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Universally acknowledged?...No such luck.
The run had been great, Lizzy managed to run three loops around the park in record time. Running was a great way to start the day, even if the day was starting at two in the afternoon after an argument with her mother. Actually, the quarrel with mom part was just a daily occurrence, a very obnoxious daily occurrence. Scratch that, quarrels with every member of her family except for Jane and her dad were a daily occurrence. Lizzy loved them all, and she was sure that very deep inside, in the confines of their hearts, they loved her too; they just couldn't make it work.
When Lizzy arrived home, a very cross Faye Bennet opened the door.
"What, you forgot your keys again? You know you missed lunch, right?" Her mother said as Lizzy knocked on the door.
"Yes, mom, I am sorry. Is there anything left for me to grab a quick dinner?"
"Yes, with your father in the study, he was determined not to eat a single bite of food until you returned home. He thinks you shouldn't eat alone. I think you should, if you are going away from the family at lunch time" Faye answered irritably. She never understood what the deal with Tom Bennet was; he was always favoring Lizzy, even after that supposed accident. He supported her when she said she did not want to go out and date anymore. Faye knew that Lizzy was to blame for the accident. It was all her fault; she had done it on purpose to piss her off. Faye Bennet could still remember the loads of cash she had been forced to waste on her daughter, she resented her for it. Lydia had had to wear the same dress again and again because after wasting so much money on medicine and therapy for Lizzy they could not afford to waste any on Lydia. That was unforgivable, poor dear Lydia; she had to suffer the stupidity of her sister.
Darcy sighted. He was just too goddam tired to go anywhere, Charlie had been living in the neighborhood for about two weeks now, and had gone over to London to pick him up with Caroline and Louisa, Charlie's two insufferable sisters. Truly, Caroline was a pain in the ass, always trying to hit on him, wearing provocative clothes whenever he was near, and pressing their bodies together continuously, and Louisa was just too damn ridiculous, with her puffy little husband. In reality, John Hurst was not a bad man; he was just as interesting as a brick wall. In fact, ogling at a brick wall for ten hours would be way more interesting than a conversation with John.
Will run a hand though his messy tangle of black hair as he unpacked, he did not want to go to any party; he gave a shit if Charlie's new crush was going to be there. Charlie was falling in love all the time, and probably by next week, whichever gold-digger Charlie was going out with now would be past and forgot. He had been no more than two weeks living here, and he had already gotten them all invited to a party that night. A party Charlie should have noticed Will was obviously too tired to attend to.
"Come on D-man! If you don't start getting ready we are going to be late, and I want to be there when my angel arrives. I definitely have to meet her, don't you think?" Charlie started prattling as he entered Will's room after a faint knock.
"Charlie, I hate to burst your bubble, but you don't even know 'your angel'. God, you don't even know her name, you just saw her on the grocery store one day and were far too stunned to even talk to her."Will teased him; it was a normal occurrence with Charlie for this to pass.
"That, my dear friend, is why I want to meet her. Won't it be fantastic if she is there? I have her image printed in my mind's eye; blond, blue eyes, sweet smile, she even glowed Will, she was an angel" Charlie laughed, still, Will could catch a dreamy smile on his best friend's face as his laughter faded.
"Seriously though, do I have to come?"
"Yes! You MUST, what will the people think if you don't?" Charlie seemed scandalized.
"I don't care what the people think, besides it had been raining, and my leg hurts. I wouldn't be able to stand the whole night; I would just be a bother wasting place"
"Not at all, and I never want to hear you complain about you leg anymore, you sound like my grandpa. You know" Charlie began conversationally "We are all indebted to whoever fired at you for bringing you back home, it could always have been worse. By the way, do you know who it was? I could go over and thank him" Charlie messed with him. Will knew he sounded like a seventy year old complaining that his bones hurt with all the humidity, but now that he was going through it, he could actually understand what Charlie's Grandpa- who was always complaining- was going through.
