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Welcome to the next part in the Rich Girls saga... it's really the life and times of Bonnie Winston... but we won't call it that so basically the story is going to go on and on until Bonnie dies. I'm sorry (well I might not be if you like it) but this is the longest part in the series so far... there was just so much I wanted to do. The parts to this story are: The Intro, New Beginnings, The College Life, Hospital Woes, The Simple Life?, Newlyweds, Eyes Wide Shut, Waking Up, Truth Hurts and Passing Judgement. I hope you read and enjoyed those before moving on with the story. Thanks!

Welcome to the next part in the Rich Girls saga... it's really the life and times of Bonnie Winston... but we won't call it that so basically the story is going to go on and on until Bonnie dies. I'm sorry (well I might not be if you like it) but this is the longest part in the series so far... there was just so much I wanted to do. The parts to this story are: The Intro, New Beginnings, The College Life, Hospital Woes, The Simple Life?, Newlyweds, Eyes Wide Shut, Waking Up, Truth Hurts and Passing Judgement. I hope you read and enjoyed those before moving on with the story. Thanks! My life ended after that day... my heart was broken beyond repair, and I felt no love... only hate. Pure, burning resentment, for that man who had taken my children away twice. Frances is his name. That foul, cowardly, useless excuse for a man! I tried to blame myself for the events it was my fault, I slept with Christopher... but I couldn't. Yes I had betrayed Frances, but I didn't exactly receive a just and fair trial... I had been slandered in court by Frances' lawyer... apparently I was an emotional wreck and therefore unable to take care of my children. That witch! I pushed myself teary-eyed from the sofa... I could hardly move, I had used all of my strength in sobbing my heart out into the cushions. But they were gone. My life was starting over. There was no point dwelling on what was lost. I headed to the bathroom to wash up, scrub away the grief, cleanse myself from all emotion... I didn't want to feel anymore. I didn't want to hurt. I turned the shower on hot. The water was flowing but it felt about a million miles away... I couldn't feel the spray hitting me, the heat was non-existant and I just stood there... hoping to never feel again. I kept my eyes open staring into the spray as water filled my eyes and attempted to wash my tears away... it didn't matter I couldn't feel it. I didn't sleep that night. The tiredness I expected to feel as early morning approached didn't come. I listened for the sounds of breathing through the wall, there was nothing. I strained my ears harder... wait! There was something. The slow and heavy shortfalls of breath. I clambered out of bed as quickly as possible and ran into Ellie and Francesca's room. But there was nothing... no sign of my precious babies. I resigned myself to the fact that the thing I wanted so much tricked me into hearing them... if this was going to keep happening, I wouldn't be able to handle it. I climbed into Francesca's bed, inhaling her smell... I shut my eyes tight and imagined her lying next to me. What I would give to have my children back... I missed them already. They had only been gone a few hours, but I wanted to tell Francesca that I didn't hate her, that I still loved her... that it wasn't my fault. But it was impossible. I held Francesca's invisible hand and felt exhaustion wash over me... I woke up late the next afternoon feeling, if possible, even worse. Gwen's cooking rose from the kitchen and I let it fill my nostrils. I felt sick, it was the idea of food... I couldn't eat, just the smell of food was making me gag. I had no intentions of doing anything that day, so I flicked on the Tv and was just getting comfortable when Gwen's voice travelled from her bedroom (although muffled by the door)
"Bonnie, I don't want you moping around today... go out, pamper yourself. I need to go to an important meeting later today, so I'll be gone... take a picnic. Go to the beach. Just do something to keep your mind off of things." Her voice trailed away and I rolled my eyes... I sat up again and headed to my room to get dressed. I arrived downstairs a few minutes later, facing Gwen who was waiting for me at the front door. "Right I am off to an important meeting Bonnie. Now I want you to have a peaceful day and just relax. Ok? No stress, and please... for your health. Try and have some fun!" She smiled and turned out of the house. "Yep, I'm sure there are a million ways for me to have fun" I said sarcastically waving an airy hand. But I heeded my mother-in-laws advice anyway and headed to a private beach. I was still a kind of celebrity you know. The sun was hot and my feet tingled as I stepped over the hot sand. I could feel the sun warming my skin. What was this about? I could feel again! But then I remembered why I couldn't feel before and saw my girls leaving me for the hundredth time in the last twenty-four hours. Everything went cold again, and I slumped into a sun lounger, gripping the arms tightly until my knuckles went white, to prevent me from crying. I watched the gulls bobbing on the waters surface as the waves gently washed against the shore as if stroking it gently to sleep. A young couple that I thought I recognised were laying further down the beach... watching the clouds... they kept looking at each other and I was sure some scandalous things were going to happen later. The winner from Pressure To Be Beautiful was on the beach too... Marissa? Yes I knew her in high school, great girl... her sister though? Ugh. She was sat there entertaining a couple of really hot guys. I'm allowed to say that Ok? I'm over Frances, well at least I think I am. Just not over the fact that he has taken my girls again... my girls. A single tear dripped down my face and fell into the sand. I went back to watching the other people on the beach hastily wiping away the tears that were sure to come when a deep voice entered my thoughts.
