Save You - Choni

Part 4

Cheryl's Pov

The more I read the journals, the more I'm taken with Antoinette. She's bright, cheery, upbeat and cares deeply about others. She loves walking in the park on sunny days and reads romantic stories. Maybe not the attributes a lesbian Goth would look for in a woman, but after having my heart crushed by Heather she's like a breath of fresh air.

I continue my odd work for Jughead working about 3-4 days a week. He has me run odd errands around London frequently. He'll have me get a circuit board or some other piece of computer equipment. Sometimes he has me fetch a particular book or scientific journal. I've been doing a lot of data entry, but most of that is just numbers into a spreadsheet.

I did some research and learned that my employer is Dr. Forsyth Pendalton Jones the Third, who graduated near the top of his class from Cal Tech. He has doctorates in both Physics and Math. From what I've learned, he was always a person that went against the grain and some of his theory's had been ridiculed by his peers. His specialty seems to deal with wormholes. Holes in space and time that can take a person across far distances in an instant.

But that's not all that relevant, as this is only a job. As long as I get my free Chinese food and paycheck, I'll do anything that doesn't involve me getting naked or dead.

In the journals I'm up to Toni's 16th year. She works in the Tavern/Inn her father owns as a waitress and spends a lot of time with her friend Ronnie. I said this before, but I've noticed something recently in the journals. It's subtle but hasn't escaped my attention. I had previously noticed her sister being man crazy, but Toni not nearly so. But lately, I've noticed an odd thing.

When she describes men, it's usually not very descriptive. She gives only the most basic descriptions, such as He was tall and thin with curly brown hair.

But with women she often goes into much more detail. Such in this entry.

December 14th, 1866.

Father, Tabitha and I were blessed with an invitation to the Christmas Party at Ronnie's parent's estate. It was a wonderful affair with excellent food, good conversation and we even danced. Ronnie introduced me to her cousin Elizabeth Cooper, who was from Coventry. She was a saucy sort of girl and rather fun to talk to. She was about my height with an oval face, green eyes and narrow lips. Her hair lay in tight, dark brown ringlets. She was what they called a full figured girl with a large bosom. Elizabeth and I spent most of the night just talking and getting to know each other. Her father, William Cooper, was an owner one of the coal mines in the area. He was a rather short round fellow, but a friendly jovial sort.

Tabitha spent time talking to the newly commissioned Lieutenant Akers. He was tall and handsome with short brown hair. With a laugh, I watched as she tried to goad him in to asking her to dance. Father spent time talking to Mr. Valentine and the other adults where the subject of Business was the main topic of conversation. We had a wonderful night

Now that the fact that she describes women in much more detail may mean nothing. But something inside me tells me it's because she prefers to look at woman. It's not just that, but lots of other little things.

But with each entry, I fell more in love with Antoinette. A lot of the entries were just day to day life in England. I went to the grocer, attended school, but some were her more deeper thoughts. But even thing I felt like she was holding back.

The next summer was a very interesting entry. Much to my disgust, I learned that Toni's father had arranged for her to marry Frances Fogarty.

July 3rd, 1867

Today was a rather strange day. Father spoke to me of a boy that will have my hand when he is older. I have a picture and he is attractive I suppose. His hair is a nice raven color and his eyes are an auburn hue. His name is Frances Fogarty and other than that there is not much to note of my future husband. I was told he is now 23 years of age. I'm told he has traveled extensively throughout the world. Though I smiled and said he looked nice, honestly I felt little enthusiasm for him.