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"Thank goodness, that means they'll just keep you in here until your blood stabilizes." Placing a slender hand on her chest, she left out a long awaited sigh of relief. The soft brush of fingers across her cheek caused her eyes to snap open, locking with his own jade hues in surprise. Estelle prayed he couldn't see her delicate pink blush that descended onto her cheeks in embarrassment. A man had never been so daring to touch her, most would fear the repercussions from her high status father. So when this one made the utmost daring move to touch her in a way that could be misconstrued as something intimate was a fairly large shock to her. He didn't realize who she was, and she liked it that way. Randall wasn't treating her as a china doll, as any other person would. And she liked that.
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She tilted her head back slightly in soft laughter, her finely curled hair tumbling down her back. "You're doing amazing."
"Really? I haven’t destroyed your feet with my shoes have I?"
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A smile graced her soft features as she nodded slowly to show she accepted his thanks. "I couldn't leave you there, I wouldn't be able to sleep at night knowing I let someone die when I could have helped somehow." How very ironic of you, Estelle. Her caramel eyes scanned over the bodyguards blocking the door with slight annoyance, a slightly audible sigh passing through barely parted lips. "Are you feeling alright, though? No internal damage or puncturing of organs?" Fragile body leaning forward slightly, her wide brown eyes seemed to scan over every centimeter of his body to reassure herself he actually was okay and he wasn't going to fall apart any minute. A few of her perfectly curled strands of hair escaped their hold behind her ear and sagged in front of her face slightly.
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"I'm quite good at that too, sound happy when I'm not." Shrugging, the heiress tucked a fine curl behind her ear and leaned against the door frame. "Come to my fathers party tonight, I'll be there of course. It'll be fun." A small but still caring smile spread across her cheeks. "Maybe then I can get your name." Estelle teased gently before waving as she left the room swiftly after her name had been called.
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"I heard you playing, you're quite good." The girl giggled softly, a dazzling smile set onto her small cheeks. "I'm Estelle, daughter of the man currently convincing your father to go to one of our fabulous and grant galas." Now obviously she was speaking sarcastically, because the dances they threw almost every weekend were nothing but trouble for her party. Entertaining, greeting, hosting even, it was always her job to take for the night.
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Slender digits wound through each other neatly as she stood in between her mother and father. Being the true business man he was, her father was attempting to get this man before her to come to his party. Receiving secretly scrutinizing looks from her mother, the heiress tried to keep up the cheerful facade she had up as her father bragged over how his 'amazing and brilliant' daughter would be performing at the glorious party he was having.
Estelle was bored her interest being pulled to the melody being strummed from upstairs as her gaze flickered from the man reeking of alcohol before her to the stairs to her left. That same curiosity sent her climbing those very stairs and poking into the room it had escaped from. "Hello?" The brunette mumbled gently, praying it wasn't some creep like the last time she snooped.
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two months, two months he was free from his abusive father but now he’s back and he had been forced to live with him, they had no proof that his father raped and abused him, Augustus hates the police now, because hes back to the same routine every day, getting raped beaten then his dad left and he had free time, he wanted help desperately, he wanted out of this hell hole and nobody heard his screams or cries for help, he felt alone, nobody wanted him, only his dad, but that was just for his own entertainment, nobody just wanted him for him and that hurt a lot, he just wanted someone to care for him, hold him tell him everything will be okay. Augustus slowly played his guitar, his only way to calm himself down after his dad does what he does then leaves, he hummed with the tune lightly nodding his head. When he heard someone come in he hurried up and hid his guitar under his bed and went under the covers and pretended he was asleep, he hoped it wasn’t his dad or worse, one of his dad’s friends.
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"Wow, really? Do you have Lady And The Tramp, I love that movie." Glancing back at the dark haired girl, the petite female squatted down in front of the movies with her body hopping slightly in excitement. Sneaking out and meeting a stranger who didn't know who she was all in one night sent excitement bursting through that small body of hers.
"Okay, that’d be nice." Releasing a tiny giggle, the heiress followed her inside.
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"Really? I haven't destroyed your feet with my shoes have I?"
"You dance better than I expected, babe."
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"Okay, that'd be nice." Releasing a tiny giggle, the heiress followed her inside.
"You are too."
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"You are too."
"You think I’m cute?"
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"I love her music, she’s amazing."
"I totally agree.. So why are you out here so late if you don’t mind me asking?"
"I snuck out."
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She had endured a scream off at home, her parents had left as soon as they arrived for a business trip in America. But in current terms, she was sitting in the hospital waiting room with three bodyguards inconspicuously around her. Annoyed was a toned down version of how she felt at the moment, because in actuality she was furious. The nurses denied her access to see the man she saved not even nine hours earlier, claiming since they weren't related then she couldn't go in. "I'm Estelle Russel, daughter of multimillion dollar company owner Earl Russel." The heiress spoke softly as to not allow anyone to hear her identity and cause a disruption. Smiling in victory as the nurse led her back, the bodyguards were at her side immediately which made her smile fade. Her caramel brown eyes peeked into the room as she edged in quietly. "Hello?" Estelle mumbled quietly, sitting down beside his bed.
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"So you quote the Biebs now?" The brunette teased gently, biting her lip softly.
"Oh gosh, um now?" You’re blushing Estelle.
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He thought that she was an angel? That brought a small smile to her face as she shook her head. She chose to ignore the statement of how he was already dying, she would alow him to speak of such dreadful things. "I'm hardly an angel, I can't just leave some who might be dying in an alley though." Estelle spoke, looking over as the paramedics arrived and rushed out of the car. "I can't go with you but I'll come tomorrow morning to visit okay?" The brunette whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead before setting him down and dashing off to the car that was waiting for her around the corner. She was probably quite the sight, dawning a blood stained dress and hands. Her parents would throw a fit over how irresponsible she was and would more than likely have to leave straight after.
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