I have always been yours

It's my 15th birthday in a couple of days. I am soo excited! My mum, Lucia, is so excited about my coming of age party. In our world, at 15 you get partial access to your Trust Fond and my grandfather has left me a pretty generous one. She's been planning this party for 6 months now. I do love my mum, but she does tend to take over things , especially when it comes to my life. She did asked me about the theme colour for the party, but it wasn't what she wanted , so dusty rose it was agreed upon.... My mum and her best friend Katherine have invited the entire upper society and nobility. Katherine and her husband Archer, are part of one of the oldest and most powerful nobility, they are the Duke and Duchess of Arundel, and their only son and heir, Jackson , is the Marquees of Arundel. We have known each other since birth. My mum and Katherine are childhood friends and are as close as sisters. Jackson is 3 years older then I am, he was always like a big brother to me, my protector. When I was 5 years old, he was my first kiss and he promised he will marry me when we grow up. Even as a child he was calculated, rational while I was like a wild child . Restless and adventurous. Always wanted to explore and try new things. Sometimes ..well a lot of the times , I got in trouble. Jackson was always there, keeping an eye on me and helping me get out of trouble with my parents. When Jackson was 14, he had a growth spurt. I had not seen him for about 6 months at that point. He had started high school at a prestigious Boarding Academy. He didn't wanted to go, but his parents insisted that was the school to go as a Marquees and it is expected of him to follow his father's footsteps and become the Duke of Arundel and take over their multibillion business. When he came back home after his 1st semester, he was gorgeous . I was never too invested in boys, but when I saw Jackson, my heart skipped a bit . He always had goegeous eyes, like his father. A dark navy that looked straight into your soul. But he left as a limpsy child , of 130 cm and came back 40 cm taller , broad shoulders, his beard had started growing , his chest was wider, his voice deeper. I was still a clumsy 11 year old who chased after our neighbours chickens and loved playing with the chicks. Jackson got so much attention from everyone. His status and his wealth was always attracting attention, but now he was a handsome young man and a lot of girls noticed him. When I saw Jack ( I was the only one who called him like that, to family and friends he was Jackson, to the nobility he was Marquees of Arundel and to the rest he was " Your Grace", but to me, he was Jack and I was his Little Princess ) I wanted to play with him, like we used to, but he was mostly busy with various engagements. He did came and spend an entire afternoon with me, running around and playing hide and seek , exploring the beautiful countryside that surrounded my parents property. He told me he was playing rugby now and that he enjoyed his new school. Although he was my Jack, he was different, more grown up, interested in more mundane matters rather then how many chicks Mrs. Flore, our neighbour, had. I was seeing him every 6 months, when he used to come home on his school holidays. The next time I saw him he was 15 and a half and he told me he had a girlfriend and that he was having s*x. I knew about s*x, but I never thought my Jack was one to do it.. I was heartbroken, he was MY Jack. He had his coming of age ceremony, but I couldn't attend because I was under 15. It was a "grownup party". Later on that year I got my period and with that I got shapes and a tone of hormones. From a tomboy, I became a young woman with shapes. It was nice to have some shapes, I have to admit. From a flat chest, my n*****s grew in a month after I got my first period . And it bloody hurt! My n*****s were so tender , I couldn't even touch them . But after my pink areolas were formed, the pain was gone and my breasts started getting fuller. My breasts were taking shape, my hips were getting wider, my face was changing and I was getting taller, but my spirit was still the one of a wild child. I was running around, climbing trees, falling over in mud puddles and didnt care about it. But all that changed when I saw Jack the next time he came home. It was Jack's 16th birthday party, and he was having a huge party at his parents house. I was so excited to see Jack and give him a hug and spend a day playing with him. I couldn't see him before his party as he was busy organising it and he had invited his entire school year. I wasnt sure what to wear, but my mum got me ready in a long ivory lace dress that had a big ribbon at the back and a pair of kitten heels. I wanted to go in a pair of jeans and a tshirt. Mum said it was high class party and had to learn how to dress in society. My life was mostly sheltered, I grew up at my parents countryside estate, playing around the property and in its gardens. There was a little forest on the property too, which I explored from time to time accompanied by one of my nannies, but I mostly enjoyed the gardens. I helped our gardeners with the jobs and learned how to sow veggies, played with the children of our staff when they were not busy with chores and the children from the village, enjoyed playing with the animals and our neighbour's chickens. Jack was my best friend, he used to spend a lot time at ours as his parents were travelling a lot and he used to stay with us months at a time. We were homeschooled, had a teacher for each subject. But when Jack turned 14 his parents sent him to a good pedigree bourding Academy. But that was in the past, I was now in my room, trying to get in this lace dress and was trying not to pull too hard to ripe the lace off it. I looked in the mirror and saw a pretty girl looking back at me, my mum had put a cherry lip balm on my lips , it was smelling nice, but made my lips even bigger and redder . I had inherited my mum's full lips. Everyone said she had beautiful lips, but I just saw them as full lips. But now,looking into the mirror my lips looked full and