Sebastien Charles P.O.V
"Why me? Why ruin my life?" she shouted, glaring at me with a lot of hate and scary horrific pain.
She scared me. She looked like she hated me, and that she could never love me. No matter what she did. She did not love me. She stares at me, her teeth snapping at me, her shiny glossy long brown hair flying in the wind, her beautiful warm eyes not warm anymore, but twinkled with hate. I had never seen her like this. I had never seen her this upset. I took a step back in fear.
"You make me remember" I confesses, tears brimming in my eyes, I look very sad and scared, She looked so much like Emma. The same warm brown eyes, the same shiny glossy long brown hair. The same personality, the same anger, and love. She made me remember all the good times I had with Emma. She filled my heart.
"Tell me" she ask slowly, looking at me with her beautiful warm brown eyes curiously.
I could see she wanted to know. She was very curios just like my love Emma had been, curious and beautiful. She had a presence that attracted me, just like Emma's had been and still probably was. I really missed Emma, but with Kayleigh here, she made me smile with joy, and washed away all the pain and scars, and filled me with a beautiful presence. Like I was happy, like I was flying, and nothing could hurt me. I wanted to feel like that always.I never wanted to tell anyone, and still don't of what I had been through. I knew they would just be sad for me, feel pity for me, or won't care. I did not want anyone else to cry for me. All these years, I had never told a soul, even though the longing to, grows bigger with each year. I recall the powerful events, and begin my tale.I finish my extremely sad and pathetic life story. I had to tell someone my life story. Every day I felt the powerful urge to to replay my life story to someone, confess the horrific tale of my past and childhood. My throat thickens tightly. I try to calm down myself, to not cry. I take a deep breath calming myself, all the pressure on my shoulders lifted, relief fills me. I sweat like a dog, sweat trickles down my face. I wipe it with the back of my hand. Now I knew someone who really knew my true sad life story. A tale that would be passed down between generations, it would not be forgotten now. Tear trickles down my face slowly and gently that splashes gently down my face and to the cold hard wooden floor. I keep both of my hands together, trying not to fidget with them, or to wipe my tears. That would make it even more like I was crying, and had a sad pathetic horrific childhood that would haunt me forever, leaving all it's scars and pains in my life, forever. I suddenly feel very sad and alone, and cold. I just wanted someone to hug me, to comfort me, to wipe all the scars of my life, to stop all the pain in my life. A cold thrilling presence fills me. I wanted someone to love me. I had lived my whole life alone and being miserable, never smiling. I had no one, no one to love me. No one to care for me, to lend me a shoulder to cry on, no one to love me, and make me smile. I glance at Kayleigh up and down. She blushes when she notices me watching her, a warm pink color fills her cheek, making her look even more beautiful then ever. She looks at me her eyes with intense pain and sorrow and then begins to say something and then stops, afraid. Tears stream down her perfect angelic face, gently splashing on the cold hard wooden floor. Someone really felt my pain, they were really touched with my story and felt really sad for me. But I did not need anyone pity. I had to say sorry to Kayleigh. I had because of being myself, kidnapped her from her true love and soul mate, and kidnapped her to me. A sentence she told me before runs through my vein."Did you think just because you kidnapped me that I would love you. I will never love you, for as long as you live. Until my heart stops beating that will be when you can ever touch me. I will never love you, for as long as you live. Even if you touch me, I will only think of my one and truly love and soul mate Niall. He is the only one I can love and always will. You make me sick, Sebastien Charles. Because of you being cold blooded, and horrible you kidnap me, because your whole life has been a sad tale, well guess what Mr. Sebastien Charles. You make me sick. You make all the fury and fire burn in me, and want to destroy you. You should be given with a lot of pain and suffering. I hate you". I should just of let her go. I was using her for my own goods, because I was a pathetic and sad loser, who loved no one. Suddenly I remember a girl who I kidnapped me, but I let her go two weeks later.
I watch her with intense love, her name as beautiful as the deep blue sea, a girl who I would give a thousand pearls to, and then adore her gold jewellery. Her mane of glossy shiny russet brown hair, around her face and reaches to her slender waist. Her powerful brown eyes stare at me with intense hate, and regret, scaring me.
"Why me? Why? What did I do to you?" She asks.
Her name was Erin, a beautiful name indeed. I had met her in a park, she was swinging slowly and gently, her warm brown eyes twinkling with joy, her mane of russet brown hair flying in the wind, the tree's dances and she smiled. That was when I had decided immediately she would be my new beloved Emma. She would replace her in my heart, and fill all the holes and scars in my life.
