were more than drunk.
"I was just telling the boys here how your a gonna be a lawyer some day.-Then join me at my practice..." The last and final sip of raspberry brandy was swallowed at this.
Laughter continued amongst the two men, as Jess retorted back.
"Dad. We've had this discussion, you know I want to be a teacher."
As though the conversion wasn't awkward enough the two men began laughing like nothing compared to before and Jack Adams decide to join them.
" Baby, really we have had this discussion before..." he said with a mocking tone. "And you know that being a teacher (he quoted his fingers as he did this) is a load of crap. I mean what do you get out of it?! Nothing. and besides you know that yourrr sooo much better than that sweetie." But the words were not heard by anyone expect his own ears as the two men were nearly crying with their laughter and the fact that Jess had walked away wounded moments ago.]
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Finally her destination was met as she reached the small harbor where she had been so many times before. And it was indeed dark out now, which seemed appropriate since she didn't want to be seen anyway.
'After so long, so much trying... He still doesn't care. Why can't he understand that I'm just trying to do my best? and mother is surly no help either. Dear god I used to love her smile. So beautiful. So warm. She used to encourage me and Lizzy to play dress-up and do weird thing with our hair. Could she forget that she still has two children? I mean really! You'd swear Lizzy and I don't even exists anymore. It's not fair! They never listen to a damn thing I say. Poor Lizzy, I bet she can't even remember what mother's smile looks like, he sound of Dad's laughter (the sober kind), or the way any of us used to function...'
And with that she crawled along a peer( the best one for crabbing), and sat near a broken light post. The only thing watching her cry was a bright full moon, that you would have thought would inspire. Even the most blocked of writers.
But without her knowing, something else watched her that night: two bright yellow eyes in a tree of near by distance.
'How could something so beautiful cry so hard?' Thought the voice behind the eyes.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hey guys end of this chapter for now. But I promise more Kurt to come soon! Review are always welcome. I will how ever ignore all flames. Thanks *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*