Tom's POV

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I flinched massively as 'Nightingale' nudged me just as y/n left and the sudden contact scared me. I had never been anywhere near this close to a horse and they were quite frightening. I jogged out after y/n and once I caught up with her I just trailed behind her. I felt a little awkward around her.

Once we entered inside the kitchen Makayla spoke up, "Y/n I finished my test!"

"Wow. Well done. Give me a look and I'll mark it." Y/n smiled kindly. I watched her as she looked over the piece of paper. The twinkle in her eyes when she looked over the paper. I saw the small smile that never seemed to leave her lips. I hadn't really realised it but I had been staring at her and the world seemed to faze as I just watched her.

"Don't even think about it." I was suddenly brought back to reality as Makayla whispered to me.

"W-What?" I asked her confused.

"Don't even think about it." She repeated. Once she saw my confused expression she huffed dramatically, "I can tell you fancy y/n. I'm not blind. You were just staring at her like a deer in head lights. No... more like you were looking at some kind of angel from heaven." she giggled as she teased.

"What?" I whispered shouted, "I do not fancy her at all!" I protested.

"Ah ha... suuuuure you don't." She poked her tongue out, "You definitely didn't just look like you were swooning over her at all." She gave me a knowing look and my face flustered as her brother spoke.

"Even I can see it. And I am doing still doing my test. By the way." He looked me dead in the eyes, "Don't. Try. Anything." Y/n looked up from the paper and spoke her kind voice.

"Umm is everything ok Tom?" She asked me once she saw my expression and I got more flustered.

"H-huh? Oh uh y-yeah." I stuttered and I saw Makayla smirk. Y/n walked over to her and gave her back her test with a glowing smile and my heart melted.

"Well done. You only got two wrong!" She high fived her.

"Yay!" She chimed.

"How are you going with yours Jack?" She turned to Jack who was still eyeing me suspiciously but turned innocent to y/n.

"Uh... I'm almost done but I'm a little stuck on this one last question." He scrunched his face in concentration.

"Would you like some help with it? It was a rather hard one." She offered kindly and I could only watch her as she helped him.

"Ok! Done. I hate long division." He muttered.

"Well lucky you, we are doing fractions next." Y/n laughed. Her laugh echoed in my head.

"What!?" He groaned, "Noooooooo." Kay spoke up.

"Can I do fractions!?" She begged.

"Not until you finish subtraction and multiplication. Division is a lot harder than subtraction." Y/n teased a little.

"Oh.... so can I start doing multiplication now then?" Makayla asked.

"Not today. But tomorrow you can start." Y/n smiled again. I loved how her smiles were never fake. She smiled all the time and they were all so real.

"You're weird." Jack rolled his eyes at Makayla.

"You're the weird one! You read too many books!" Makayla argued.

"Anyway, I'll go and get your sheets now for your bed." She turned to me. I just nodded, unable to speak and followed her to a cupboard. I felt a little bad from before with the whole sheet conversation. Y/n closed the door and jumped suddenly, making me jump too. I realised how close we were making my face heat up a little.

"O-oh! S-Sorry." I quickly stepped to the side. I followed y/n up to my room and she laid the pile on my bare bed.

"Ok. There you go. You can get on with that while I wash up the last plates form breakfast." She went to leave.

"Wait. You want me to make my own bed?" I asked confused and surprised. I prayed that she was joking. I had never made a bed before in my life.

"Yes." She answered me bluntly.

"As in... you want me to put on the sheet and put this over the doona...?" I clarified.

"Yes.... What? Have you never made your own bed before or something?" She asked me.

"What? Haha pfft. Of course I have made my own bed..." I laughed a little trying to hide it.

"Ok then Well I will check in on you in a bit and you can also put your clothing on the hangers in the cupboard or in you draws here." She simply told me.

"Yes. Right. Ok. I'll do that." I nodded and she walked out.

I turned to the sheets on the bed, "Oh man... this is going to be interesting..." I scrunched up my nose unamused. At first I got the doona and the cover. I had no idea how to do this... I laid it on the floor and stretched out the doona. But it was longer then my arms and it ended up just falling onto me. I stood the trying to get it off to see again but I tripped over myself and landed on the ground. I groaned and sat back up.

I don't know how long it was, but I spent what felt like forever trying to get it right. I tried and tried and tried but it was physically impossible. I don't know how the servants do this but I had not been more grateful for them then I was at that moment of pure struggle. Eventually, I decided to go inside the cover and try it like that. I searched for a corner but the doona was completely bundled up.

It was then that I heard the door open and y/n's all too familiar laugh that was indented in my brain. I looked up and saw her laughing her head off, "Oh shut up!" I snapped at her but it did nothing.

"I thought you knew how to make a bed." She laughed again. She eventually settled down to a smile but the laughter was still in her eyes. Not that I was looking into her eyes or anything....

"I do!" I protested, "... sort of....... not really.... ok look, usually the servants make my bed! I haven't ever made my bed before ok!? You win!" I admitted. I was so over this.

"Get out of the sheets." She shook her head. I did what she said and a minute later she had completely made the bed perfectly.

"I didn't need your help. I could have done it myself you know." I grumbled embarrassed.

"I assume you know how to fluff your own pillow." She sassed and walked out again. I stood there shocked at her comeback as she went.

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I heard a bell ring and I came out to the sound, confused as to why I could hear the sounds of pounding feet on the wooden floor, "What's happening?" I asked confused.

"Dinner." Y/n said simply. I looked and saw that the table was fully prepared. I wasn't very impressed. I didn't want to eat anything that they had made. It could be poison for all I know. But I just walked over and sat down. Jack and Makayla were already there.