"Hi." It said, oh it was a gorgeous voice... heavenly, how I wished I could see the person who said it. "Hello? Miss are you alright?" What? This voice was supposed to be in my head... this is not what I imagined it saying. I looked up and saw the most amazing man I have ever seen in my life.
"Are you Ok?" he asked again, Oh that voice.
"Yes I'm fine thankyou... how are you?" He scratched his head uncomfortably.
"You know miss, you are sat in my private sun lounger." My eyes opened wide and before I could stop myself I began to stammer. "Oh... I-I'm so sorry. I'll...er I'll j-just get out of, out of your way then. I am terribly sorry." I bent and began to gather my books and clothes when he stopped me.
"No. Don't go it's Ok... I'll just get another one." He smiled and I almost fainted, his teeth were perfectly white and they dazzled in the sunlight.
"No. It's Ok... I really should get going anyway." I wasn't really ready to talk to anyone yet. "Well, if you really must go..." he backed away, allowing me room to gather my things and leave. I got up and began to walk away. "Wait!" I stopped in my tracks and felt him almost run into the back of me. "Can I at least have your number?" I looked at him, smiling.
"I suppose... if you don't start calling me in the middle of the night." I said looking into his gorgeous eyes.
"I promise." He smiled and I wrote my number on his hand. "You know what?" I said and I sat back down. "I think I could stay a little longer..." He grinned and pulled up another sun lounger.
"Victor." he said holding out his hand. I took at and introduced myself. We talked for a while, he cracked a few jokes. Gave me a few compliments and completely took my breath away. I returned home late that afternoon, feeling giddy and actually smiling. Gwen wasn't back yet, and I saw that as a good thing. I don't think I would be able to handle her interrogations as to what I did today. I headed up to the shower, not to cleanse myself of grief this time, but to wash the sand out of my hair. This time I embraced the heat that was drenching my body... it felt good to be massaged by the water as the heat steamed up the windows I felt my anguish wash away, and I was, more than Ok. I was sort of happy. By the time Gwen came home, it was dark and I was preparing a salmon dinner. I was getting hungry and I knew better than to starve myself especially when my cooking was this good. Gwen seemed pleasantly surprised when she entered the house... well she seemed happy about something.
"So how did the meeting go?" I asked her, curious as to what the actual meeting was about.
"Oh it went well... I have to go to another tomorrow so I hope you have something planned I don't want you moping around here all day. What did you do today? I can tell you didn't stay at home, you're in a good mood." She asked slyly. I just ignored her and carried on cooking the salmon. We sat down to eat and Gwen turned to me again.
"I asked you a question Bonnie, what did you do today? Did you... meet someone?" She asked as if she knew. I hated it when she did that, it was like she always knew. I gave her an awkward smile.
"I have no idea what you're talking about I said." Looking up at the ceiling, counting the cracks.
"Oh, come on Bonnie. You can tell me! I know you met someone today." I shook my head, does she read minds or something?
"Ok, I met someone... but how did you know?" "Mothers intuition." She said happily... I know what that feels like. "So what's he like?"
"Gwen, I'm sorry but I can't talk to you about this stuff. It doesn't feel right."
"Nonsense! Of course you can tell me. I want to know what he is like... is he gorgeous?"
"Well, yes" I said simply. "His voice is heavenly..." I broke off and shoved a forkful of salmon in my mouth to shut me up. I didn't say anymore about it. I told you she asks awkward questions. Just after I had finished eating there was a phone call.
"Hello, Miss winston?" The voice asked, I recognised it from somewhere but couldn't quite place it.
"Speaking." I answered.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner." Who was this?
"Er, I've just eaten thankyou." The voice on the other end of the phone laughed. I knew that laugh, it was Victor... the guy from the beach.
"I didn't mean tonight Bonnie, what about tomorrow?"
