Torn Apart IC

[ChaosDAmore]

Torn Apart IC (Closed)

This story is set in the Victorian Era in a rather small city. The city had two main "powerhouse" families and the rest of the families were peasants. The daughter of the Raglan family, which was the oldest and richest family in the town, was ready to be courted and find a husband. Alana Raglan was already in love though, you see. She had fallen in love many years before with a boy she had known since she was a little girl. This boy's family was once rich and a very powerful influence over the town but the tragedy struck the family when the boy turned about 10, it was unclear when exactly the family went under. The boys family hid the financial troubles very well, taking loans from banks and such. The boy and the girl had grown incredibly close together, if the girl was somewhere, the boy was sure to be there as well. They were stuck at the hip but when the boys family lost everything, the boy lost her. Her parents saw it a disgrace to keep letting their daughter visit the peasant boy so they shut off all contact with the two. But the bond between them was too strong. They wrote letters back and forth by means of hiding the letters throughout the city. They even had quite a few secret meetings. Her mother and father had caught them together one night, the girl was about to loose her virginity to the boy. She had disgraced her family and tried to explain to her family that they loved each other. Her family wanted none of it. They locked her away in the home and had a private teacher come to the home to educate the girl. Alana still loved the boy very much and did not want to marry some stranger, she wanted the boy. Her family would stop at nothing to keep them apart...........

The Families:

The Raglans:

The Raglans came to be very powerful through the use of the Stock Market. Alana's father, Alexander Raglan, was a stock market mogel. He knew the ins and outs of the market and had made his family very rich in the process. Alana had been born into the wealth but amazingly enough, she was not tainted by this. She was a sweet girl with the face of an angel. Most men in the town had their sights set on her but they all knew she was to be courted by Ian Thornton. Her mother had never even broken a nail since she married Alexander. She didn't have too. They had plenty of servants to things for them. Mary Raglan and Alexander Raglan were not very pleased with their daughters distaste in their choice for a courter but this was not a choice for Alana to make. Her parents were not about to let Alana marry a peasant, given he had been wealthy once but they did not care. He was still a peasant. Her parents were cold and kept Alana under lock and key.

The Thorntons:

This was the second richest and most powerful family in the town. Their son Ian had also been choosen by the Raglans to court their daughter. They were estatic. The union between the two families would secure their future and they would not end up like the Capians. Grant Thornton was a brillant man and would ,by no means, ever let his family run out of money but Cynthia Thornton ,his wife, did worry. Grant was an inventor and had made his millions in the Industrial business. Her father had created the lock stitch sewing machine which simplified both home and boutique dressmaking, and enabled a fashion for lavish application of trim that would have been prohibitively time-consuming if done by hand. His creation was quickly scooped up by large factories in record numbers. Now with his family set financially, he travels rather often and help improve on older machines.

The Capians:

The Capians had a very comfortable life until the father had died. The father was the main money source in the family due to his partnership with Grant Thornton. Once Jonathan Capian died, his wife shopped and spent the money until it was completely gone, leaving them with nothing to live off of. Due to this Jonathan Jr. had grown to resent his now prosititute mother. His mother did what she had to for ends to met and to keep a roof over their head. Sure the roof over their heads leaked but it was a roof. She prayed to God everyday hoping that Alana and Jonathan Jr. would marry and she would live in riches, once again. Of course, Elizabeth Capian knew that was not going to happen but it was better than giving up. Jonathan Jr. was the most handsome man in the town by far, with a strong jawline and the most piercing blue eyes, but that did not mean anything now. Every peasant girl had their eye on Jonathan Jr. but he had eyes for only one girl and that girl was no where near in reach.

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Alana sighed softly as she gazed out her window at the beautiful garden below. She looked down at her diary and closed it gently then tucked it away in her hiding place. If anyone were to ever find that diary, Alana did not know what she would do. There would be nothing she could do. Her parents would know every secret she had ever held from there and considering they did not take to secrets well, Alana would have a lot of explaining to do. She stood up and smoothed out her dress with her hands then shook her head a bit. "This is not fair. Not even a little. I do not want to marry that man. I have to see him again.", Alana thought to herself as she walked over to the full length mirror in her bed room. She stared at herself with a sadness. Her hands ran threw the long, honey colored curls that fell past her shoulders, almost to her belly button. Her pale skin contrasted well with the honey color of her hair and the piercing green of her eyes. Everyone always told her that she was the mirror image of her mother. Those people may be right, but she was nothing like her mother.

