Getting to know Charles is something I actually didn't think I would say, when I first met him. But I guess it changed when I realized I needed some help and he does seem genuine right? This reminded me of the time when I was five and I had just met Rene.
Most of my Seamstress had been replaced each year so when I met her, I thought she would be the same honestly. I didn't think she would stay this long with me or help raise me even.
She had on this pretty Emerald Jumper that matched her eyes and she was 17 at the time and I was five. I looked up to her and saw she was plump woman with a big smile. She squatted down to me, and waved while putting down her stuff and holding her arms open.
None of my other Seamstress had did this before so I was curious on why she did. I looked to my mother and she didn't say anything, so I hugged my Mother close kind of afraid. This is the time when I didn't know what was going on in the Mansion so I was semi-close with my mother. Well, with the time I got with her.
Rene seeing me do this, nervously stood up and laughed awkwardly, "Oh I'm sorry Little one, I'm so use to doing that with my little brother whose around your age. I didn't know you didn't do that here, sorry honey bunches. I.I didn't mean to frighten you." Those words made my eyes glow and at that moment she sounded motherly, her voice was honeyed, and even then she still smiled at me.
That was when I reluctantly let go of my mother's leg and went over to Rene with my curly hair bouncing as I walk. I put out my little hand, and closed my eyes hoping she would shake it..Which she did, followed by a slight hug, "Where I'm from we give big hugs and make fresh honey biscuits. So don't be afraid of me I promise I won't bite, and oh I heard your favorite color is purple? So why don't I make you something with light lavender?"
Her country voice was comforting and I nodded to her comment, feeling confident about this Seamstress of mine. It made me realize I took advantage of the time I had with her, I didn't cherished her like I should have and now. Now she's gone.
I snapped out of my gaze and realized my eyes were dripped with tears, my makeup falling off my face, it wasn't water proof.
Charles look at me with wide brows and he rushed over and asked, "Oh my are you okay Victoria? You just suddenly started crying? Is it about what you told me? You don't have to tell me what's wrong but whatever it is, I'll try my best to help. Remember I'm your teenager friend here to help if you're in need I promise I'll be here indeed." He put his fist out to me and I cocked my head in curiosity, "You want me to give you a knuckle bump?"
"I-only if you want? It's like a team gesture thing my parents use to do, I do it with my friends sometimes and I- I thought you might have needed it as a little laugh? Maybe something to make you feel better. It sounded better in my head actually I-."
I shook my head laughing, "No no, it's fine um it is kind of funny actually, when you add it to this moment." I return his knuckle bump and he smiled, "Haha I knew it would work! N.now be right back Coquelicot, I'm going to see if I can find a makeup artist. A waterproof one too, so you can cry if you want too okay? Don't go anywhere!"
He open the doors slightly and lightly dash inside. I smiled to myself feeling a little empty inside. He reminds me of her sometimes.