"Er, yeah sure. That would be great." I smiled as he hung up the phone, saying goodbye with his heavenly voice. I spent the whole of the next day trying to figure out what to wear... where was Victor taking me? I didn't want to look too formal, but I didn't want to look too casual either. I know it seems like I have forgotten about my daughters, I haven't but there isn't anything I can do. I'm not allowed to see them. I have to move on. So that's what I'm doing. In the end I decided on a simple white below-the-knee dress. Which suited the fact that it was our first date, it was simple yet cute, sexy but not too revealing. I felt and looked fabulous. Victor arrived at eight that evening, I was surprised as he carried an intricately wrapped parcel in his hands.
"Do you get all your girlfriends presents on a first date?" I asked with humour.
"What other girlfriends? And no, I got you a dress... you look lovely but trust me you are going to want to wear this." I looked at him curiously I was about to ask him what was wrong with what I was wearing but he answered first. "My mother has cooked us a wonderful meal. Trust me I didn't want it, I was going to take you to this new restaurant that just opened, but my mother insisted on meeting you first. Please, just go and put it on?" I obliged and headed upstairs.
 I opened the parcel when I got up to my room, and got a shiver of excitement as the silk washed over my hands, and fell into my lap. Victor looked stunned as I entered the room. I felt so much more comfortable in this dress.
"It fits then?" He said smiling.
"Shall we go, I'm dying to meet your mother." I said sarcastically. We linked arms and headed down the front steps to his car.
"She's not that bad, really." He said "You two will really hit it off" I smiled encouragingly, but doubted very much that we would... considering past experiences. Victor had a huge house. We stood outside the iron gates for a moment.
"Don't be intimidated, my parents like to be flamboyant with their money... this doesn't make them superior to you in any way. Ok?" He touched my hand, and I flinched nervously.
"I- yeah. I'll be fine. If your parents are as nice as you I'll be fine!" I said it a bit too sincerely and I knew he sensed that I was nervous, so he held my hand as we walked up to the house. We entered the huge house... for some reason the main entrance was through the conservatory. Anyway, I stopped and looked at Victor and what he was wearing.
"What's wrong?" He asked turning to look at me with a concerned look on his face.
"Oh. Nothing... it's just that, I'm wearing this dress, and you're wearing a buttoned down shirt." I drifted off into silence as he smiled at me.
"It's Ok. I'm about to go and get changed. I was almost late in picking you up so I thought I would get you here and then change. Come on I'll introduce you to the family and then I'll get changed... leave you to get aquainted." We strolled into the living room, I was looking at the floor but Victor introduced me immediately.
"Bonnie, this is my mother Beatrice and my father Humphrey. Mother, Father... this is Bonnie."
"Hi." I said raising a hand in greeting. Beatrice smiled warmly and welcomly. But Humphrey gave Victor a worried look. But before I could ask why... Victor moved on. And this... is my sister, Vannessa.
"Hi, whatever Victor says about me is a lie." She said in greeting.
"Oh, Ok" I gave a shaky laugh and shook her hand.
"Well I'm going to get dressed, I'll leave you here to gossip with my family." Victor quickly bent down and pecked me on the cheek... my face flushed, and my cheek burned where he kissed it. "So, when are the wedding announcements? I want to be the first to know." Beatrice said. I looked at her wide-eyed and worried. "No, I'm joking, I know you only met yesterday." Beatrice chuckled. "If you're hungry, you won't need to wait long I've been slaving all day over this meal."
"Thankyou Mrs. Montgomery... you really didn't have to go to this much trouble." Beatrice waved an airy hand.
"Nonsense. So I have been speaking to Gwen and she says you are in need of a little cheering up... so I have provided Victor here to keep you company. I think you'll make quite a match!" Beatrice explained. More surprises. "You know Gwen Price? But - she... she told you that?" My cheeks flushed again, out of embarrassment though.
"Of course! Don't worry it was just a plan to get you together... Victor doesn't know of course. I just told him to go and work out on the beach where Gwen told you to go and pamper yourself." I shook my head.
"But - I don't need help in getting a date!" I yelled "Oh, that's not what we were saying dear..." Beatrice said hastily. "But Gwen thought you would suffer from your depression again if you didn't meet someone, and it would help you get your children back if you didn't... We were only thinking of you." I was breathing heavily like a taunted bull.
"I do like Victor but I've only known him for a day... I would like to see more of him, but... it's so hard when I know that I'm in love with Frances still." As I said it I knew that it was true... I still loved him. I couldn't help it. "Bonnie, I don't know how you must be feeling and I understand that it was pretty heartless of us to interfere..."
"I'd call it meddling in other people's business." muttered Humphrey, I stifled a laugh as I choked on the tears that I had not realised were now streaming down my face. "Bonnie, I don't know who this Frances is, but Victor is a good man... he'll take care of you." Vannessa was trying to make me feel more comfortable but... "Besides..." Vannessa dropped her voice to a whisper. "I haven't seen him this happy in years. You've done something to him Bonnie." Vannessa grinned from ear to ear... but it made me feel even worse.