She shook her head slightly then adjusted the corset she wore slightly. "I hate corsets. I can hardly breath.", she sighed softly and looked at the dress she wore. Something her mother picked out without a doubt. The dress was soft pink and strapless with an ample amount of cleavage showing due to the corset. The bottom of the dress was large but not as heavy as it may look thankfully. Standing at a mere 5'3, Alana was a tall woman, nor was she strong. The girl weighed about 115 pounds, at most. "Hum, what shall I do today. Maybe I will go into town since my parents are out of town and there is no one around to watch over me." She slightly then slipped out of her room and moved downstairs as quickly as she possibly could.

 

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Jonathan sighed as he ran through the city's back alleys, deftly dodging his pursuers while making sure the hood of his cloak did not fall back and betray his identity. He bemoaned his life silently in his head as he ran; cursing the fate that had laid him so low he had to steal from market simply to survive another day. He leapt over an overturned barrel that was blocking the alleyway, his athletic skill still strong despite his absence from the soccer field for well over six years now. His 5’11 lithe muscled body still served him well, and his speed was nearly unmatched. His short brown hair flowed behind him as he ran, blue eyes wide open as he took in all his surroundings, looking for an escape. He growled as he scampered into an open building, diving through the window and climbing to the roof much to the surprise of the residents inside. His cloak still hid his face well enough that he was unrecognizable which was good, his face was fairly well known, even dirtied as it had been lately. His family had once been on par with the Raglans and the Thorntons; the elite of the elite in this town. But tragedy had struck, taking his father’s life and leaving his mother a worthless shell of a woman. He leapt across the roof, landing with a hard THUMP on the building next and continued running, leaping from rooftop to rooftop until he was sure he had lost the constable’s men. He smiled and sat down heavily, panting as he unwrapped his prize. A loaf of bread and a hunk of old hard cheese. Not much, but to him it tasted heavenly.

He lost himself in thought as he ate, thinking, as he always did, of Alana. It had been nearly six months since he had last seen her, that fateful night when they’d almost became one. But her family… her horrid mother… had shown up and interfered, trying to have Jonathan locked up. The constable let him go, warning him never again to ‘Antagonize the rich folk’. He glowered as he remembered his shame. He hadn’t seen her since that night, though she’d wrote to him often. She had been his closest companion since as long as he could remember, his best friend growing up… the girl he knew he had to have once he realized what it was he wanted from women. He smiled slightly as he ripped a hunk of the bread, thinking about their first magic kiss when they were thirteen. He sighed slightly, thinking of how much he missed her now, again cursing the bad luck and uselessness of his mother. He jumped to the street, landing heavily in a mound of dirt piled against the wall as he strode off, heading for home.

He opened the door, stepping in just in time to see his mom collecting payment from another ‘customer’. Jonathan shook his head in disgust as the man hiked his trousers up and left the house. “Glad I didn’t come home any earlier…” He said, looking at his mother, hostility plain in his eyes. “Here’s an idea, how about instead of taking that money and going to buy more of your fancy drugs you give it to me so we can eat a decent meal?” He had no respect left for his mother, not after having blown through the entire inheritance his father left behind. His mother glared back, fire in her eyes. “Listen you little wanker. I don’t care what you think of me life… you’re a rotten little ungrateful shit. I put a roof over your head the only way I know how to!” She was screaming now and Jonathan sighed slightly, each day it was the same thing. “I don’t want to hear this again…” He said as he set the bread and cheese down on the table. “I’m going out, here’s your bloody dinner and I’ll see you later if you’re still conscious or don’t have another man inside you.” He grabbed his work clothes and closed the door just in time to avoid getting smashed in the head by a plate she chucked after him.