red, almost juicy. My hair was up in a hight ponytail and tied with a ribbon like the one on my dress. I was so proud that you could see the outline of my breast and a slight bump that was now my chest. I was nervous to see Jack and meet his school colleagues. When we arrived at the Duke's mansion, we greated the Duke and Duchess and Jack was standing behind them . When he turned to face me I froze. What I saw changed me. He had grown even more , he was a man! He was around 180cm tall, he was well build , he had muscles in places I didnt knew he could. His arms were big, full of muscles and he had hair on them. A light brown hair was covering the length of his arms. You could see he was freshly shaved, the stumps of his beard still visible. He had a chiseled jaw, full lips and a cute pointy nose that was perfect for his face . His long black eyelashes only outlines the blue of his eyes, his wavy dark hair was not long, but a few wild strings were falling over his forehead. His smile was mesmerising. His perfect set of teeth was shown under his pink lips and when he was smiling you could see it in his eyes. It was like your entire world would stop and the only thing you could see were his blue penetrating eyes and your breath was synchronised with his deep, jovial laughter. Needles to say that I loved his laugh. He was wearing a suit, but it seems he had lost his jacket somewhere , the sleeved of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows and he had the first 3 buttons of his shirt opened. He was laughing and talking to his friends. When he saw me, he turned towards me, lifted me in his arms and gave me a big hug. I was mesmerized by him , by his allure, by his strength. Who was this boy , this man ? I felt like a small child next to him. I suddenly became shy and awkward. He took my hand and said I have to meet his friends. We crossed the ballroom where all the grown ups were enjoying a classical music repertoire and we went at the back . As we came closer to the pool and guest cottages I could hear loud music. When he opened the doors, a crowd of young people were jumping , laughing, drinking , dancing. Some of them were still wearing some parts of their formal wear while others had abandon it completely and changed into swimwear. When we walked out, I could barely hear Jack, and felt like I was drowning in the see of partying youngsters. Jack took me on the porch of one of the cottages, where about 12 young men were sitting on the sun lounges , wearing sunglasses, sipping from cocktails and laughing . A few meters away was a jacuzzi packed with 8 young women , showing off their curves and shapes in small bikinis. When we approached, a young woman came towards Jack and took his hand and kissed him on the lips . She was wearing just a bikini, had nice breasts, mid length blonde hair , big painted nails and lots of make up. She looked at me from head to toe, pointed at me and said " who is this child?". Everyone turned towards me and I wanted the earth to swallow me whole . Jack frizzeled my hair and said " This is Lady Roxanne, we grew up together . She is like my little sister ". He had never used my official title or my full name before. I smiled awkwardly and wanted to cry. There was me, happy with my new body developments and it front of me was this woman with big breasts on show, nice waist and curvy hips. Jack seem to be taken with her, kissed her on the lips and smacked her bottom. She giggled and grab Jack's arms and pushed her body towards him. I was looking at them and my heart was breaking into a million pieces. I didn't knew what was happening , why was I feeling all of those feelings, what did they mean but then and there I vowed never to fall in love and give my heart away. I went and sat on a chair in a corner and just watched eveyone. They were dancing, grinding into each other, the guys were grabbing the girl's buttoms and kissing them. I have not seen before such a strong physical expression of desire. I stood in my corner for at least 2 hours, Jack didnt even seem to notice me , he was too wrapped up with his girlfriend, Linda. No one noticed me. I was equally shocked by the display, incited by it and hurt by Jack's lack of attention. After watching Jack kissing Linda for the hundred time, I decided I had enough, got up and tried to find my way back to my parents. When I saw my mum I asked if we can go home. Told her i had a tummy ache and didnt feel well. I must have looked the role, as mum and dad said their goodbyes to the other guests and we went back home . That night I cried myself to sleep. I had my first heartbreak. I never wanted to feel that way again. The way Jack looked at Linda, the way she was wrapping her body around him like a sneak ,the way he ignored me.... he didn't even noticed I was there. The next day mum came to see me, and told me we were invited at Jack's family for brunch. I didnt wanted to see him, I told her I was not feeling well and wanted to stay in bed. As soon as my mum and dad left, I went out for a walk. I thought about the previous night.. I never wanted to feel that small again, that marginalised, insipid. I realised it was time for me to become a young woman, leave my child ish endeavours behind me and grow up. Next year was my turn to go to the Bourding Academy. The same school Jack was at now. I made a vow that day, to become happy, to never fall in love, enjoy every moment and not to care about anyone else. Just me and my happiness. The next week Jack was leaving back to school and he came to see me before. I was still not over his hurtful behaviour, so I got up early and told mum I was going for a walk. I told mum I will be back before Jack and the Duchess were coming , but I walked in the village and stayed on a bench until it was close to sundown. I was thirsty and hungry, but I didn't wanted to see Jack. Mum always said I was stubborn as a mule. When I went back, mum was worried and slightly upset that I missed Jack's visit . I was just relieved I didn't had to see him. The next school holiday Jack didn't came home at all, he has spent his holiday away with his friends.