Unclaimed Love by E.J Belle (ebook reader for comics TXT) 📕

I sat in silence before getting out my notebook from my college bag and started to write a poem in it.

Do not be gentle, do not be shamed by the wickedness that may be plagued by those who may dislike or hate you.

Fallen tears may leave your eyes with one last goodbye as you cry.

Snaps and debates may be shared with bitterness and hate as you feel nothing but emptiness inside.

Traps are quick and so are tricks.

Carry me home, take me away and never leave me alone.

As one looks at you with love and care, another may gaze at you with nothing but hate from all the mistakes that you have made.

Accept your enemies, love them as much as you love your friends.

Never show fear, never show shyness.

Never hide away as you despair before you hear one single prayer.

Pretty and popular may not be the same, so do not be ashamed.

I was about to write more until I noticed that it was 4.00 pm, and I couldn't help but sigh until I heard the door squeaking slightly. Another thing also caught my eye, Miss Larson who had been mocking me earlier had now fallen asleep in her chair. Some professional bitchy headmistress she is. I thought before looking at the door to see Sarah taking a small-sneak-a-peak through the room.

"Allie!" She managed to say in a whisper just loud enough for me to hear.

Nodding I picked up my notebook, and bag carrying them carefully and tip-toeing almost towards the door so I wouldn't wake up the bitchy headmistress.

As I left the room Sarah closed the door as quietly as possible before speaking to me quietly.

"Why were you in there? I thought you were supposed to be in detention." She stated.

"Seems that there weren't enough spaces available in the detention room." I answered.

"What's wrong?" She crossed her arms across her chest.

"Nothing family problems." I said not wanting to talk about the whole subject.

"Ah that sucks. Well want to get a lift home with me? You could stay overnight." She offered.

"It's okay. I'll be fine, thank you for offering though." I thanked her smiling warmly towards her.

I couldn't possibly tell her that I was going to be moving into Aidan's house. What would she think of me? I know that this was wrong of me. But it just didn't feel right to tell her what had exactly happened not now anyway.

We walked towards the exit of the college and hugged each other before Sarah said goodbye and departed from the college leaving me alone.

I sighed heavily before I noticed a man waving at me in the parking lot motioning me to come over.

In the past my father and mother had taught me to never speak to strangers. I continued to stand at the exit of the college until I noticed the man that had previously waved at me, coming over towards me.

He was attired in a black suit, a white waistcoat, a pair of black trousers and a pair of black shoes. He was probably about six ft. one. His eyes were a dark brown and he had black-tousled short hair. His skin was pale but not as pale as mine.

He stopped in front of me giving me a faint smile before speaking to me.

"Are you Miss Jenkins?" He questioned me.

"Yes I'm Allie." I responded.

"I'm Joe, I'm Mr Thompson's butler. It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Jenkins. Come we mustn't be late for your arrival at your new home." He said taking me gently by the hand and leading me towards a black limo. Oh my god he is rich! He is bloody rich! I thought as he opened the passenger door for me allowing me to get in and to put on my seatbelt.

I watched him walk over towards the other side of the car and got into the driver's seat before starting the engine and reversing the car out of the parking lot before driving out of it.

"This is Mr Thompson's car, since I'm his butler. I have to drive it." He looked at me as if he had known what I had been thinking.

Okay then the man that I dislike the most is filthy rich then! I sighed deeply.

"How far away is Mr Thompson's home?" I finally decided to make a conversation with Joe.

"Not too far away." He answered abruptly.

I decided not to speak after that as I found myself leaning my head against the glass window out of complete boredom until I found myself drifting off into a deep slumber away from the drive that seemed rather long to me.

I was in the forest again. I was sitting on the same strong large branch reading my book, I had just put my book down after seeing the young boy climb down the tree and run off somewhere in the forest to find a place to hide I assumed as I started to count to one hundred.

After I had reached one hundred I decided to descend from the tree and walk through the woodland area. With every step that I took, the shade of the sky would become darker and it worried me slightly.

The cold air that I was inhaling in and exhaling out was getting colder and colder by the minute. As I continued to walk through the forest I continued to look around at my surroundings searching for Danny.

However, it was strange. As I wandered through various parts of the woods I soon stopped as I noticed my vision started to get slightly blurry but luckily I could still see what was in front of me.

There were at least two or three figures standing in the middle of the forest in front of me in the distance, I tried calling out to them but somehow I couldn't find my voice, no words would come out at all.