He walked up the street, his mind lingering on depressing thoughts, praying for a glimmer of happiness. Three blocks away was one of the places Alana would leave letters for him, he was hoping to find one today, to give him something to think about as he went about sweeping people’s chimneys. He sighed sadly as he approached the spot, his heart dropping when he saw there was no sign of any letter. “Oh well… it was only a matter of time before she forgot about you lad, that Thornton boy can give her all the things you never will be able to.” And with that depressing thought he shoved his hat onto his head and picked up his sweep, walking his way to work.

 

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Alana smiled as she dashed down the stairs of her large home, there was a glee in her eyes as she made her way into the city. She was hoping to catch Jonathan at their secret spot and to hand deliver the letter she had written him. Those long blonde curls flowed behind her she dashed throw the city streets. Many of the peasants stared at her in disguist as she made her way towards the street spot. She sighed softly when she neared their secret spot and found no Jonathan or any sign he had been there. " He must have been married off............His mother probably pushed him into. My love could not keep him true to me. ".

She sighed softly then looked around a bit, the peasants hated seeing one of the richer families walking around streets. They hated her but they did not know her. Alana did not need the big house, the fancy dress or any of the money she had. Sure it was nice but it didn't make her happy. Jonathan made her happy but no one understood that. No one but Jonathan.

Alana pulled up her dress slightly so it didn't drag on the ground then she started to wander aimlessly through the city streets. Perhaps she would bump into Jonathan but she had a feeling she would not. She sighed a bit then stopped a peasant on the street, "Excuse me, I don't mean to disturb you but have you seen Jonathan Capian?. The patron blinked slightly as Alana stopped him then inquired about Jonathan. "Yes, I believe Jonathan is sweeping the chimney of old man Johnson. Down the street a bit. Can't miss the boy, I'm sure". Alana nodded her thanks to the peasant then headed to old man Johnsons house.

She smiled as she peered up onto the roof and spotted Jonathan sweeping out the chimney. It had been 6 months since she had physically looked at him. He didn't look any different than she remember. "Jonathan! It's me!", she called out him with a smile. She only prayed he would hear her and her voice would not fall on deaf ears.

 

[gagonthis]

It was a horrid job, chimney sweeping. Suited only for the most desperate people with no other way to make money. The quarters were tight and often those who had been in the business for too long suffered from deformed body structure from the cramped positions. If they didn’t die from inhaling too much soot that was. Jonathan hated his job, but it was the only work he could get now, it being well known about town that his mother, once a powerful influential woman was now a common whore. It made it hard to find honest employ, and as such Jonathan was forced to spend his days inside filthy chimneys, doing his best to clean them out.

He climbed to the top for a breather, feeling the soot burning into his lungs he knew he needed some fresh air or he would risk permanent damage. He was almost done though, and though the amount he was paid would make the job seem hardly worth it, it was money he needed if he were to eat the next day. Though he could always steal he didn’t like being so dishonest. He sighed as he pulled himself up over the top of the Chimney, sitting down tiredly and looking across the town. It looked so peaceful and serene from up here, none of the problems seemed to float this high. The town might have been a monster that had consumed his life, but it was a beautiful one indeed.

His ears perked as he heard a faint sound on the wind, someone calling his name? He searched around, listening more intently. Then he spotted her. His eyes widened, it had been half a year since he’d last seen her and there she was, down on the street, calling his name. She looked radiant, just as he remembered. He frowned slightly as he looked at himself, clad in rags, covered in soot. A far cry from the young elite he used to be. Still she had sought him out and he yearned to see her again. He stood and waved to her, running to the edge of the building he jumped out into the air, catching a laundry line as he went. He swung to the building across the way, caught a window ledge and from there proceeded to jump back and forth between buildings, moving down a floor with each leap. He smiled as he landed with a flourish. He’d always liked making an entrance. “Alana… I can’t believe it’s you… I haven’t heard from you in so long…” He wanted to go to her, but held himself back, they were in public and he was filthy

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana watched him make an entrance and laughed slightly, he never seized to amaze her but she frowned a bit at his appearance. The fact that he was filthy didn't bother her at all. It was the fact that he just looked so unhappy but she hoped that she could put a smile on his face. "Hello Jonathan. My parents are out of town so I snuck out to see you. So, how have you been?", she asked him even though she knew he had been horrible.