"What's for dinner?" Makayla asked y/n excitedly.

"Rabbit stew." Y/n answered. I looked at her dumbfounded. Rabbit stew!? There was no way I was going to eat a rabbit! That is disgusting! Y/n placed the bowl in front of everyone and they two began to eat.

Y/n sat down and raised her eyes brows at the children. They realised and immediately stopped, "Oh! Sorry!" Jack quickly closed his eyes and rest his elbows on the table and put his hands together. Makayla did the same and y/n followed.

"Thank you God for this our food. Thank you for life and health. Thank you for this meal and thank you for giving me an awesome sister who can cook." Makayla spoke out and I realised they were saying Grace.

"Amen." They all said at once. I just sat there not doing anything. I noticed the side glances I got from Jack and Makayla when I didn't start eating. I just scrunched up my face in disgust.

"Is something the matter?" Y/n raised an eyebrow at me.

"I'm not eating this." I said simply.

"Why not? You're not a vegan are you?" Y/n sounded annoyed.

"No. No. I just do not want to eat this. It looks disgusting." I said stubbornly.

"Well it tastes good." Jack said shocked.

"I'm not eating it." I said forcefully. Makayla opened her mouth to say something but y/n spoke.

"Ok." She shrugged her shoulders and continued to eat. There was a silence until I spoke up again.

"Well?"

"'Well' what?" Y/n asked me.

"Aren't you going to make me something else?" I said. That's just common sense.

"No. This is what is for dinner." She countered, "If you don't want to eat it, then you don't eat. Simple. But the bowl is right there in front of you if you are hungry." I glared at her. She just continued to eat politely and I saw Jack smirk and try to hide a smile. Makayla took a sip of her water while eyeing Jack, also hiding a smile.

"What do you expect me to do? Starve?" I snapped.

"I expect you to shut up and eat your dinner." She answered.

"You can't tell me what to do-"

"You just asked me, and I quote, 'what do you expect me to do?' So I gave you your answer." She cut me off and it infuriated me. I snarled at her intensely while she just looked back at me with a calm and blank expression. That was it. I lost my temper and stood up abruptly out of my seat. The table shook from the movement and I snapped.

"You really are the worst! You are arrogant! Stubborn and annoying! No wonder you live out here! The rest of your family probably didn't want you!" I yelled. I saw Jack and Makayla flinch and Makayla looked like she was about to cry.

"And you are arrogant, stubborn, annoying and your father discarded you out here as well." She spoke calmly which only made me more madder, "But you don't see me causing a scene do you?" Jack had his jaw agape and Makayla was shrinking in her seat.

"I HATE YOU! GO AND DIE!" I belowed and turned around. I kicked my chair across the room and stormed off. I slammed my door shut to my room and I began to pack my things, I couldn't stand it here any longer. Once I was finished I stormed out to the kitchen, "I AM LEAVING RIGHT NOW! I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU THINK! I CANNOT STAND YOU FOR ANOTHER SECOND!" I yelled at y/n and slammed the door behind me.

I dragged my bag down the stair way to the bottom. I looked out to the dark plain. I felt a little spark of worry inside me but I shook it off, and set my mind to getting out of here. I began to walk down the drive way. The dusty dirt, crunching underneath my shoes as I walked. I was so angry and annoyed.

How could Father just send me out here!? Does he not care what I feel!? Does he hate me!? What did I do to deserve this!? I continued down the long drive way. I heard the crickets chirping around me as I went. I was walking for about five minutes until I came to a cross roads. The drive way split off... and I had no idea which way to go. 

I decided on going left. I continued to walk but I was a little less confident now... I started to flinch at any sound. I kept walking until I tripped over a rock in the road and fell forward onto the dirt. I groaned as I stood back up, shaking. I couldn't see five meters in front of me anymore and I was starting to get a little scared.

I then came to what appeared to be a turn around for the road. In the middle were two hedge stones. I cautiously walk towards them, leaving my bag where I was before. I walked up to them and I could only just make out what the both said.

Y/d/n l/n

Y/m/n l/n

Beloved parents to y/n, Makayla and Jack l/n.

You will forever live on in our hearts. May you find peace in heaven.

I looked down and saw a piece of paper at the base of the tomb stone next to some flowers. I picked it up and used the moonlight to read it, the curiosity in me taking over.

Dear Father, 

I know that you cannot read this but I thought that I would write it anyway... well here goes nothing I guess.

I promise that I will always be there for Jack and Kay. They are after all, all I have left. I know that you cannot be here anymore to look after them and care for them... but I promise to you and mum that I will do my very best.

It will be hard... I know that much. But I will not give up. I will not cry and I will not sit back and let this family crumble. I miss you every passing day and night. But I cannot stand to hear Jack and Kay's cries in the night any more. 

I will be the glue this family needs and I will stay strong for you and mum. I will hold back my tears and move forward. I promise to be patient towards Jacks and Kay and I will teach them as you and mum did so they have a bright future...

I love you both so much.

I will not leave them behind like you left us.

-y/n.

P.S. I will always cherish the memories I have with you both. And I promise that I will not let the grief of loosing you both stand in my way of being happy. Of laughing, studying, playing and living my life. I will not stop being me. For you.

I stared at the piece of appear for a moment and wiped away the tears that I had realised had began to slip out. This is why she is so patient. This is why she is so kind and this is why she doesn't stop smiling....

I folded the piece of paper and placed it back the way it was. I made my way back to my bag and I laid down. I rest my head on it and before I knew it, I was over come by the drawing faze of sleep... but in my dreams I was still left wondering what is behind y/n's smile... tears? Pain? And what else? I was determined to find out.