I was being led on a guilt trip... but I couldn't let go of Frances and what could have been. Not yet. I bustled from the room, tears streaming down my cheeks, the silk floating around my ankles. Victor suddenly appeared holding out his arms to stop me.
"Bonnie, what's wrong? If it's anything my mother said about me it's a lie." I looked into his deep blue eyes... and something stirred in my memory.
"No, it's not that... but I would like to find out a few of your secrets sometime soon." I said silkily. What was I doing? I was flirting with Victor when Frances was still embedded in my heart. "Whoa! Bonnie, perhaps soon you will. But you'll have to tell me what's wrong first." Victor looked at me imploringly, trying to read my thoughts... I began to speak.
"It's just Gwen, my mother-in-law..."
"I didn't know you were married." He stammered.
"I'm divorced." I explained. "I live with my mother-in-law." Victor let out a low whistle.
"But Gwen and your mother set us up. They had planned our meeting, sorry but I really want to go home." Victor looked taken aback. "And you think this has something to do with me?" He asked, clearly scandalised.
"No, your mother told me it wasn't but..."
"But what? We like each other, I know I have only known you a day... but you make me happier than I have ever felt. I'm not asking for a commitment, just a few meetings... to see where this can go." He was so cute and so sincere... but there was nowhere that this relationship could go. "Victor. I like you too." He put his hands on his hips.
"But?" He asked, his disappointment becoming more evident.
"But I am still in love with my ex-husband... this relationship with you. It can't go anywhere... I wish it could, but I need to let go of Frances first. I'm sorry." I wanted to hug him and comfort him, but that would only give him false hope. "I understand... do you want me to walk you home?" HIs head hung with embarrassment.
"No, it's OK. I'll be fine." I was about to turn around and walk away when I felt a sudden urge. I pulled him into an embrace, I kissed him on the cheek, and pressed my mouth to his ear.
"I'm really sorry, but you'll be the first to know when I am over him... I promise." I stroked his cheek, and left. I returned home and threw myself on the couch. The tears had subsided now, but I still felt the need to cry some more. I wanted a shower, but couldn't lift myself off of the couch... I was exhausted. I closed my eyes, and dreamt of my future life with Frances, the life I would have had if I hadn't blown it. But images of Victor kept flashing in the background and in the end I began to dream of mine and his relationship blossoming... our gorgeous family home, with the sound of childrens feet running around us... Francesca burst vividly in my mind and tears rushed down my cheeks again as I slept... I was awoken early the next morning by the shrill ringing of the telephone. I blinked the sleep from my eyes looked around the room and realised I was up the other end of the couch.
"Morning Bonnie, could you answer the phone please. I have my hands full" Came Gwen's voice from the kitchen. I stepped over to the phone, almost tripping over the hem of silk from tiredness.
"Hello?" I croaked.
"Hi. Bonnie, I was wondering..."
"Victor? No I'm not over France yet, if that's what you're calling about." There was a long silence in which I heard Victor take a few deep breaths. "That wasn't what I was wondering..." He said suddenly. "I was wondering if you wanted to come out with me tonight... there's a really nice restaurant I would like to take you to." I was shocked that he was asking me out on a date after the talk we had had last night. But dinner doesn't mean anything and I DID want to go out with him.
"Yeah, Ok... what time are you picking me up?" I got the time and hurried off to eat the breakfast Gwen had prepared. "So how did the dinner go last night?" Naturally I was annoyed by Gwens' prying but today it was worse... she had set me up with Victor, so she probably already knew.
"I'm not desperate Gwen. If I need a date I will get one. I don't need your help!" I snapped, not looking at her. "I know that you arranged for me and Victor to meet... I don't see why, I'm not even over Frances yet." I exclaimed, venting my frustrations on her. "Ah, yes... Beatrice told me that she had told you. I don't see where the problem is, the only reason I did it was because I wanted you to forget... I didn't want you to keep hurting, and bottle it all inside of you... I just wanted to help. Bonnie?" Gwen put her hand on my arm, but I shrugged her off. "What if I want to mope Gwen? I lost my children and the only man, apart from my father, that I have ever loved. I wish you would stop meddling in my affairs. I don't need it." I stormed off, but before I reached the door Gwen shouted.