"What do you mean my beloved Erin, I will give you the whole world, I would carve a gold statue in your name, but just stay with me. Stay with me my beloved and never leave. Don't go. I don't want you to leave me. I do not want to be sad no longer. I want you to love me. I want you to fill my world with a beautiful colorful rain, and shine a shining bright ray of sunshine in my dull life.
"You make me sick you stupid Sebastien Charles. Do you really think that because of you being a pathetic orphan I would care, and love you. I will never love you Sebastien Charles. I hate you with so much anger, I want to destroy you, and watch you cry. You deserve what happened in your past and more. I hate you, you took my beloved Stuart from me. I loved him, and was going to marry him, but because of you. My wedding stopped. I hate you, and always will. You deserve to die" Erin shouts, angrily, her voice echoing around the room.
I shake the memory away. It's horrifying presence fills me. Did I really deserve what happened. Did I really deserve to die? My heart races rapidly like running a marathon.
"That was the end of my story, I am so sorry, I truly am for kidnapping you, for taking you away from your soul mate Niall. From your family. I am so sorry, so sorry Kayleigh. I knew I should not have done it, it was wrong and horrid. Just because I had no one. I felt jealous of Niall he had family, friends, but most of all you. I just wanted someone else to fill the space in my heart, fill the hole my heart, to love me, but now I know you never can." I began, tears trickling down my face.
She gestured for me to come closer. I walked towards her slowly, then crouched beside her, and look at her warm brown twinkling eyes that brimmed with tears, and tucks a stand of her brown hair lovingly. Then I unties the rope.She get my wrists out of the ropes, and looks at it. She frowns at me, trying not to cry. I looked at my wrists, and frowned with sorrow then kissed them. Suddenly the red lines vanished. Did I really do that to her. I was a monster, a horrific terrifying monster, and I hurt her. She had every right to hurt me
"I know sorry is not enough for kidnapping you for a month, but still I am so sorry. I know you hate me but, I really am, and I know that you could never love me, or never care. I mean who would love a sad ugly horrid orphan like me" I continued.
"Sorry" I whispered, tears trickling down my face, I looks at her with my coal black eyes, and then know what she see's. A young child being broken and hurt, being abandoned as a child. Being all alone, and without any love. A child no one had cared for. A child who had wished to die, and release from all this pain and misery, just be free and happy. Tears trickle down my face. I try to stop crying, but can't.
She wiped my tears, and brushed a strand of my coal black hair, and then kissed me. I felt something. I felt like a ray of sunshine had engulfed me, ridding my world of darkness. I wrap my arms around her waist. I felt like I was flying, happiness forever. Like I was going through a beautiful colorful rainbow. I hold her tight in a embrace, and I deepened the kiss, losing myself to her. She made me feel, loved, she made me feel cared. She healed all the scars and pain in my life, making me smile with joy.
"I will let you go" I tell her.
I had to let her go. She had to be happy, and I knew that she was perfectly happy with that Niall. He made her smile, and that was all that made me smile.
"Even though I am an orphan, and all sad and alone. I need you to be free and happy. I need you to be with your soul mate, and be happy" I tell her.
Kayleigh soon to be Horan or maybe not P.O.V
"I will let you go" he tell me.
What I did not want to go? I wanted to stay right here, with my beautiful beloved Sebastien. I loved him, more then anything. He was the one that filled my missing piece. When I was with him, I felt like I was flying, with so much happiness. I felt like I was going through a beautiful colorful rain. Like I was engulfed with a shining bright ray of sunshine. Like I was making someone happy. I was filling, a empty hole for someone. I was shining bright in to someone life.
"Even though I am an orphan, and all sad and alone. I need you to be free and happy. I need you to be with your soul mate, and be happy" He tell me, trying not to cry, he looked at my arms with so much love.
He was an orphan too, just like me. I remember the pain of being an orphan. Of being all alone, and having no one to go. No one to love me, no one to care for me. I remember one day my parents were there, the next they were gone.
I hold my parent's finger. One hand in my father's hand, the other in my mother's. They smile at me kindly. I knew they loved me. I was their diamond, and they loved me very much. They told me that every day. The wind whistles menacingly, and the tree's dance like they are in a trance or a spell. My father tucks a strand of my mother's long glossy brown hair, her warm brown eyes melt and twinkle when they look at my mum.
"I love you my sweet beautiful Kayleigh, and I love your gorgeous mother too" my father exclaims, grinning happily.
