Chapter 7: A New Found l’amour Interest
Everything was hazy, like drifting through a fog. She looked down to find her feet buried ankle-deep in marky water. "What?-" charlotte asked the air around her, as if an answer would appear to her in that instance. A clicking sound echoed around her, she could actually feel the vibrations from the noise pass through her. She sucked in as much air as her lungs would hold, then came the gunshot. The reflection was so massive she fell over backward, completely winded. The water slashed up into her face, smelling plus like cologne than anything else. He sound of a bullet shell hitting the ground gave her chills, her skin prickling up at the clinking noise of it. A gun was cocked, charlotte now being sucked into the water below. She struggled in a futile attempt to free herself. A boy about her age stepped out of the fog, a pistol in his unstable hand. His face was covered par his light hair. She recognized the boy, it was the guy from the coffee boutique that Edward was so mad about. "Bye." He pulled the trigger, shooting her in her chest. She let out a caterwaul that tore though the silence.
"Charlotte?!" Edward grabbed her shoulders as her eyes flipped wide open. It was then she realized that she had been sleeping, and the scream she let out was real. "Are toi alright?" or eyes stared back into her émeraude ones, glassy from the récent slumber. Her hands rubbed her eyes as she mumbled: "Yea....yea." Her eyes moved lazily around, finding that they had already boarded the train to Xing. Edward sat suivant to her with Alphonse sitting directly across. "Are toi sure?" Al asked, his voice laced with worry. "Yes. Just a nightmare." she rubbed her arms that shook ferociously, drawing Edward's attention. "Cold?" Her eyes were dead. "Huh?" she looked down at her arms. "Oh, no. I'm fine, just a little shaken up that's all." He simply nodded and turned to the window, watching the hills roll by.
They sat awkwardly together, Edward never turning away from his train window, while Alphonse and charlotte sat in the silence.
Eventually the train heaved to a halt, the few passengers scrambling for their luggage, while the threesome stayed put. "This is crazy, is it always like this?" Ed stood up, baggage in hand. "Yeah, but wait. It's gets worse." Charlotte got off first, followed par Al then Ed. "Edward! Your back!" A teenager ran full force at Edward, embracing him passionately. He wore his dark hair in a low poney tail, a yellow manteau with flames on the cuffs adorned his torso. "Ling! Get off!" Ed dropped his suitcase and struggled with both arms trying to pry him off. "I'm so happy you're here!" Cried Ling, despite Edward's attempts to wriggle free. "There was nobody to pay for my meals! Oh! I-" He turned to charlotte and smiled, dropping Edward instantly. "Who is this?" Ling grasped her hand and knelt down. "What is such a lovely lady doing with the likes of Edward Elric?" He gently kissed her hand and wriggled his brow. ".....haha...hahaha...." She blushed lightly and put her free hand on her cheek. "Is your name as pretty as your face?" "I'm Charlotte..." Ling stood up, taking both her hands in his. "Ah, so it is." He cupped her chin, smiling intensely. Edward stepped in, with a scowl on his face. "What are we here for now Ling?" He said, slightly annoyed. Ling continued to grasp her hand as he spoke. "Oh, thats right. There's a mass murder.....or something along those lines." Ling turned back to the blushing blonde, smoothing her hair. "Uh...uuuuh" She babbled incoherently. "Alphonse!" A small girl who looked like she was maybe eleven, ran up and leapt on Alphonse, clinging to his apron. "Hi May, how have toi been?" He patted her hair like she was his child. "I've been so lonely Alphonse!" May's eyes floated around to the new blonde girl that Ling was glued to. "Why does that skanky girl look different?" Charlotte craned her neck around her adoring fan to find a small girl shooting her a dirty stare. "Excuse me?" May's eyes widened. "That's not her, who is this?" Alphonse spoke up for the confused teen. "This is Charlotte. She's new." May cocked a brow and wandered around Charlotte, examining her piece par piece. "You're alright Charlotte." Edward briskly strode over to charlotte and took her hand, never stopping. "Let's just get to our hotel room."
The seconde that Edward whipped the door to their room open, charlotte had sprung onto the lit and cuddled up with a pillow. "Ugh, man. I'm exhausted. No plus train rides." Ling jumped into the bed, laying beside her. "Well......what to do now?" Her irises were dissolved into the whites of her eyes as she sprang out of the bed. "LING! Why are toi still here?!" Edward bellowed. Ling sat up and crossed his legs. "I figured I could help you....you know with your situation." Edward pointed to the door with his auto-mail arm. "Out!" Ling leapt off the lit and took charlotte in his arms. "Farewell for now my beautiful Charlotte. I'm sure I will see toi soon." He leaned in to Kiss Charlotte, she turned her head away, not really enjoying the embrace. The blood in Edward's face began to boil and he grabbed Ling's collar. "Let's go lover-boy!" He drug Ling through the hotel while he dug his heels into the flooring. "Bye my love!" He flailed his arms in her direction as Edward slammed the door and locked the deadbolt.