"Fine! Mope about. Fall into a depression again! It's only going to make sure you never get to see your girls again!" I ignored her and headed upstairs to prepare myself for my meeting with Victor. Me and Victor arrived at the restaurant and Victor introduced himself to the host who immediately showed us to our seats. It seems Victors' family have a lot of influence in Caldwell... perhaps more than the Winstons. I thanked the host, and took my seat opposite Victor. "Bonnie, I'm really sorry for what I did to you last night. I didn't mean to seem so forward, it's just that no-one has ever made me feel like you do. I can't explain what you do to me. I understand that you feel a lot of pain, but I could take that pain away if you gave me a chance. I just want you to give me a chance. You're not like most girls Bonnie... your down to earth and brilliant. Please give me a chance." Boy, he knows how to make good speeches, even though they are a bit cheesy... but I wasn't ready for relatiosnships with anybody. Victor obviously saw the look on my face. "Just a few dates, I think this could go somewhere after tonight... but if you don't want to then I'll go and never bother you again." "Victor, I forgive you for what you did to me last night... but you already know how I feel about this... realtionship, whatever it is. It can't really go any further... it just can't." I gave him an apologetic look, hoping he would understand.
"Then why did you come here tonight?"
"Because I like you... but I don't love you! We have only known each other for two days... and I don't want to move any further. I'm sorry." Victor let out a forced laugh... "Well never mind. Let's just enjoy tonight. Waiter!" The waiter hobbled over. "A bottle of your finest champagne!" I grinned eagerly. I was once again enjoying the life of a Rich Girl. If this was Victor showing me what I could have with him, he would need to do better than this. I don't need money anymore. Victor raised his glass and began another speech.
"To blossoming new relationships... and new love!" I raised my own glass, I agreed with his toast, but not concerning the both of us. We both brought the champagne to our lips and drank deeply. The champagne tasted great and I was already getting the light headed feeling associated with alcohol. I smiled gleefully at Victor as our food was brought over. Victor was charming beyond belief and he kept cracking jokes that sent me into fits of hysterics. The only problem with it was that we had been there for no less than two hours, and someone had reserved our table... so the host moved us. Victor ordered bottle after bottle of champagne... I think I was beyond my usual limit... but I was having fun. I wasn't abusing the alcohol... I was embracing it as it allowed me to be my usual gorgeous and flirtacious self. I finished my last glass of champagne for the night as the restaurant was closing and me and Victor headed out into the cool refreshing night. We both left the restaurant tripping over our feet and giggling like a couple of school children. The cool night breeze whipped my face, and I inhaled deeply... my head was spinning, and I pulled Victor close toward me. My speech was slurred but I did my best.
"I r-really like you... Frances."
"Er... I'm Victor" He replied.
"Oh yeah... I mean Victor... I r-really like you." My breath probably stank but I didn't care... I forced myself upon him. We kissed for ages... but it was Victor who pulled away first.
"Bonnie, are you sure you want to do this?" Victor slurred, nearly tripping over into a nearby bush.
"Who cares!" I said bursting into a fit of giggles. Victor strode over to the payphone and called a taxi. "Let's go back to my place." I said.
"Ok babe. Ooh, taxi's here." Victor helped me into the taxi... I gave the driver directions and me and Victor spent the journey silently, but constantly embracing each other. And before I knew it we were in my bedroom... I don't know what happened and I don't know how we got there. All I knew was that I wanted him and that I had to have him... right now. I forced myself closer to Victor, and pulled him onto me. I guess you can figure the rest out for yourself. I woke up feeling groggy and sweaty. What had happened last night? The sun cast an angry glow into my bedroom and I felt a sudden pang of guilt as I looked around me. I had brought someone home with me last night. I cast my mind back trying to remember... but my memory was blurred and marred by the amount of alcohol I had drunk during the night. I pulled my knees up under my chin and sat there for a while feeling ashamed. Eventually I got up. I was just heading to the bathroom for a shower to cleanse myself... I felt dirty. But I heard the doorbell ring.
"Gwen can you get that?" I called down the stairs, but there was no answer... so I pulled on a bathrobe and headed down the stairs quickly. I forced open the door feeling the warm summer morning hit my face. I quickly fumbled with my bathrobe, pulling it tighter around me, not from feeling cold but covering myself from the person standing in front of me. "Frances. What are you doing here?" I hissed And this concludes this part. I hope you enjoyed it even if it was a little long. Sorry about that, there was just so much to fit in. Thanks for reading and thanks for all of your support, it motivates me to write more. Thanks to the Custom Content makers. I hope you come back to read the next part! Oh, and the relevance of the title is because 'Lost' symbolises Bonnie's confusion concerning her relationship with Victor.