She looked at him and longed to feel his strong arms holding her tight. He always held her so gently but tight enough that she knew nothing would harm. "I've missed you Jonathan. So much. I'm sorry I haven't written as much as I use too. My mother.......well you know how she is.". Alana laughed and smiled then pulled her soft pink hankerchief from the bosom of her corset.

She looked him in the eye and stepped closer to him then softly wiped the soot from his face. "I'm sorry my hankerchief isn't big enough to clean your arms". She laughed softly then placed her hands on his cheeks. It felt so nice for her to touch his skin but she knew it would not last long. "Oh Jonathan..........", she sighed softly then tucked the hankerchief into his trouser pocket as she pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan looked at her as he landed on the ground. She still looked every bit the proper lady, educated, beautiful, dressed well.. and he looked every bit the chimney sweep... miserable and dirty. He sighed sadly remembering when his life had been like hers, when he had been able to be with her with no judgement from her family. "It gladens my heart to know you still think of me Alana." He said, shuffling his feet awkwardly. "I thought... after all these months... maybe you had been married off." He shrugged. "I understand if you have. The Thornton boy can give you the type of life you deserve."
He stood still as she wiped his face off, blushing slightly as she kissed him. "Alana... not here, it wouldn't be proper and word could get back to your family too easy. Go to market.. I need to finish cleaning this chimney, but once I'm done I will come and find you... I promise."

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana looked at him and smiled then placed her hand on his cheek, "Yes, I am well aware that Ian Thornton can provide me with any my heart desires but he cannot give me love because he does not love me. You can give me anything and everything I will ever need. We will be together one day, I promise you that." She smiled and nodded at his suggestion of meeting him at the market. They should not be seen together in public because word is destined to get back to her mother but Alana had to see him. She needed him as much as he needed her. " The market. I will be there, just look for my hair. I don't quite blend in with the way I am dressed now.", she laughed slightly then blinked as someone shrieked her name.

Just a large hand gripped Alana's upper arm roughly and yanked her away from her Jonathan quickly. It was Ian Thornton and he was not at all thrilled that Alana had run off to see Jonathan. Ian had brought along Alana's Aunt Mariame as well. Mariame took ahold of Alana and pulled her away from Ian, " Are you trying to ruin your family? Disgrace them with this..........common street trash? Why do you only think of yourself, Alana? His mother is a whore and for God's sake, look at the boy. He's filthy. A lowly chimney sweeper. He can't provide you with anything! Now get inside the carriage so I can take you back home.", her Aunt Mariame said to Alana then pointed to the carriage.

Alana shook her head slightly and dashed back to Jonathan, "I don't love Ian. You, my family, only want his families money!", she shouted while making her way back to Jonathan. She had almost reached Jonathan when Ian grabbed Alana by her upper arms then pushed her against a wall softly. Ian leaned in close to her face, " Get in the carriage. I swear to God, if I catch you outside of the walls of your home again......you will regret it. Do you hear me? I will destroy you and your family. Now, lets get you home.", he growled to her and placed a rough kiss on her delicate lips. Alana pushed him off of her then slapped his face before rushing off to the carriage with her aunt. Ian looked at Jonathan and wiped his lips off slightly. " Stay away from her, you hear me? I will put her under lock and key in her home. If I catch you and her together again, something might happen. God forbid someone were to harm her............" Ian smiled then jumped into the carriage. The carriage pulled away from Jonathan and off towards Alana's home

 

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Jonathan smiled, looking forward to seeing her again later, maybe if her parents were gone and she could get to the market unnoticed they could finish what her mother had interrupted nearly six months ago. "I love you as well Alana. And no matter what it takes I will have you as my wife." He said with a soft smile.

He cringed as he heard the shrill voice crack the chill air. He growled as Ian grabbed Alana roughly, his hand searching into his clothing for a dagger he always kept hidden. He gripped it tightly but did not draw. He could do nothing without bringing all sorts of trouble down upon him. He listened to Alana's aunt lecturing her, glaring daggers at the two of them as they yelled at her. They didn't care about the girl at all. She didn't need Ian, her family had plenty of money, why couldn't they just let her follow her heart? He swore loudly, causing Ian to turn and glare at him. Jonathan just made a rude gesture and moved to come to Alana.