"No, I have no idea who fired, and I don't want to know, I think I wouldn't be too glad that my friends went over and thanked a guy for landing me in hospital"
"Just because that is what took to bring you back home to us" Charlie said as he left his friend some time to try to mend his humor. Charlie was positive there was something the matter with Will, he just couldn't pinpoint what it was, and neither could Ritz, so they had developed a plan of action. Ritz would stay behind in London and try to gauge from Georgie what was the matter with Will- If anyone knew it was her- while Charlie brought Will with him to America and tried either to get him over the war, or convince him to see a therapist. They were sure that Darcy would never have told them directly what the matter with him was.
Will sighted. Charlie was his best friend, but he could sense that Charlie was trying to get the truth of the accident from him. Will knew who it was that had fired at him. It had been a soldier from his own company, a soldier he had been particularly close to, the same man that had convinced him to join the army.
Giving up on staying at home for the night, Will took some clothes and went to have a shower. Looking on the bright side, he would be finally able to meet 'the angel'.
"SPEED UP ELIZABETH; WE OBIOUSLY DO NOT WANT TO BE LATE FOR THE PARTY!" Lizzy wondered what the deal was; most of the days, all which could be heard in that house was Faye Bennet yelling at her to get ready.
Lizzy obliged, and in two minutes she was already downstairs with Jane, who had come from work short after Lizzy finished having lunch with her dad.
"You look stunning, sweetheart" Her father complimented as she flashed him a smile. She was wearing a night blue dress that reached over to her mid tights and hugged her curves together with strapped black high heels.
Reality check= her father was just complimenting her because she was the only one to come down and not get her outfit commented on by her mother. Although it had been more of a pity compliment she definitely looked stunning, though she paled in comparison to her elder sister Jane.
Jane had her long blond, slightly wavy hair down, and was wearing a tight black dress that complimented her figure with hot pink high heels; she also had her baby blue eyes eye lined, which gave an angelic tone to her smiling face.
As Lizzy scanned the room, she noticed that the only ones dressed to go to the Lucas's apart from her were Jane and Mary.
"Are the rest of you not coming?" She asked with an arched eyebrow.
"No, your mother is dropping you off, and I am staying with Kitty and Lydia, who are grounded" His father responded softly to her ear.
"Oh" was all she had to say. Kitty and Lydia must have screwed it up big time, for them to be grounded and her mother allowing it.
"You know, William Lucas has told me that our new rich neighbor has been invited to the party, along with his two sisters, his sister's husband and another rich friend of his. Maybe Jane and Lydia could claim them if Lydia was allowed to come" Mrs. Bennet hinted heavily when she heard her husband whispering in Lizzy's ear.
"Darling, I don't think either of the young men would like to be claimed by any of your wonderful daughters, besides, if any of my girls should marry a rich, deserving man, I would hope it to be Lizzy."Mr. Bennet replied with a gleam in his eyes.
"Lizzy! Nonsense, Jane is far more beautiful and Lydia far more vivacious" Faye claimed as her eyes shot daggers at her daughter. "Besides, it is a truth universally acknowledged that a rich bachelor is always in need for a wife. Why couldn't any of my beautiful girls catch them?"
Lydia squealed in delight at the prospect of bagging a rich hot guy. Jane simply blushed and looked at the floor, obviously embarrassed while Lizzy did a major facepalm.
"There is nothing as a truth universally acknowledged, since every truth has a bit of lie in it. For it to be a complete truth it would need to describe the exact feeling of everyone and what was happening at the time, if not it would be a half truth, and a half truth is a half lie." Mary reasoned, only gaining annoyed stares from her mother, Lydia and Kitty. Who as far as they could understand thought Mary had just claimed that Faye was a liar, and that Lydia would not be able to get a rich handsome husband.
Lizzy exchanged looks with her dad, as he offered her his arm to take her outside. She gladly accepted, and strolled into the garden, pretending to be Kings of the world. Once they stepped into the garden they gave each other another amused glance before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. Truth universally acknowledged? No such luck, sorry Faye.
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