Rich Girls: Lost

Aug 9, 2007 by S.Cains
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    54 Comment(s) posted so far

    On Aug 9, 2007 Aquaprinc3ss wrote:

    Damn I wanna know what happens next\:P \:P Good job, and will Bonnie have a happy ending?

    On Aug 9, 2007 atangki wrote:

    Yes, what is Frances doing there?! LOL. Great part! I can't wait for the next part! \:D\:rah\: \:rah\: \:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 SC707 wrote:

    \:D Very good, once again! Gah, I hate that smile of Frances'. But I must say.... \:o VICTOR IS HOT!!! \:o

    On Aug 9, 2007 AnniKayna wrote:

    [augh!!!for no reason my long,long comments just disappeared...\:\( anyway]
    ..it seems that Bonnie keep doing the wrong choices, at least around man!!! Victor seems soo sweet (I love even his name, Victor... so manly! not as Frances... bleah)
    Gwen..she's a mum, she cant stop meddling, can she?
    but Im sure that there are so many things still to be... this is not the last time we have seen Victor. Or his family! \:D
    but now, what is Frances doing, standing at Bonnie's door!? \:mad\: I love the screenshot, by the way. The last one, expecially - I loved Frances, with that huge smile, simply not caring of Bonnie - that is clearly mad at him! But also one (of the sceenshots) of Bonnie on the sofa (I dont know exactlu which one...!:P)
    the presence - and reference to - of Marissa [from 'Pressure to be beautiful'] in the story, it was great!!! \:cool\: I love when two stories from the same author are 'mixed' together in this way! \;\)
    ...what else...? I think Ive said everything.
    thanx again for sharing, Sam! \:D very good job, I cant wait for the next 'episode' \;\)
    have a nice day

    Annika

    On Aug 9, 2007 dealer_day wrote:

    I'm hoping for a happy ending \:rah\: great part thanks! \:D

    On Aug 9, 2007 wrote:

    Oh, the twists you always weave into your stories....it's great!!

