Chapter 1: She Left
That was the most wonderful thing he had ever done.
To dance with her.
To dance with Maria Augusta Rainer.
To dance with the woman he loved.
Yes. He loved her.
He had never felt that in years. Ever since Agathe's death, he shut everyone out, even his children.
But now, he felt everything will be alright. Because he loved her. And he will do everything to get her.
Elsa noticed Georg's happiness. Moreover, his happiness about her.
Ever since they arrived from Vienna, and ever since their "talk" by the lake, he had grown seemingly attracted to her.
No. He's in love with Maria.
She knew it's over now. God knows how wonderful they fit for each other- you can see it in how they danced. They would really make a wonderful couple.
She couldn't help but feel jealous. From the puppet show in where Georg and her gazed at each other, then to him singing a song about loving your homeland to her, making it sound and look like he's singing a love song to her.
And then this. They danced a dance for courtship, for God's sake!
But she knows she couldn't be greedy now. If she even tried to hurt Maria she would be toast with him.
So she decided to take matters in her own hands. She would go tell Maria he loved her. Then she would leave for Vienna tomorrow morning.
She would make a great sacrifice. She isn't as cruel as her attitude brings her. Her plan was just perfect.
Elsa's plan backfired.
The way she talked to her, she sounded more cruel than kind.
She just ruined everything.
Georg wondered what took Maria so long. Max was, as well.
He excused himself from the dinner table and decided to check for himself.
He walked to the grand foyer, and saw a woman in a hat and a very ugly gray dress with a carpet bag and guitar case in hand make her way out the the door.
He quickly ran to the door and opened it.
"Maria!" he called.
Maria stopped walking and turned around with tears on her face.
She realized it was him, and ran to the gates.
"No, no, no!" he said as he ran to her. Maria quickly opened the gates and ran out of the von Trapp villa.
Georg tried to catch up with her but it was too late. She caught up with the ten o' clock bus and was now on her way to who-knows-where.
Georg stood in the middle of the road, dumbfounded.
"She left," he muttered.
"She left me," he continued, as he turned around and made his way back to the villa.
"But I...love her."
A/N: Hallo! I'm sorry you haven't heard from me for a while. You see, I've been very busy rehearsing with my choir for our upcoming international competition. Plus, we don't always have Internet at home, so I couldn't publish stories. I've been making these stories in my phone during free time, and now, I can finally publish it! Hurrah! XD Anyway, I hope you like the first chapter. Next two chapters coming up! (This is just a short chaptered story. I figured that it would be too long for a one-shot)