Chapter 1 : The new beginning
Hasely's pov:
I woke up with a banging head ache. Who am I? Was the first thought that crossed my mind. Why am I here? Was the second thought. Two, three, seven, eight, so many thoughts flew around my head.
Finally I was able to calm down I look around my self only to find letters scattered around me. I search through them longing to find answers. None were in a language I recognize. Except one the only one that stood out from the others. It read : Dear Hasley I'm so sorry for what I have done to you. But I did what I had to so you wont have to suffer anymore. You probably don't remember anything but don't be scared. I have left you with some shillings and a ticket.
Go to the train station it's right across from the alley that you are in. You would look like a mess so I suggest you fix your self up before you go there because they may not accept you. The world is cruel my dear don't let them fool you be a good girl now.
Also when you arrive in Brewster valley go find a man called Troy he will help you further I hope you have no troubles trying to get there. Don't try to find me it won't help you in any way so don't waste your time in doing so, you won't be able to anyways. Love ~ mystery~ .
I was confused but I didn't have much else. I had to trust this person in the letter. It seems that he/she is the one who removed my memories but why? I must figure this out. Or maybe I shouldn't I mean in the letter he/she told me that they removed my memories so that I can enjoy my life. But what in Pete's name did I do that would destroy my life
to the point I would have to forget everything to live a comfortably.
There's no use trying to figure things out I should just take this as a gift after all the person who helped me probably new my past life and decided this was a good decision (probably the only one) Well I better get going the faster the better, and I'm eager to figure out my life and make new friends. I get up and look down on my self.
I have nice smooth skin and a very nice figure from what I can see my fingers are long and delicate. My hair is very long and black and is braided it's past my bum. I have no shoes on my bare feet dirty. I'm in my undergarments.
There dirty to. My gosh I say to my self. I'm in an awful state better get my self fixed up. I mean the person could have given my clothes how the heck am I supposed to go to the train station? I look around and find a white dirty cloth. I wrap it around my legs and fix my corset.
I try to straighten the top of my hair and try to make my self presentable. I pick up all the letters and the money and ticket. And begin my way to the boutique hoping to find help with my appearance. I spot a tiny boutique with the name Lances dresses written on top and the sign help needed.
I make my way over and peer through the window. I can see a little old lady is sweeping inside. I walk in. "Hello" I say.
My first time speaking out loud, my voice is kind of cracked seeing as I haven't spoken for a while but it's still nice and feminine my throat is sore though. The lady turns to face in my direction and drops her broom.
"My Higgins" she says. What a pretty lady! She looks up and down at me. "What are you doing here lady and what a state you are in" she says. "I'm sorry to bother you miss But I'm in need of great help". "You see what I'm wearing isn't really appropriate and I am looking For some shoes to wear". "If you could help me out that would be much appreciated".
"Also if you have a tub I could use to bathe in I would be more than grateful." "Of course in exchange for work." "But only for today as you see I need to catch a train."
With me rambling on the lady barely got to wrap her head around things before I was on my knees begging. She was my only hope so I couldn't take chances. I mean there are other boutiques but my chances with the old lady are higher than younger people.
"You see miss I lost all my memories in a fire and was dumped in that alley". I point in the direction of the alley. I know I lied to the old lady about the fire but I couldn't say I lost my memory and I don't know how, it was more convenient to say a fire.
"I only remember my name and my mother I know she's in Brewster valley and that's why I have to get there maybe then I can finally figure out what's going on with my life!" I begged the old lady and began fake crying to lock in the story! The old lady was shocked with me and my story taking pity for me and looking as if that story had broken her heart. "My dear please stand up oh how sad who could do that to such a beautiful and kind lady as you!" You must come now I will clean you up and do your hair and give you some spare clothes in a suitcase". "I have some spare shillings in the box on the counter take it no need to work for me it's fine you must be exhausted what's your name dear?"
At this moment I started to feel bad for the old lady but the letter said not to trust any one so I'm putting up my boundaries. " Miss thank you but I must help you in exchange for your kindness my name is Julian."(I know in the letter it said dear Hasley but I decided to change my name for safety reasons.) "Oh my dear you are too kind and Julian what a nice name fit for such a beautiful girl like you!"
"Come now let's go upstairs and get you fixed so you can help out." We went upstairs and I got all dolled up after the relaxing bath she did my hair and pinched my cheeks for some natural brush. Then she changed my dress and gave me some shoes. "I'm going down stairs my lovely to go get your suitcase ready and I have packed you some lunch to go with it the box of shillings will be in your suitcase too." "Thank you so much for all your help miss"
"No problem I will call you when tea is ready it's almost time."
"Miss do you need help with tea?"
"No it's fine dear!" and with that the old lady left.
I got up and walked to the mirror. I gasped. I looked beautiful. My hair in a nice long ponytail my dress beautiful and flowy it's not the prettiest dress but to be honest anything would look pretty on me.
I had lovely long eyelashes and my eyes were a glowing blue. Kind of made me not look human. I had a beautiful shape and beautiful jade skin.
With my looks I could be able to fool people to make my life easier. I flashed my self a smile. I put my hand on my hip and started striking poses.
Eventually the old lady called me downstairs for some tea. I walked down stairs with a new confidence within me!