Life's Melody

Elizabeth Satterfield has lived a life of misery thanks to her ever cruel and scheming step-sisters. But one chance meeting with Lord Robert Winston leaves Elizabeth hopeful of a life away from the shadows. A life filled with magic and love; nothing less than a fairytale.

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25. Chapter Twenty Four

I worked my backside off, trying to write a couple more chapters of my book. If I wasn’t distracted by an episode of Criminal Minds that I’d already seen about a million times, I had to get up out of the chair and go downstairs, to see who is at the door, or to make sure Dad hasn’t burnt down the kitchen.

I did, however, get close to finishing my book, and heard back from the agent about Rosie’s. They liked what they’d read, and wanted to read the rest of it. She was thrilled to bits when I told her, and couldn’t wait to email the rest of her manuscript.

“Do you think they’ll change their minds when they read it all?” she asked me, once she’d had time to let it sink in.

“What? Don’t be silly.” I told putting an arm around. “You write better than some adult authors do, and you’re only ten years old.” She smiled, but I could tell that she still wasn’t convinced. I decided to take her mind off it, and suggested that we go for a bike ride around town.

I packed some sandwiches, crisps, and a couple of bottles of fizzy pop and we headed off on our mini adventure around the black hole of the North East.

We stopped at a park just before the town centre, and had something to eat – and a competition to see who could go higher on the swings. It was nice to just forget about everything. To be free for the first time since before I turned sixteen, I could only hope that Rosie would be able to be a kid instead of having to worry about so much before she’s even a teenager.

 

I got Rosie back home at eight. To say she was knackered would have been an understatement, because I had to keep talking to her so that she wouldn’t fall asleep while riding her bike. I helped her Dad put the bike in the shed, before saying goodnight to Rosie and going home myself.

“Hey.” Dad said as I walked through the door. He was trying to prevent me from seeing something that was written down on a torn bit of paper, but I pretended that I hadn’t seen anything. “So how was your day?”

“It was fine.” I told him. “What about yours?”

“Same.” That was when I knew he was definitely hiding something. But I knew better than to press him for information; Dad’s the kind of person who would spill the beans at the slightest hint of pressure. I just walked in and sat down. Well, I put a DVD on first.

*

“Morning.” I greeted Dad as I walked passed him on the landing the next day. I headed downstairs to grab something to eat, and had to tell my stomach shut up as I went.

Just as I took the cereal out of the cupboard and reached up to grab a bowl, there was a knock on the door. Opening it, I found my Grandmother. “Morning, Beth.”

“Morning.” I said, my mind was still trying to wake itself up, and I couldn’t engage in any kind of intelligent conversation. Nevertheless, I did invite her in and offer her a coffee.

Once the coffees were made, Dad appeared in the Kitchen at the same time that my mobile let me know that I had a text. I looked at it and found Caleb’s name on the screen.

Meet me at the Band Stand in the park, 9am.

I looked at the time on my phone, it was already half past seven, and I still needed to jump into the shower and get dressed. “I have to go and get ready.” I told Gran and Dad. I picked up my coffee, and head back upstairs. I wondered what’s so important, that Caleb wanted to meet me at the park so early in the morning.

When I was ready, I grabbed my phone and bag, popped my head around the door to let Dad and Gran know that I was going out, and left the house.

 

I got to the Band Stand at quarter to nine. I sit down and watch as the park starts to come alive, while I wait for Caleb.

At quarter past, there was still no sign of Caleb, so I took out my phone and called him. “Hello.”

“Hey, Caleb.” I began. “I’m waiting for you at the Band Stand; I don’t suppose you’re close to arriving?”

“Oh. Well, you see the thing is,” he dragged the sentence out, which is when I started to suspect that maybe he was plotting something. “I’m not actually the one you’re meeting there.” I heard a cough behind me, and spun round to see who it was – though I had a pretty good idea of who it could be.

I hung up on Caleb when I found myself face to face with Robert. “I’ll swing for Caleb.” I muttered under my breath, though apparently not loud enough because Robert let out a sort of snorting sound, like he was trying his best not to laugh. “So, who asked you to come here?”

“Emily.” Robert responded. “Actually, it was more like a drill sergeant giving me an order.” A smile appeared on his lips, and for a moment, I had to fight to stay on my feet.

“Yeah, that sounds about right.” I said.

For about five minutes, there was this, silence between the two of us. Neither of us knew what to say. Then, when I couldn’t take the silence any longer, I decided to start some form of conversation. “So, I saw on the news that Isabella’s started going out on her own.”

“Yeah, she was a bit...”

“High maintenance?” I cut in.

He chuckled. “Yeah, I suppose.” His face grew more serious, and he moved closer to me, and grabbed my hands. “I love you, Beth.”

“Don’t.” I pulled away from him and let the Band Stand. Robert followed.

“I know you were hurt finding out about me and Isabella like that, but that’s all over.”

“I don’t care about that.” I turned to look him in the eye. “How can I be sure that you’ve not got anymore dark secrets?” I could feel my eyes filling with tears.

He stood in front of me, his mouthed opened, but no words escaped. Eventually though, he did speak. “I’ll tell you everything. No secrets.” I thought it over for a second. I thought about the things that I hadn’t told him, some of them I definitely wasn’t sure I wanted Robert to know.

“Maybe not everything.” I said. Just I the words had left my mouth; I spotted a band walking onto the Band Stand out f the corner of my eye. “They didn’t.” I breathed. Robert turned to see what I looking at. The Band had begun playing something, and it took me a while to realize that it was my favourite song; A Thousand Years. It was definitely Emily’s idea.

“Can I have this dance?” Robert asked me, holding out his hand.

I took it.

While we danced, it was like there was no one else in the park; even when we’d realized that we had an audience. When the music stopped playing, the crowd dispersed, and went in separate directions.

Suddenly, Robert took a step backwards away from me. I threw him a questioning look. “I’m not asking you to pick up where we left off.” He told me. “I’m asking you to let us start again, with a clean slate.”

I considered it. “Ok.” I said. “A clean slate.”

A hand grabbed my shoulder causing me to jump. When I turned around, I met with Emily’s gaze. A minute later, Caleb and Rosie walked out from behind a tree. Rosie had the biggest grin plastered on her face. “You roped Rosie into your scheme as well?” I asked. My gaze darted from Caleb to Emily who both shook their heads.

“It was all my idea.” Rosie spoke up.

“It’s true.” Caleb said. “Rosie came up with the entire plan.” I stood staring at Rosie for a moment, my mouth hanging open in an ‘O’ shape.

“So?” Emily asked looking me and Robert. “Are you back together?”

I turned and looked up at Robert. “I think we are.” I said, fixing my gaze with his. 

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