He yelled loudly as Ian slammed her against the wall, his dagger coming free, but he held his hand, forcing himself to calm down, which was very hard as she was forcibly kissed. "Don't act like you've won her already you bastard." He growled as Ian forced her into the carriage. "If you harm one hair on her head I will come for you. The rich bleed out just as easily as the poor when they're stuck like pigs..." He growled, moving away from the carriage as it left.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana sat in the carriage and sighed softly as she looked at Ian with hatred. "How dare you touch me like that in public. I am not your wife and I never will be. I could never spend my life with you.", she spat at him then glared to her aunt. Why was she watching over Alana, she didn't care about Alana. "What matter does it make to you if I see Jonathan or not? It's not like the presumed marriage between pig-face and myself would secure your future at all. You are just living comfortably due to my fathers money. You are like a leech in the family. I hope my family looses everything. I hope you become a whore." Alana glared at them both then was shocked at the slap that came to her face rather roughly, it was sure to bruise. The slap did not come from her aunt however, it came from Ian. Alana looked at Ian and blinked slightly as her hand covered the area where he had slapped. She bit her bottom lip as her delicate, pale face turned tomato red. It took everything she had to not cry from the pain as it made the way through her face.

The carriage stopped in front of the house and Alana climbed out of the carriage then walked inside quietly. Her Aunt Mariame looked at Ian then frowned slightly, "She will surely tell her father that you struck her and her father will not be pleased with that." Ian shrugged slightly then watched Alana head inside the house, " I don't care because you will tell him that she was being difficult and it was a last effort to calm her.", he told Mariame then climbed on his horse and headed towards his own home.

Alana walked inside her bedroom then headed into her bathroom to look at her face. The redness of the slap was slowly fading into a soft but noticeable bruise. "I............can't believe he did that. I can't stay here.", she sighed softly then took her dress off, followed by the corset. She pulled on a silk night gown then climbed onto her bed and feel asleep. She would need all her energy for when she spent the night with Jonathan tonight. Of course, as Alana slept, Jonathan was at the market waiting for her as they had planned but she would not show up. She woke up later that night and climbed out of bed then peeked out her bedroom door. No one was around and the house was pitch black. Her Aunt Mariame had thought that after the slap from Ian that Alana would not even attempt to leave the house. She was wrong. Alana pulled her night gown off then pulled on a bra and a fresh pair of panties. She grabbed a simple black dress from her closet and pulled it on then quietly made her way out of the house.

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan finished the job he was on, being paid the piddling sum of money he was owed and then told to get out before he stole something. He smiled politely and pocketed a small statue on the way out. He wouldn't have stolen, but if someone assumed he was going to then he didn't want to disappoint. He took the statue to a fence, getting twice what he was paid for the job. He hung around the market, not really expecting to see Alana after what had happened earlier, but not willing to let the chance that she would show up pass. He sighed when it became obvious she wouldn't... he would kill that Ian bastard.

He headed home, his spirits dashed and reached his house, putting his hand on the door handle but pausing as he heard noise coming from within. "You like that don't you you filthy cunt?" A gruff voice rang out. "Ooooh yes, please give it to me sir... Pllleeeease I need your cock!!" Jonathan let go, practically jumping away from the doorway as he heard his mother "working". He growled angrily and turned back up the street, looking for something else to do.

He found himself in a nearby tavern, playing a game of cards, where the hours had gone he didn't know, but he was doing well for himself, the modest amount of money he had started the evening with had been nearly doubled as he played, luck seeming to be on his side. It was about time to leave though, he could tell his opponents were getting suspicious of his winnings... and he wasn't even cheating this time!

