Always and Forever, My Frosted Flower, Chapter 1

Always and Forever, My Frosted Flower, Chapter 1

A Story by *Rebecks*Basil*
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Both have suffered the pain of hating parents and lost something they both loved and now are forced to be together. At first they don't get along but in time they become closer. read to find out more.

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Always and Forever,
My Frozen Flower

All credits from the peoples help. I have received will be at the end of the book. Just a heads up in case the hate comments or other stuff appear. Don't believe me, whatever nothing bad gonna happen to me just enjoy the story. I made changes to some of the characters. Those who know what i mean will understand. Thank you very much and ENJOY! JackxReader
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Chapter 1:

*Jack P.O.V*
I woke up and I was lying in my bed, I try to sit up but my stomach ached when I moved and there was a bump on the back of my head. Then i heard a knock on my door. THUN, THUN, THUN, "Come in." i said. The door knob twisted and the door squeaked while it opened slowly,

"Jackson your finally awake," my mother sighed "Go down to the kitchen and eat your supper quickly your father needs to speak to you."

"Nice to see you again too," I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes "I'm just gonna stay in bed, I'm still in pain from the fight, I'll talk to-" my mother interrupted me. "Now!" she yelled " not another word!" she slammed the door and went toward her bedroom.

I struggled to get out of bed and when I did, I placed my hand on my stomach to support me and changed into my night pants. I basically hated my life from the minute I was born. Boys in Kenchuwa had to work and work, no time for fun and games. The girls were allow to do whatever they want but also had to learn how to cook, clean and so on till they betrothed. Children were marries with other children or older men...Whenever there's a newly wed I see that involves an adult man and little girl, I try to forget it because I hear screams of abuse and when months passed, little girls appear with big round stomachs. It pains me to see this now and for the rest of my life. Even Marissa...I punched the wall, her husband could be doing terrible things as I speak and I can't do nothing because of the stupid law in Kenchuwa that man can do whatever they want with their wives. Why, WHY do we live in a cruel world where there's no equality, children have no say and are abused over stuff their not capable of doing. But I, JACKSON OVERLAND, will be different when I'm betrothed I will not be like them! I wiped my tears with a little cloth. 

"YOU HEAR ME KENCHUWA!" I yelled "I'm not like your evil people I won't let my wife or offsprings suffer because of some little piece of paper told me so!".

"You finished your meal?" a familiar voice spoke behind me. "Yes," I replied "Come I've needs to speak you about."

WHICK! WHICK

My father whipped my bare chest, arms, back and feet. When he stopped he broke a leg off the chair and hit me with it yelling "WHY DID YOU FIGHT WITH THE BUTCHER, he's the second most powerful man in the town!" his voiced calmed down. "Now he commanded me to leave the village with you and your mother or banish you." 

My eyes widened in shock, I didn't want to be even more further away from Marissa yet to be banished but on the other hand I be free and do whatever I wanted. 

"Is this a bad time, if it is we can visit another time Overland?" I turned to see and it was the blacksmith with his wife.

"No it's not, I was disciplining the boy over today's ruckus." My father stood up putting the whip away "Jackson go clean yourself and off to bed!" I obeyed.

*Jack's Father P.O.V*

"I don't know what to do with him, I want to throw him out and forget he was my son!" I placed my hands on my head and sighed.

"Overland how about I help you out?" said the blacksmith "How?" i replied " How old is your son, is he uhhh.....13 or 14 perhaps?" he asked "He turned 15 last full moon, why do you ask?" I questioned him.

"Well we have a beautiful girl sleeping home this time as we speak." the blacksmith wife spoke.

"She's small, great cook, cleans well and great with children but we find no interest in her a girl like her should not be happy and who can destroy that then a husband, if you agree Jackson will betrothed to her and both our families will be at ease of pain from these useless children!" the blacksmith laughed.

"Your right, he will crush her joy and sorrow will condemn them both, while our families rain in glory and peace but...how old is she?" I asked. "She's 8 years old, she's turning 9 in a few quarter moons but age doesn't matter," the wife said "The sooner the better their out of our hands, so do we have a deal Overland?" the blacksmith took out his hand.

"Deal." I snickered and shook his hand and we all laughed in victory for what was coming to our children, more disruptions from ignorant, hopeful brats. Then we arranged the wedding in 2 quarter moons. HAH SO LONG JACKSON!

"We will see you sooner or later Overland." the blacksmith snickered.

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SO YEA that's chapter 1. That's what got my friends motivated for me to keep continuing the story. So i hope you are enjoy reading it and i'm gonna continue writing more just a note* that i wrote this story in my notebook first and only did 9 chapters so far. So yea if your wondering how all chapters are being posted up all at once. SO yea TACOS RULE AND YEAAA BUDDDY!

  



© 2013 *Rebecks*Basil*


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