Everything was hazy, like drifting through a fog. She looked down to find her feet buried ankle-deep in marky water. "What?-" charlotte asked the air around her, as if an answer would appear to her in that instance. A clicking sound echoed around her, she could actually feel the vibrations from the noise pass through her. She sucked in as much air as her lungs would hold, then came the gunshot. The reflection was so massive she fell over backward, completely winded. The water slashed up into her face, smelling plus like cologne than anything else. He sound of a bullet shell hitting the ground gave her chills, her skin prickling up at the clinking noise of it. A gun was cocked, charlotte now being sucked into the water below. She struggled in a futile attempt to free herself. A boy about her age stepped out of the fog, a pistol in his unstable hand. His face was covered par his light hair. She recognized the boy, it was the guy from the coffee boutique that Edward was so mad about. "Bye." He pulled the trigger, shooting her in her chest. She let out a caterwaul that tore though the silence.
"Charlotte?!" Edward grabbed her shoulders as her eyes flipped wide open. It was then she realized that she had been sleeping, and the scream she let out was real. "Are toi alright?" or eyes stared back into her émeraude ones, glassy from the récent slumber. Her hands rubbed her eyes as she mumbled: "Yea....yea." Her eyes moved lazily around, finding that they had already boarded the train to Xing. Edward sat suivant to her with Alphonse sitting directly across. "Are toi sure?" Al asked, his voice laced with worry. "Yes. Just a nightmare." she rubbed her arms that shook ferociously, drawing Edward's attention. "Cold?" Her eyes were dead. "Huh?" she looked down at her arms. "Oh, no. I'm fine, just a little shaken up that's all." He simply nodded and turned to the window, watching the hills roll by.
They sat awkwardly together, Edward never turning away from his train window, while Alphonse and charlotte sat in the silence.
Eventually the train heaved to a halt, the few passengers scrambling for their luggage, while the threesome stayed put. "This is crazy, is it always like this?" Ed stood up, baggage in hand. "Yeah, but wait. It's gets worse." Charlotte got off first, followed par Al then Ed. "Edward! Your back!" A teenager ran full force at Edward, embracing him passionately. He wore his dark hair in a low poney tail, a yellow manteau with flames on the cuffs adorned his torso. "Ling! Get off!" Ed dropped his suitcase and struggled with both arms trying to pry him off. "I'm so happy you're here!" Cried Ling, despite Edward's attempts to wriggle free. "There was nobody to pay for my meals! Oh! I-" He turned to charlotte and smiled, dropping Edward instantly. "Who is this?" Ling grasped her hand and knelt down. "What is such a lovely lady doing with the likes of Edward Elric?" He gently kissed her hand and wriggled his brow. ".....haha...hahaha...." She blushed lightly and put her free hand on her cheek. "Is your name as pretty as your face?" "I'm Charlotte..." Ling stood up, taking both her hands in his. "Ah, so it is." He cupped her chin, smiling intensely. Edward stepped in, with a scowl on his face. "What are we here for now Ling?" He said, slightly annoyed. Ling continued to grasp her hand as he spoke. "Oh, thats right. There's a mass murder.....or something along those lines." Ling turned back to the blushing blonde, smoothing her hair. "Uh...uuuuh" She babbled incoherently. "Alphonse!" A small girl who looked like she was maybe eleven, ran up and leapt on Alphonse, clinging to his apron. "Hi May, how have toi been?" He patted her hair like she was his child. "I've been so lonely Alphonse!" May's eyes floated around to the new blonde girl that Ling was glued to. "Why does that skanky girl look different?" Charlotte craned her neck around her adoring fan to find a small girl shooting her a dirty stare. "Excuse me?" May's eyes widened. "That's not her, who is this?" Alphonse spoke up for the confused teen. "This is Charlotte. She's new." May cocked a brow and wandered around Charlotte, examining her piece par piece. "You're alright Charlotte." Edward briskly strode over to charlotte and took her hand, never stopping. "Let's just get to our hotel room."
The seconde that Edward whipped the door to their room open, charlotte had sprung onto the lit and cuddled up with a pillow. "Ugh, man. I'm exhausted. No plus train rides." Ling jumped into the bed, laying beside her. "Well......what to do now?" Her irises were dissolved into the whites of her eyes as she sprang out of the bed. "LING! Why are toi still here?!" Edward bellowed. Ling sat up and crossed his legs. "I figured I could help you....you know with your situation." Edward pointed to the door with his auto-mail arm. "Out!" Ling leapt off the lit and took charlotte in his arms. "Farewell for now my beautiful Charlotte. I'm sure I will see toi soon." He leaned in to Kiss Charlotte, she turned her head away, not really enjoying the embrace. The blood in Edward's face began to boil and he grabbed Ling's collar. "Let's go lover-boy!" He drug Ling through the hotel while he dug his heels into the flooring. "Bye my love!" He flailed his arms in her direction as Edward slammed the door and locked the deadbolt.