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana quietly walked out of the house and glanced back at it like it was Hell on Earth. To her it was a prison and nothing more. She sighed softly as she slowly walked into town. Would Jonathan even want to see her anymore? Ian and Mariame had complicated things beyond belief. She just hoped that they hadn't scared Jonathan away from her. Alana could not live with being married to Ian for her entire life. She would sooner kill herself before doing so. The bruise on her face was still rather prominent thanks to her pale skin and Ian's large hand. Alana headed towards his home with a heavy heart. The reality of Jonathan not wanting anything to do with Alana was almost overwhelming. The instant she reached his home, she knew he was not home. She could hear his mother inside doing what she did best.

Alana glanced around slightly then began to walk around aimlessly, perhaps she would run into Jonathan somewhere. She wrapped her arms around herself as the cold breeze washed over her, "Why is always so cold........Jonathan were are you?". Her hand rubbed the side of her face as the throbbing continued in her face. He had hit her harder than she originally thought. She, unknowningly, was heading in the direction of the tavern were Jonathan was playing cards. A street merchant walked up to her and attempted to sell her something. She looked at him and shook her head slightly, "No thank you but have you seen Jonathan Capian?". Alana pulled out a few quarters and dropped them into the mans hand as the man pointed to the tavern. She smiled, "Thank you." then she made her way into the Tavern and attempted to locate Jonathan.

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan was right. He had played one hand too many. He quickly gathered his winnings into his pouch and scooted away from the table, turning towards the door. Not quite fast enough. A large hand descended on his shoulder. "Hold up lad, I don't care who your daddy used to be or how good a fuck your mom is, I want a chance to win back my money!" Jonathan growled at the mention of his father, turning towards the man. "Look you lost fair and square, no use crying about it. We all get unlucky some days." He nearly laughed at the irony of that, as he'd been unlucky for quite a few years now. "OH IS THAT THE CASE?! YOU CHEATING BASTARD!!" Jonathan cringed as the man yelled, he had too much booze to be reasoned with and he knew what was coming next. He steeled himself.
POW! The man's punch caught him square on the cheek, it would have dropped Jonathan immediately if he hadn't been expecting it. Instead he rolled with it, still feeling like a team of horses had run him over. He staggered out the front door, colliding with someone who was just about to enter. He jumped to his feet apologizing to the person at his feet, not really seeing who it was. He launched himself forward, bringing his fist up in a titanic haymaker at the man who had hit him. He smashed into the man's jaw... and almost nothing happened. "Crap....." He said as the man laughed and picked him up and threw him back into the street. He flew over the person he had bumped into on his first exit, landing hard on the cobblestones outside. "Owwww..."

 

[ChaosDAmore]

The sound of the commotion inside the tavern had reached Alana's ears by the time she had stepped inside the tavern. One voice she recognized as being Jonathans but the other voice did not ring a bell to her. Just as she was about to call out to Jonathan, he collided with her and sent them sprawling to the ground. She blinked slightly as Jonathan jumped out and made his apologys to her then he went back to attempting fight the other man. Alana stood up and brushed herself of then took notice of her now bleeding elbow. A slap in the face and a bleeding elbow. This day was spiraling downwards fast.

Just as Alana was recooperating from being sent to the ground by Jonathan, he was sailing over her head and landing on the ground. She blinked slightly then glanced around a bit, noticing that some people had taken notice of the large bruise on the side her face. She bit her bottom lip and walked over to Jonathan then knelt down next to him. "You cause a lot of trouble and you made my elbow bleed.", she laughed softly and smiled then stood up. She extended her hand to him to help him stand up.

 

[gagonthis]

"Alana?? Why are there two of you?" He asked, standing to his feet with her help. Oh wait... he was just staggered. He heard the man inside laughing. "I'm coming for ya little man." Shit. "Ummm Alana, would you come away with me really quick?" Jonathan asked, grabbing her hand and turning to run as the big man came barreling through the door. "I want my money back you son of a whore!" He yelled as Jonathan and Alana ran into the night, easily outpacing the sluggish man. They ran for five straight minutes, Jonathan breathing heavily as they came to a rest. "Jesus... you'd think I actually cheated the guy the way he was acting. Whew... It's good to see you..." He said turning to Alana "Jesus! What happened to your face?!" He said noticing the large bruise on her face.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana laughed a bit as they ran threw the streets, dodging people left and right. "You always knew how to get yourself into trouble, eh? That man won't remember a thing in the morning." She smiled then leaned against the wall while still trying to catch her breath. She probably would have passed out if she had been wearing a corset. Thankfully, she wasnt .