"And I love you two my beautiful baby girl Kayleigh, and your handsome father too" my mother repeats, smiling.
"Mom, I am not a baby, but I am beautiful" I exclaim, my warm brown eyes twinkling.
My parents laugh, and ruffle my russet glossy long brown hair that reaches my waist.
"You are both of our special and unique princess, and we always will love you very much. You mean the world to both of us, and make us smile. You are the connection that brings us together, and we love you very much" my mother exclaims, kissing my forehead.
"It is true my sweet Kay Bear, even if we are not here, you must know we still love you, and watch you every day, and our blessings are always with you. Whatever you do, we are always with you" my father tells me, kissing my cheek.
The horrible next day that changed my life forever:
I remember sitting in my English class. I had the most lovely teacher. Her name was Miss. Ivory and she was really nice, and a loving teacher. She had beautiful long glossy blonde hair, and beautiful bright blue sapphire eyes. She smiles at me kindly. I was the teacher's pet, and she loved me like I was her child. I loved her next after my parents.
Suddenly a teacher walks in. I look and see Mr. King, our head teacher.
"Who do you want sir?" Miss Ivory asks kindly, in her musical voice.
"Miss Kayleigh West" the head teacher asks.
Every one looks at me. I stand up embarrassed and walk towards the head teacher. My heart pounds rapidly like running a marathon, and sweat trickles down my face. Mr. King takes me outside the class to his room, and then forces a smile for me.
"I am so sorry Kayleigh, but your parents are dead, they died in a car accident you have to live with your uncle now" Mr. King says kindly.
"Noooooo!, I want my mommy and daddy" I wail like a baby, tears trickling down my face, and splashing gently on the floor. I shake my head up and down angrily.
Suddenly I spot my uncle, he was my dad's brother, and his name was Charlie. His brown hair sticking to his head, he smiles kindly at me with his warm brown eyes, tears splashing down his cheek. I run to him, and cry in his shoulder.
"Unky, tell me they are lying" I ask, my voice filled with hope, maybe the head teacher was lying, and I was just in a middle of a prank
My parents could not be dead. I remember seeing them this morning, they kissed my forehead, and wished me luck in school. They can't be gone.
"I am so sorry baby, but they are not" my uncle replies, shattering my hope.
I remember crying out, and telling my best friend. Her name was Anna Louise Carter, she had lovely blonde hair like Miss. Ivory, and sparkling blue eyes.
"My parents are dead!" I cry.
"What!" Anna Louise Carter, my best friend exclaims.
By the end of the day, the truth had gone down the school. People either laughed at me, felt pitied for me, or just teased me. The person I thought would be there for me, and lend me a shoulder to cry on.
"Hahha. Your parents are dead. You are just a ugly horrid orphan" Anna Louise Carter begins.
"Stop it, I thought you were my friend" I shout.
"Friend, haha. Who would be friend with you?" she laughs. Her gang of rich girls laugh with her.
"You were my friend though" I mutter.
"Never, you are a sick ugly brat, your parents probably killed them self, so they would not need to see your sick horrifying face" Anna Louis Carter shouts.
I swing my hand at her, and slap her right in the cheek, grimacing angrily, the anger and hate burned in me. How dare she say that? My parents did not die because of me. They loved me. That was the day I realized the true face of my so called friend."
I wipe the tear that trickled down my face. I remember watching children holding their parent's hand, enjoying their childhood with their parents. My uncle was nice. But he could not replace my parent no matter what he did. My cousin tried her best, and became my best friend and sister. But no matter what. She could not fill the hold in my heart.
I look at Sebastien with tears. He was an orphan just like me. He understood my pain, he knew the pain, and felt it clearly. He was the other piece of me, and I love him so much. He makes my heart beat, he makes me smile. I think I am in love with Sebastien Charles.
"I am an orphan too" I exclaim.
"You are" he exclaims back.
I explain him my parent's dead, then look at him. He holds my hand.
"I am so sorry" he whispers.
"Me too, I won't let you go. I won't leave you" I tell him, my voice loud and clear.
I can't leave him. He was just like me. An orphan. A child whose parents had been dragged from him. I hug him tight, tears streaming down my face, and land on his shoulder.
"I love you Sebastien Charles, and always want to be with you. You are the only one who understands, and I can't leave you, ever. I love you very much" I confess, rubbing his back.
"Forever" Sebastien Charles asked, joining hands with me.
"Forever" I chorused, telling the truth to the world, loud and clear, our voice echoing around the room, telling the whole world the truth, for everyone to hear loud and clear.