Alexander looked around the markets seeing people smiling and selling things. He wished he grew up that way. His father raised him to be rich boy that didn't have any friends and his mother made him do things that she thought was best for him but none of it was good for him at all. Alexander got thrown out of thought when he ran into a girl sending her to the ground. She looked up at him "I am so sorry ma'am" he said reaching his hand out to her, to help her up.
Aribelle didn't take his extended hand instead she got up on her own. She frowned as she looked him over. She knew he wasn't from her parts, that much was clear. She didn't say anything for the fear of being hut down by him. She was poor, he was rich. It was as simple as that. They weren't meant to mix and maybe if by saying nothing her plan would work.
Alexander watched her get up on her own. She was going to walk away without saying a word which is really rude. "I am very sorry ma'am" he said as he watched her walk away.
She froze at his words and Aribelle turned slowly on her heel as she raised an eyebrow, "Why are you here?" She scoffed as she met his gaze, "Let me guess you're taking over Daddy's business and you're looking for land to destroy." She rolled her eyes as she muttered, "Rich people."
He crossed his arms "maybe I will take your daddies shop, it would get me out of a rough spot." He fixes his tie "poor people don't know anything." He glared at her.
Aribelle rolled her eyes at him as she asked, "And what would you know about being poor little silver spoon trust fund baby?" She continued to glare at him as she took in his looks. He was handsome no doubt but she could already tell he was arrogant.
What she said to him stung really bad. "I have no idea what it's like to be poor." He Crossed his arms and turned away. "I have to go now." He usually keeps his head up high but this time it wasn't because she's right he doesn't know how what's its like to be poor and it scares him that he'll know how its like soon.
She quickly realized what she had said and noticed the way his head hung low. She bit her lip nervously as she gently reached out to touch his arm. Usually, she would have just let him go but there was something about him that was different. She could tell even if she did think he was arrogant.
"Wait, please." Aribelle tried to think of a reason for him to stay and maybe try to understand her world. Quickly an idea came to mind as she all but shouted, "Come work at the docks with me and my dad."
Alexander stopped in his tracks when she touched him. She offered to let him work at the dock with her and her father. He started thinking about all the gross things he would have to touch. He gulped, maybe this would be a good experience for him. He debated on going other her or not for a few seconds. "I'll try." He said. He looked at her and saw she wasn't wearing a jacket. He took her hand off of his arm, he took off his jacket and put it over her shoulders
(I'm going to apologize like a million times but last week was just not my week. I had so much going on everything completely slipped my mind. Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!)
Aribelle looked away as a light blush crept up to her cheeks. She pulled the jacket tighter around her body whispering, "Thank you." She gently linked her arm with his leading him back towards where the other men were. Absentmindedly, she moved closer to his body trying to steal his warmth. Her teeth nibbled on her bottom lip as she wondered why she was helping this man. Her light eyes stole a glance up at him as she gently said, "I'm Aribelle."
As Alexander put the jacket on her he noticed her blush but he didn't say anything. She linked arms with him. That was new to him. Alexander isn't use being physically close to anyone or emotionally. " I'm Aribelle" he looked down at her "my name is Alexander." He lightly smiled at her. "Is this job hard?" He asked
"You have enough muscle. We just move the crates from the ships out onto the docks." She glanced at him slightly amused. "Have you ever worked before?" She moved closer to his body still shivering as she looked out towards the nearing sea. She wished she could leave and travel the world. She never wanted this life.
He laughs a little "I've never worked a day in my life." Its really sad he hasn't. He stops and starts taking off his scarf "you must be really cold." He Sid wrapping it around her neck. "I wish I knew how to work on my own my whole life but my parents always told me everything would be taken care of." When he was done putting the scarf around her neck he hugged her tight to his body.
At first, the hug took her by surprise. Though, she did hug him back. She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist holding him close to her body. She buried her face into his chest, ignoring the looks they were getting from people.
Alexander looked around the place. People were watching him giving him dirty faces. He didn't get angry he simply smiled at them. "Is your father going to be ok with ne working there?" He asked.Snow started to fall. He couldn't help but think it was beautiful.
"Yeah. He'll be fine with it. I've been worried about him anyways, he doesn't need to be doing this much labor." Aribelle frowned as she looked up at him. She could hear yelling, the yelling of her name. She spun around on her heel as she saw her father's figure laying across the wooden docks. A few of the sailors rushed towards him calling her name. She ran towards him shouting, "Papa!" She leaned down at her father's side, tears falling down her face. She shook her father whispering, "Wake up. Papa, wake up. Please." A few of the sailors gave her sympathetic looks. One of the men pulled her into his arms running his fingers through her air. In her ear, he whispered sweet nothings trying to calm her down.
Alexander quickly followed behind her. That man laying n the ground was he father. He watched the other sailor take her into there arms. He slowly walked up to her father and knelled down next to him. He checked his pulse. It was faint but he still had one.Alexander looked up "did anyone call a doctor?" He asked.
One of the men shook their head saying, "A doctor doesn't come out this way, and Ari here couldn't afford the bill." Aribelle cried as sobs racked her body. Her hands fisted around the man's shirt as she softly sobbed, "Papa...come back...Papa..." She couldn't live without her father. Her brother surely wouldn't survive, then Aribelle would have no one. She would be completely alone.