She instantly turned her face to the side so Jonathan could not see the bruise. "Ian............struck me. In the carriage, after our meeting." Her green eyes turned to look at Jonathan as a few tears rolled down her cheeks. "That's why I couldn't make it to the market. I didn't want to be caught. I'm sorry for not showing up." Alana sighed a bit then wrapped her arms around Jonathan tightly. He was her comfort, her everything but no one cared.

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan's eyes flashed anger as Alana told him about Ian's actions in the carriage. "I told him I'd stick him. I meant it. If I see him again..." He said menacingly drawing his dagger. "So help me I'll leave him crippled." He growled, calming down when he saw the fear in Alana's eyes. "I'm... I'm sorry, it's the streets, they've changed me a little.. you have to be hard out here.. it's the only to survive." He sighed sadly, wishing he could still be with her in open, to not have to sneak around to see the girl he loved with all his heart.

"I waited in the market all day. I didn't expect to see you after the row earlier, but it was worth the small chance that you would still show up. I don't blame you. That blasted family of yours... and those Thorntons.... I hate them so much.." He knew part of that was envy, he still wanted to be like them.. to be so privileged. He sighed as he took her in his arms, feeling her warmth on the cold night. "God I've missed you... I hope we can have some time.." He kissed her passionately, his lips searching hers out, finding warmth in the cold air around them. Six months of frustration poured out through his lips, melting into the kiss.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed for the first time in six months. She loved him so dearly and it overwhelmed her to know how hard his life was now but she knew he would rise above it. He was strong and a loving person but he deserved better then the hand he was dealt. Her lips touched his with such a desire and electricity, it almost made her knees go weak.

She slowly pulled away from Jonathan and smiled widely, "I've missed you so much Jonathan. This past six months has been so difficult but I'm here with you all night. Lets go and find somewhere to stay." She wrapped her arms around Jonathans waist then kissed his cheek softly. "Are you hungry? Lets get something to eat." She smiled and looked into his eyes with loving adorance. Her and Jonathan would be married one day.

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan frowned slightly as she pulled away from him. He wanted the kiss to go on forever, at least he had gotten this time. Even if someone else showed up to whisk her away from him he had gotten his kiss. It had felt wonderful, it reminded him of the summers they had spent together, riding together, picnicing... back when they were innocent friends, not understanding how the world really worked, just secure in each others friendship. "All night... alright.. well I have some money now, so we can go wherever you like to eat." He led them away from the alley, looking around to make sure no one had followed them out. "I'll show you how the other half live..." He said with a slight chuckle, taking her hand and pulling her into the street, taking her in his arms again.

OOC: Inbox full again! Grrrrr...

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana laughed happily as Jonathan pulled her into the street with him, her hand instantly searched his out and held it tightly. "You need not worry about anyone coming to find me. They don't dare travel into the city at night." She smiled and looked at Jonathan, feeling a bit guilty for going to dinner with him knowing how hard he works to make the money he has.

She pushed him playfully then grinned and leapt back into his arms as they wandered down the street, trying to find a place to eat. With Jonathan she could be herself, not the proper lady she had to be around her family. He accepted her for who she was and she loved him even more for that. "Jonathan, let me pay for dinner please. As a treat for not coming to the market. It's only fair." She smiled and kissed his cheek gently.

