*- I don’t own any of the characters, I’m just borrowing them.
*-“Love Song” One of my favorite Pink songs.
I’ve never written a love song
That didn’t end in tears
There had been many men in her life, few with good intentions, but most were not the honorable sort. She was used to pretending, hiding under the mask of the cold, selfish society heiress. While the other girls at St Anne’s gushed about going home at Christmas and the men who came to their door, Marguerite would sequester herself in the library, hiding her pain behind the endless walls of books.
The years passed and she forced herself to suppress her true feelings, any sign of weakness would have endangered her missions. Then she walked into the Zoological society and declared that she would fund the expedition, not knowing that these complete strangers would become her family.
The reporter Ned Malone, the jungle girl Veronica Layton, and the professors Arthur Summerlee and George Challenger were her family. Then there was the hunter, Lord John Roxton.
If they were back in London, he might have been another affair, another man that would have appeared and disappeared before she knew what was happening. Here in this lost world, their previous reputations and lives were gone. But he was still a lord and she was not even close to who and what Lady Roxton should be.
“Get that thought out of your head, right now. You’re here for a reason” a voice in her head reminded her.
She had to get him out of her head.
“I’m going for a swim” she announced.
“I’m going with you” John grabbed his gun off the rack.
“Must I remind you, Lord Roxton, I am perfectly capable of taking of myself?” she asked.
“With a jungle full of predators and savages, I don’t think so” she begrudgingly allowed him to follow her.
Maybe you’ll rewrite my love song
If you can replace my fears
She would never tell him, but she was grateful he was with her.
“Water’s clear” he checked the lake for signs of life.
I need your patience and guidance
And all your lovin’ and more
When thunder rolls through my life
Will you be able to weather the storm?
The attraction was mutual, that was obvious. She had so much in her past, if they truly knew who she was and why she had funded the expedition; they would have left her in London. If anyone ever found her; all of their lives would hang in the balance.
There’s so much I would give ya, baby
If I’d only let myself
There’s this well of emotions
I feel I must protect
But what’s the point of this armor
If it keeps the love away, too?
If they knew, if he knew, how she truly felt, how much she had come to appreciate them. For the first time in her life, she finally felt like she was part of a family. But life taught her otherwise, to keep her emotions private. You never knew who was using you.
I’d rather bleed with cuts of love
Than live without any scars
Baby, can I trust this?
Or do all things end?
She was tired of running. In his arms, she felt safe and loved. Within the tree house she had the family she always wanted.
I need to hear that you’d die for me
Again and again and again
The night Osric’s men nearly killed him, her heart broke.
So tell me when you look in my eyes
Can you share all the pain and happy times
‘Cause I will love you for the rest of my life
She loved him. For the first time in her life, she loved a man who she knew would not use that love to hurt her. Maybe one day, she would tell him.
This is my very first love song
That didn’t end in tears
I think you re-wrote my love song
For the rest of my years
I will love you for the rest of my life