    On Aug 9, 2007 Pucina wrote:

    Great part. I wanna now what will happen next.. \:\)

    On Aug 9, 2007 bryk1984 wrote:

    I really really want to know what happens next and why Frances is there... Oh make the next chapter soon.\:rah\: \:rah\: \:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 AshGreg wrote:

    awsome story can't wait to see the next one \:D \:D

    On Aug 9, 2007 psychosimmer86 wrote:

    \:rah\: \:rah\: \:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 Zela wrote:

    I like long parts, good job. I liked that part, the only problem with your stories is that you want to read more and more of them. \:P I agree with SC707, I hate Frances smile...

    On Aug 9, 2007 marizza82 wrote:

    What is Frances doing here ??? I can't wait for the next part, this story gets better and better !! \:rah\: \:rah\: \:wub\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 Wigwog wrote:

    Lovely, you have done an excellent job there!!

    On Aug 9, 2007 hanzo11 wrote:

    I can't wait for the next part, I love this whole story. I hate Frances he is so evil!!!\:mad\: This part certanly deserves a 5. \:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 TellMeSomethingNew wrote:

    Argh!!!!Why must all the fab writers, insist on leaving cliffhangers!!! I want to know loads of things. First, why is Frances there, up to something, no doubt. Second, is Victor really as sweet as he seems. Third, where does Gwen really go when her 'meetings' are on? And they're just a few. I really, really can't wait for the next one. I need to know what that b*****d is doing there. Great atmospheric part, loved every second of it. 5.0!\;\)

    On Aug 9, 2007 wrote:

    very good story! im soooooooooooo addicted!\:wub\: \:rah\: \:o

    On Aug 9, 2007 wrote:

    ppppppplllllllllllssssssss rite more im on the edge of my seat\:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 converse02 wrote:

    Oh not long at all, long is good!!\:D I loved Victor, but I cant believe he let it get that far!!\:eek\: Yea well I love the new twists that are always coming in, I cant wait to see what Frances has to say...

    On Aug 9, 2007 goodie2shoes wrote:

    Grrrr, I hope that Bonnie is pregnant so she can marry Victor. He's awesome. Extremely cute and sweet and friendly! \:wub\: After all Frances did to her, she's still in love with him????? \:confused\: \:eek\: Frances is a jerk. A snobby, cute jerk! *shrugs* Hey, it's your story. I'm staying along to see what happens. 5.0!

    On Aug 9, 2007 kitfu11 wrote:

    Oooooooh! What is Frances doing there!!! I wanna know!! Great job as usual, I really enjoyed it! \:D Can't wait for the next part, that was a total cliff hanger! Oh and P.S. Victor is a major hottie \:wub\: lol

    On Aug 9, 2007 cariadbach wrote:

    Quite a few twists and turns in this chapter. I was hoping Victor was going to be a gentleman and realize that Bonnie had had too much champagne, lets hope there are no regrets\:\)

    On Aug 9, 2007 fairyofdeath wrote:

    i like victor iwant her and victor togther

    On Aug 9, 2007 MinnieID wrote:

    Victor and Frances look alike ^^
    Let's hope the relationship works out between Bonnie and Victor ^^

    On Aug 9, 2007 SimanthaRat wrote:

    Liked this chapter and I have been following the story. Do agree with cariadbach tho, boo on Victor, he has a character flaw and should have taken her home from the restaurant. But, that may be part of what you are developing about him. Enjoyed it and thanks for all your work!\:D

    On Aug 9, 2007 mini me3393 wrote:

    Ahhh these stories keep getting better and better! I swear you have a true talent. I still don't trust Gwen...I never really did. And Victor seems a little suspicious, too. And why is Frances coming over!? Ahhh I want the next part now! I'm going crazy! And I would have commented on this way earlier but my touch-pad is broken for some reason so I'm getting around using Alt+tab, tab, and the arrow keys. Ha...not fun. ^^'

    On Aug 9, 2007 rhondalee472 wrote:

    You are an excellent writer and you seem to realise all people have flaws in their character. Nobody is perfect. Love this story by the way. Can't wait for the next part.\:D

    On Aug 9, 2007 lablover05 wrote:

    OMG! I totally love this series! It just keeps getting better and better! I loved how you showed Marissa in there, it kinda just wraps it kinda together. Great job!

