'Ditched'💘 pt 8 of the Three Belles series

Transcript

And where am I exactly? I have to get off this road. I can hear a car.

That's a bit fast on that corner. You've got to be fucking kidding me. Quit ditching me.

Ireland. Well, what now? Ow! That got twisted my ankle.

I don't know what's going on or why, but there better be a bloody good reason for this. Is that another car? Shit.

Hey! Oh, God. I'm sorry.

I'm stuck. I hurt my ankle and I'm lost. Oh, God.

Oh, I don't feel too good. Um, can you take me to this address, please? I think I'd.

.. I feel faint. Oh, my head.

I think it's a bit hotter than I thought. Um, where are we? I mean, where am I? Oh, you've bandaged my ankle.

Thank you. I'm, um, Caperbell or Caper or Bell. Some call me Blue.

Bluebell. Wrong story. Nickname.

Newer. Huh? Hang on.

Why do I know that name? That was the name on the wallet. Wait.

Wait. What's going on? That's you? I'm sorry.

Please don't take this the wrong way or think I'm being rude if I ask you to prove it. A letter or something? I know I hit my head, but if you don't mind, prove it.

Oh, it is yours. Small world. So you're a vet? Hmm? Oh, thank you.

Yeah, thank you. That sounds good right about now. Thanks.

What was I doing with your wallet? I had an accident. I was on a bike.

The brakes didn't work. I missed a tree, but I didn't see the ditch behind it and went arse over the handlebars. Climbed down, nearly got hit by a car, ending up in the ditch a second time.

Your wallet was in the ditch too. Caught my eye and I wanted to return it. Everything happens for a reason when the time is right and all that.

Huh? That's your bike too? How am I going to explain this? Okay, now I'm confused.

I am lost. I was lost. The bike was abandoned and I hoped I'd find the road faster.

Yeah, a little too fast. So how come you abandoned your bike? Give up on the brakes? Oh my gosh, you rescued a little Bambi.

Two? Oh, me? That's a new one, but yeah, thank you.

Um, actually, my ankle feels pretty good. Thank you. Oh, I know.

I think I fainted. I panicked, I think. The thought of being stuck in the middle of a forest ditch, buried in leaves.

I've seen too many films and it never ends well. Actually, no, I'm just visiting. All by myself.

A little break. Gotta love irony, huh? Oh, I'm staying on the other side, I think.

It'll come back to me. I guess I bumped my head a little harder than I thought. I should probably get going soon.

I mean, job done. You have your wallet back and all is as it should be, right? Oh gosh, is that the time? It's like it's golden hour.

Hmm? Oh, it's my favourite time of the day. Twice a day.

When the sun is just coming up or going down and everything has that warm peachy glow to it. It's kind of magical. To me, anyway.

You too? I can't say I'm surprised. The window view you have from here really lets you see it all.

Is that a castle? Those ruins to the right. Oh gosh, how romantic.

I'm so close to you too. The perfect match to go with that beautiful storytelling accent of yours. How did I know what? You're a writer too? I didn't know.

Just listening to you when you talk. Your voice. Your words.

You have a wonderful way with them. And the tone in your voice. I'm sorry, I'm talking too much.

I never know when to shut up. Yeah, I guess you could say that I wear my heart on my sleeve. Not always a good thing.

I mean, sometimes I come out with stuff that's just honest. Like, I just don't see the point of being evasive. Why not just get straight to the point? Straight to the good stuff.

When it's there to see. It's so much easier for everyone to be on the same page, but not everyone likes that, you know? I come across as being a bit inappropriate when I really don't mean to be.

I am aware of that. You wouldn't say no to that? Which bit? Heart on sleeve or being inappropriate? Both? Okay then.

Noted. Would you like to appropriately or inappropriately take me down to those castle ruins? I'm really feeling a pull to it.

Especially while it's golden hour. The chances of me having both at the same time are practically impossible. Yet here we are, so near and yet so far.

You would? Thank you so much. Honestly, you've helped me so much already.

You've given me such a magical moment that will be treasured forever. I can promise you that. And every time you look at that castle, you'll know that someone, somewhere, is thinking of that moment.

And you being in it with them. Just a few moments even. I really will treasure it always.

My ankle feels much better. Now I'm done. Painkillers have really helped.

I've done the job, I think. I can move it perfectly fine, thank you. Oh, you want to carry me? Okay, if you insist.

Which will be easier? Carry or piggyback? Either sounds fun to me.

A piggyback? Okay then. Ready? Let's go, my trusty steed.

Thank you so much for doing this. I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life. The colour of the sky, that peachy glow on everything.

The grass, the stones, your cheek. So pretty. Do you have a phone? I'll take a pic of you.

Of you. Yes, your cheek. I want you to see and remember what I can see and how pretty it is.

Whoops, dropped it. Not really, it's okay. There you go.

See? A random, can't even properly tell what it is, photo memory. Perfect.

Gosh, it really is beautiful. Have you ever written about this place? Really? How can you live right next to this and not have a million special moments to choose from? Oh, well, not living here that long would probably explain it.

But still, come on. This is incredibly magical. I mean, just riding your back towards it, I've seen stone by stone building it up into what it once was.

Or what it could have been with a different design. Ten times over already. Yet the ruins are still the most beautiful of all of them.

Because they are here and now. With you and your beautiful storytelling voice. Onward, my prince.

I want to sit right in the middle of the stories that are left standing. Through those beautiful arches, as the ceiling made of sky, on this magical isle. Oh my goodness.

Just look at this. That glow on each stone, on the grass, the trees. On you, on me.

So beautiful. And out comes your phone and you start texting. Talk about signing the times.

What do you mean, shush? Wait? For what? Okay, okay.

I'll wait. Gosh, I needed this. It's been such a crazy whirlwind of events for me lately.

I didn't realise how much I needed this. It's reminding me of something. This draw to it.

Just a feeling. I can't find the words for it. It's almost like I've been here before.

Another time, another life. Weird, eh? A little overwhelming, to be honest.

Like staring something inside of me. Longing. Like feeling close to being home but not quite there somehow.

I don't know, maybe I'm just tired. No, it's definitely something else. Fuck.

Why is everything always such a jigsaw puzzle, waiting for pieces to fall into place? Are you finished? You want me to read it? Like that? Okay.

She appeared like a whirlwind on the day that had crumbled, like a sleeping princess carried her as she mumbled. He saw something special but didn't know what, but this princess was also incredibly hot. He knew in his heart that something was guiding, stirring, awakening, what he'd been hiding.

Inside, locked and lying in wait. The feeling he'd soon be dancing with fate. The castle left ruined, the time and the place.

Only now was he able to again see her face. A mystical creature of that he was certain. A glimpse he'd been given, an ethereal curtain.

Now here beside him, he knows she won't stay. Though his heart is now yearning, he knows it's okay. This moment in time, so precious, so real.

She's bringing him back, she's making him feel. As he brushes away a strap from her shoulder. Her breathing's changing, he just wants to hold her.

To take his princess in a moment's time. As he had before. Once upon a time.

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