The-Dark-Cross

Tied by Fate 8 A Coward's Way Out "I think that I have fallen in love with you, Arthur" After he said, that he left. Those words echoed in my head over and over, I haven't been able to get a good sleep since, and before I knew it; it was the last day before the wedding. Everyone was scrambling to get things finished up, getting the house decorated, adding all the final touches on the dresses and tuxedoes. Francis finished the food planning and they're almost done with the baking. Someone else is dealing with the icing and decorations for the cake. Ms. Bonnefoy's dress is perfectly fine and thankfully the maid that spilled the coffee wasn'

Tied by Fate 7 No use crying over spilled coffee A few days passed by since the fire incident, my ankle started getting better. Despite my injury, it didn't stop Francis from bothering me, as usual. Everyone was working hard preparing for the sudden wedding celebration; Ms. Bonnefoy let Francis take charge of the food preparations. I can't do anything to help, although I wish I could; everyone looks like they are having so much fun. I may as well do something other then say in bed all day, despite what everyone was telling me to do. I slid off my bed grabbing the crutch that was beside it, I slowly made my way to the balcony; a warm summe

Tied by fate chapter 6 Everyone stood in front of the inferno in shock, I quickly ran to Mrs. Rose who stood in front of her restaurant shocked. She spent her whole life in that restaurant and now it was all gone. I was concerned about Rick as well, where is he? "Mrs. Rose, where's Rick?" She tried her best to hold back her tears to answer my question. "He's inside, my family's recipe book was on the kitchen counter. I tried to stop him but he insisted, it has been too long already since he left…" She spoke. Without even thinking I ran toward the blaze hoping to find him, I heard Francis calling to me, but I didn't have time to turn ar

I'm sorry, not much happening this chapter, i was gonna have them kiss a few times, but love doesn't happen that fast and i want this story to be realistic... or at least close to it XD this chapter is cute so i hope you enjoy it, i want them to fall in love but i cant do that yetttt! =3= ah, and for those who are reading my other story, sorry i haven't updated, i love this story so much more XD I'll see if i can get something up there too. OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo O Tied by fate: chapter 5 - Suits, hats and dresses I laid asleep in my bed, having

 Tied by fate: Chapter 4 - Getting Along I was in my room holding the beautiful handkerchief that Arthur made. I admired every stitch that was threaded into the cloth, the fabric felt so nice against my face. He's the type that used harsh words to hide his feelings I suppose, the way he blushed when I complimented his needle work was just too cute, and I couldn't help but laugh. It's almost like he's a completely different person when he talks about his mother though, he looks so calm. He loved his mother very much; it must have been difficult for him when she passed away…. As I got lost in my thoughts, my mama walked in. "Oh, Francis

Tied by fate: Chapter 3 - When a man cries There was only a few weeks left until I start school again, and I never thought there would be a day when I would actually want to go to school instead of stay at home. Don't get me wrong, living here is great! It's peaceful, quiet, and the food always tastes delicious. It's just that I have to get along with some Frenchman, and I have to do it for my father's sake as well as Ms. Bonnefoy's. I have to admit that it's very difficult, I don't even know how to start a conversation with him, I can't keep holding it off like this, I need to talk with him and at least get along with him a little bit. Even

 Tied By Fate: Chapter 1 - FRUK My name is Arthur Kirkland, I am currently fourteen years old and I'm currently attending a high school in London. My father owns a large company so we get a great deal of income into our household, life was brilliant but all that changed quickly. My mother had a very frail and weak body, so she would become sick a lot. My father would always be on her side and wait for her to get better, but one day she became in credibly sick and passed away. About a year later the company filed for bankruptcy and was forced to close down, my father had nothing left. We moved into an apartment so that we could save money on