    On Aug 9, 2007 MMs_Fan_01 wrote:

    Cant wait for the next part!

    On Aug 9, 2007 coco_goddess wrote:

    great job! \:rah\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 tesasims wrote:

    \:wub\: \:wub\: \:rah\: \:wub\: \:wub\:

    On Aug 9, 2007 wrote:

    I'm lovin this story very much sry 4 not writin a comment before but this is da best ever

    On Aug 10, 2007 kisekiai wrote:

    the twist never stop coming do they? \:D

    hope to see the next part soon

    On Aug 10, 2007 candy820 wrote:

    Victor and Frances do look alike. I hope Gwen & victor didn't set her up to get caught by Farnces so she never sees her girls again.anyways I really like this story it great.\:D

    On Aug 10, 2007 jaundyce61 wrote:

    Very good indeed!\:rah\:

    On Aug 10, 2007 Nik-Noo wrote:

    great part. I hope the next part is just as good!\:rah\: \:rah\: \:rah\:

    On Aug 10, 2007 wrote:

    emotional chapter, nicely done!\:\)

    On Aug 10, 2007 muge91 wrote:

    thank you I love it

    On Aug 10, 2007 happyb8888 wrote:

    Excellent chapter. Can't wait to find out why Frances has turned up at her door. Great screenshots as usual! 5.0+++++++++++++++++++++++++

    On Aug 10, 2007 eshuff wrote:

    I have such mixed feelings about the relationships. Feel sorry for Victor, who seems to be at the wrong end of the stick here.

    But apart from that, wonderful, wonderful writing. I really love it! Great screenshots, but the writing is completely ace!!\:rah\:

    On Aug 10, 2007 pretty_baby wrote:

    ahhhhhhhhh once again im clearly not disappointed with your stories. you are probably one of the best on this site. can i just say VICTOR IS A SPUNK!!!!!!! OHHH EMMM GEEEE!! BONIE DONT BE LIKE THAT HE IS HOT and what is francis doing back oohhhh way to cause a stir. and you always end it on a note where you want people to continue reading. ahhh the talent you have makes me jealous :P

    On Aug 11, 2007 itachigirl wrote:

    ...why didn't you keep it going.AHHH!now im mad....gawd what is frances doing there...great job though thanks for sharing sam.~jessie~

    On Aug 11, 2007 Hanefcik wrote:

    \:wub\: Lovely! Thank you for entertaining us!

    On Aug 11, 2007 wrote:

    ahh what happens next!

    On Aug 12, 2007 bflosweethart wrote:

    love it!

    On Aug 12, 2007 sharon21075 wrote:

    I wish you'd just make this a never ending book. LOL. It's so great! \:rah\: \:wub\:

    On Aug 12, 2007 maxi king wrote:

    \:wub\:I love your story,cant wait for the next one!!!!! \:wub\:

    On Aug 14, 2007 spacemouse wrote:

    Very nice story. Thanks for sharing. \:\)

    On Aug 17, 2007 wrote:

    One of the best-written parts of your stories that I've read. Really nicely done, and Victor is quite the hottie.

    On Aug 18, 2007 drewsoltesz wrote:

    Chock full of drama and emotion, well done!\:rah\:

    On Sep 17, 2007 civetinja wrote:

    Good story ! Thanks ! \:\)

    On Sep 24, 2007 Junior_bad wrote:

    good story and beautiful pictures \;\)

    On Sep 26, 2007 emmy27 wrote:

    wow i loved it \:rah\: can't wait for more Victor is very handsome \:wub\: lol have a nice day emmy27 \:rah\:

    On Oct 8, 2007 agaumer wrote:

    Bonnie's an emotional little thing isn't she \:confused\: I'm interested to see why Frances is there though \:o

    On Oct 28, 2007 OpheliaNival wrote:

    Well, I don't mind it being long, when it's this good! \:D I would be so paranoid if I was Bonnie right now... Poor girl, no wonder she's a wreck.

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