Unknown Abyss

Two- Wesley

Wesley pov: Year 1913, Glasgow, UK

Another day here in Earth, I thought as I thumbed through my copy of War and Peace in my family's second home in Glasgow, just had to get out of London for a bit. My family, the Buxton's are quite up there in social status and have acquired several homes around Europe and the Americas. I, a rather old (22), and of nobility, have no problem receiving offers of fair lady's hands in matrimony. With my dark wavy hair, piercing blue-green eyes with hints of grey, tall height and charming personality, no women can resist me. But it is not what I want. Hell, what do I want? I mean, have I had a playboy phase, yes, even earned myself a horrid reputation in Paris. However, with my parents pressuring me, and aging evermore so each year, I just have to wed. I want to feel something for her, I want her to have more to her than complacency and children to offer. Maybe it is too much to ask...

Thereafter my constant pondering, Butler Oliver enters to annouce, "Sir Wesley Buxton, may I present your dear mate Sir Ezra Davis."

I reply, "Thanks Olli, that will be all."

He exits the room leaving me to my closest pal since birth, Ezra. Ezra and I have been through everything, the death of my darling older brother Edward, the birth of my little sister Victoria, and brothers Charles and Henry. In ways we are all we have, and only understand each other the way brothers can. My family compensates for his lack of siblings, and we make up what loneliness we face in out stressful lives. Looking at him now he has not changed but one bit, having light brown hair, forest green eyes, fair skin, tall in height and the purest of hearts.

I remember the day we met like yesterday; with me sitting outside of the boarding school thinking about how to run from the place and never come back, and him sitting outside tearful.

I looked over and asked, "what's wrong? You should not cry, so my parents say at least, never liked them much anyways. I am Wesley, but please call me Wes!" 

For a moment, his years had stopped and he was looking right at me dumbfounded. Thinking I had done something wrong, I started to look for Ed.

After a long tense moment he replied through sniffles, "Hi, I am Ezra. I have just lost my only chance at siblings, my parents won't speak to each other, and shout of how they are ruined. Want to be friends?" 

Then he smiled at me, and now I was completely at a loss for words. His smile showed his pain, vulnerability, and his heart on his sleeve.

So on a whim i said, " Sure, but it we are chatting about the sad stuff, you should know that I have an annoying older brother and one younger sister we can share. Two parents who are cold as ice, I mean they could win an award....and I am stuck in this prison with you, who is not so bad. "

Ezra laughed a genuine laugh, and chuckled a little and the rest was history. My parent have never approved of my friendships or my actions, especially since Ed's death. So I had learned there love and approval would never be there, so I just did what I wanted. I became mates with the staff, people of all races, stature, genders, etc along with Ezra.

Breaking me from me train out thoughts Ez said, " Cheers mate! Longtime no see! "

I reply, "if you count yesterday and the days before that as long then yes!"

We both laugh good naturedly. 

"Its your birthday what we up to?" He asks.

" umm. .. k********g the sibling from boarding school and avoiding the parents... Duh! " I stars without hesitation.

•••••••••••••

Sometime passes and we have the siblings sneaking around all of our favorite spots before we have to go to a mandatory ball. Unfortunately for me, that time comes all to quickly and before I know it Ezra and I are heading to get some liquid courage refreshments.I

After having a drink and then willing on the next, I notice Ezra's eyes on a lady. I follow his gaze and see a light brown woman with physician eyes and flown curly hair. Her name is Lady Esme Andrea Louise Fairfax, a child had out of wedlock with a slave. As the only legitimate heir, she has been brought into our world, where most are cruel to her. Luckily she has found a few true friends in and out of our social circles, personally I had only heard of her and the scandal. Seeing her here tonight at my parent's party, the stories of her do not do her beauty and grace justice!

Before I can say a world of anything to Ezra, I find him moving closer to her and start to strike up a chat. Wow, say to ditch me on my birthday Ez. The time has come for me to say my speech and get out of dodge.

After saying a few words to the audience, I made me leave trying to avoid people as much as possible, knowing that Ez knows where I am if he needs me. I escaped to my one place of solice, mine and Eds spot.

Looking around, this place has hardly changed, the meadow still vast, the spring still flowing making calming water noises and the only pads float atop of the surface. I take a seat next to the water, on the same tree I always do, and ruin my pristine suite.

"When will I stop missing you Ed? It's been two years. " I whisper.

Suddenly I hear, "'I love the with a love that shall not die, till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.'"

Although I cannot see too much in the darkness, I can make out a woman with caramel skin, thick black hair in some kind of up do, rosy link lips and a simple appearance. She is the most beautiful person I have seen... I just have to know her.

She continues as I stare at her, "Shakespeare..."

I interrupt, "I know" man I am so stupid stupid stupid. And so rude, why would I say it like that.

She rambles, " I apologize I know I am out of place, I mean look at me... Barely middle class talking to you... Practically royalty. I was just on my way to my thinking place further down the stream when I heard you speak so sadly that I wanted to comfort you. I know that that was idiotic of me, please forgive me...I"

I cut her off, " no please stay. I could use the company, I promise nothing weird. Just a friendly suggestion to take some of your nerves away. I am known as Sir Wesley, but to you please call me Wes. And you miss? "

Before she could respond, a voiced called out looking for an Eleanor.

"I am sorry, but I have to go!" She ( Eleanor?) Said as she scurried away towards the voice like a bag out of hell. I wonder what was wrong.

I sigh, "On Eleanor..." I trailed off as I look at water. I have to see her again. I wonder how Ezra is doing with Lady Esme. .. Maybe they will court. He never pays that much attention to women, but it was just something about how he looked at her....