I found myself staring at the two women that were in the distance, one was draped in a black long-sleeved-frock with a black veil over her head. I couldn't quite see her face due to the veil that covered it well.

The other woman seemed to be pushing a buggy but stopped in front of the woman in the black dress.

My vision was blurry, so I couldn't make out the other woman's face either. But somehow I found myself feeling as if I was shrinking down to a lower level, and then I noticed a boy. He was holding hands with the woman who had been draped in the black-long-sleeved dress.

It couldn't possibly be Danny could it? I wondered as I noticed him walking over towards the buggy that the other woman was holding.

After that everything had gone black and I couldn't see a thing.

I woke up only to hear Joe's voice speaking to me.

"We're here Miss Jenkins." He announced as I rubbed my eyes only to take in my new surroundings.

We had driven through large-black iron gates that looked rather creepy with the crows sitting on top of them thankfully they weren't making a sound.

There was a long driveway in front of us, as we continued to drive straight on. I couldn't help but notice how misty it was or perhaps it was just my eyes playing tricks on me. As the mist cleared a large black mansion came into the view and my eyes widened like saucers.

It was huge! There was white gravel that we were now driving on and when we came to a stop in front of the entrance of the house I couldn't help but notice some steps in front of the entrance of the house and three people standing on the very top steps watching the car stopping at the house.

I couldn't help but cover my mouth as I yawned and stretched out my arms.

Joe wasted no time and got out of the car only to open the passenger door for me and allowed me to take off my seatbelt and take hold of my college bag.

"Please let me take your college bag for you Miss." Joe offered kindly.

"It's okay I can carry it myself. But thank you for offering." I answered.

"Madam, I have to take your bag because I have to take it upstairs to your new bedroom." He told me and I got the impression that if I were to refuse then he would get into trouble or something.

I handed him my bag and he thanked me before I heard Mr Thompson's voice roar out.

"Ah welcome foolish mortal. Come in." I heard him say which made me wonder if he was drunk or not since he used the word 'mortal.'

I walked up the steps only to see the two boys staring at me with grins on their faces.

Aidan and Damian were both standing on either side of the entrance to the grand place that I was going to be living in.

Aidan wore a white-long-sleeved-shirt with a dark-green jumper over it, a pair of light-blue jeans and a pair of black shoes.

On the other hand Damian was wearing a white-long-sleeved shirt, a dark-blue-long-sleeved jumper over it, a pair of black trousers and a pair of black shoes.

As I ambled up the steps with Joe beside me I noticed their grins getting broader by the minute.

"Do you two have some sort of staring problem?" I questioned them both.

"Aw and I thought I was going to get a 'nice to see you' or 'I have missed you so much' but instead Miss Barbie is in a bad mood." Aidan teased me.

"My name is Allie, not Barbie plus I don't have blonde hair. Idiot." I remarked.

"Hello Allie." Damian greeted me.

"Hello Damian." I greeted him back.

"Aw Miss Barbie is favouring someone over me already." Aidan continued to tease me.

"Will you shut up already?" I started to get pissed off.

"You really have to work on your maturity." Damian told me.

"Oh shut up and before any of you ask me if I like you, the answer is no I both hate you." I marched inside.

"Why are you so fucking slow? Missy." I heard Mr Thompson complain in irritation.

"I don't know probably because Mr Dumb and Dumber outside there were annoying me and wouldn't let me inside the house." I replied as I took in the new area that I was in.

The large hall had a deer-head on one of the walls which I found rather uncomfortable with looking at.

I averted my gaze back towards Mr Thompson whom was standing in one of the living rooms, he stood next to the large fireplace where a magnificent fire had been lit.

"Well how was the trip here?" He questioned me firmly.

"It was fine but I slept through most of it." I admitted.

"Hmm good." He muttered underneath his breath.

I watched him sit down on one of the seats in the room and told me to take a seat.

I sat down on one of the sofas waiting for him to speak to me since I thought I couldn't speak without getting told off by him.

"Now as you know, this is now your home. You are under my roof now and you will be getting married in two weeks. So this is how it is going to work. When I give you an order or an instruction you will do it without any questions, you may look around the house but no going to the east wing or going to my study without my personal consent first. If you disobey me without a doubt you will be punished and I mean it. No pestering Joe or any other members of staff that work in this household unless it is for a good enough reason. Lastly but not least no sending letters or making phone calls without informing me first and above all no leaving the house to go anywhere else apart from the gardens." He explained harshly.

"What about my parents' sir surely I don't need your permission to ring them or write to them? May I go to visit them?" I stated.

"Silence!