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan shrugged slightly as she offered to pay for dinner. "Normally my chivilarious nature would require me to keep arguing this with you, but since you're the one with all the money I'll just keep my mouth shut." He smiled chuckling and pulled her close, kissing her again. "It feels so good to be with you again. Come on, I know a good little hole in the wall place, it has the best mutton I've ever had the pleasure of having." He led them down a small street ducking into a nondescript restaurant. "Jonathan!" The cook shouted out, waving to him. "Have a seat. I'll be with you in a moment!" Jonathan smiled and took Alana's hand, pulling her seat out for her. "Don't be offput by the atmosphere, this place is great." He sat down, ordering for the two of them. "So I wanted to ask.... have you and Ian been married yet.. or promised?" He asked nervously.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana smiled and laughed as Jonathan told her to liven up to the place but truth be told, Alana loved little places like this. She loved seeing people work had for what they have. They deserved it more than the wealthy. She wasn't like her parents or most of her friends. Alana could be poor but still be just as happy as long as she had one main factor. Jonathan. That's all she needed in life. "Jonathan, you know places like this don't bother me. But you what does bother me? You being so far out of reach of my lips.". She grinned and with that, leaned across the table and placed her lips against his. Her kiss was soft and slow, like a lover showing her love for him without words.

She smiled and pulled away from him a little then leaned in for another kiss. Her body just could not get enough of his and it was rather apparent by the way she was constantly touching him. Alana took her seat again and smiled at him then reached across the table to hold his hand. "I love you and I'm never going to leave you."

 

[gagonthis]

He chuckled at her pronouncement. "I know places like this don't bother you, but I also know you're used to much better accomodations for your dining. Still we can find ways to be fancy here just the same!" He said with a chuckle, taking the napkin and folding it into a very ugly looking napkin swan. "Alright so maybe I'm not entirely skilled at stuff like that, but whatever." He smiled as she pulled him across the table, again letting his lips meet hers. He yearned for more of her, for the things they had been ready to do before being rudely interrupted six months ago. She was still free, not married, she could still be Jonathan's... he just had to figure out a way.
"Unfortunately that choice might not be ours to make." He said sadly in response to her claim that all she needed was him. He sighed sadly as he looked in his Alana's eyes. "If I only had more money... then your father would respect me again and see that I deserve to be the man for you." He took her hand, smiling reassuringly at her. "I'll find a way to have you for mine... with or without your family's consent..."

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana smiled at Jonathan as he made mention that the outcome of her life is not hers to make. "Jonathan, my fate is in the hands of no one but myself. My father nor my mother can make me do anything. I am my own person and I make decisions for myself." She smiled and picked up his napkin swan then set it next to her plate. "This is plenty fancy and besides, the food at more upscale places is less then tasteful. I'm sure this place will blow my mind."

She stood up slighty then glanced around a bit, "I need to use the washroom. Order food for me please. You know what I like." Alana smiled then kissed Jonathans cheek before walking off the to the bathroom. A few moments later, Alana was back in her seat and looking at Jonathan with such love and adoration. "I want to stay with you tonight. Uninterrupted this time. I want to be yours forever.", she whispered and smiled at him

 

[gagonthis]

Jonathan smiled as she spoke. "I didn't mean to imply that your fate wasn't yours to choose, I just worry about what the reaction will be from your family. They will stop at nothing to see you wed to that horrible Thornton boy.. and he has already harmed you once today... he's dangerous Alana, and I just worry for your safety is all." He leaned over and kissed her again. "You won't be disappointed with the food, I guarantee you that."

He smiled as she stood heading to the back. The cook came out giving him a look that spoke volumes. "You're going to get yourself in trouble messing with her again.." The man said and Jonathan chuckled. "She's worth the trouble." He said with a smile, "And you know that's right!" He said laughing. "Bring us a couple of orders of mutton." He said as the cook rolled his eyes at him.

 

[ChaosDAmore]

Alana smiled and looked over at Jonathan then glanced to cook as he returned with their mutton. She flashed the cook a pleasant smile as she took in the aroma of the mutton. It truly did smell delicious. "Thank you. It looks and smells wonderful. I can't wait to try it.", Alana said softly while speaking to the cook. She knew the reputation her kind had in the town. The townspeople thought them to be rude and uncaring, selfish in other words. She was not like that though and could feel the tension in the air from her presense in the small diner.

She sighed softly as the cook went on to have a conversation with Jonathan. Their perfect night would be coming to an end rather she liked it or not. She would have to return home and go about pretending that she was fine. Alana hated the lies that surrounded her life. She hated even more how her life was not her own anymore. Her life was in her parents hands, unfortunately. Perhaps a long conversation with her father would change that but perhaps not.