(recap)
It's heart breaking, how can anyone treat people like this?
Calder turns to us,
"Welcome aboard my ship, The Oki!"
Oh my God, how are we going to get through this?
How can I help these people?
Can I even help them?.........
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Whitney's (Pov)
Calder begins to lead Will across the deck for a "tour" of some sort. This guy is really sick he's acting like he's showing real estate or something. But I really rather not tag along, I don't think I can walk by all these people without breaking down.
To be honest I don't know how I've been able to last as long as I have. It's just the sight of all these people, all these slaves, it's very overwhelming.
"Um Master, can I just stay here?" I point toward the edge of ship. I hope Will didn't hear the uneasiness in my voice and I hope he says yes.
Will turns to me with a blank face, but I've gotten pretty good at reading his eyes and know he's slightly concerned about me. His eyes have taken on a blue gray color resembling the water that surrounds us. After a few moments of him searching my face he finally answers.
"I guess that's fine just stay where I can see you, and don't wander off." His voice is very stern and demanding something I might have to get used to.
He then left with Calder and the rest of his men in tow. I feel relief but that doesn't last long. Because I suddenly start to feel all these different emotions go through me; sadness, being frighten, anger, tiredness, panic, depression, and some I cannot even begin to identify.
They're coming one after another, just as I identify one it suddenly switches to a totally different one. I'm paralyze on the spot trying to make them stop.
What's going on?
I slowly step to the edge of ship, and look out at the vast ocean that seems to stretch on forever, a magnificence sight indeed. The sky is filled with clouds that are all different shades of grey and look as if they'll release rain at any moment.
Normally I would find this sight mixed with the cool breeze calming, even peaceful. But peace is far from what I'm feeling, and something that I haven't felt since my kidnapping.
I start taking deep breaths of the oceans mist trying to calm all these confusing emotions.
What's wrong with me? "Calm down, calm down, I'm okay, I'm okay." I keep repeating to myself.
"Nothing’s wrong," I whisper while squeezing my eyes shut. Then I feel my eyes start to water, oh my god these emotions are so intense, now I'm about to cry.
Just as I think I'm about to lose it, I feel a tug on the upper part of my sweats. I jump slightly and look down immediately to find the source.
It's a little girl. Well I wasn't expecting that.
She has to be five or six years old. She has long dirty blond hair whether that's her natural hair color or she just hasn't had a proper bath in a while I'm not sure. And oh my god she has the cutest hazel nut, puppy dog eyes I've ever seen.
She's very pale, but her cheeks are slightly flushed a rosy pink, probably from the cold. I also notice light freckles lace the center of her nose; all in all she's just adorable. Maybe a little strange though, because she just keeps staring up at me. I wonder what's wrong with her.
"Um, hi there is something wrong?" Again nothing but staring, I crouch down to her level hoping to make her feel more comfortable talking to me. I repeat my question but she seems hesitant to speak, so I'll just have to try something else.
"My name's Whitney, what's your name?" She looks down shyly still unsure if she should talk to me. Just as I am about to give up she speaks.
"Cara." She says it so softly I'm not entirely sure if she said Cara or Carol.
"Cara, your names Cara?"
"Yes." She whispers back. Aw, that's so cute. It fits her perfectly.
"Cara, did you need something from me?" She looks up at me and shakes her head no. Okay, then I wonder why she wants my attention?
"No, I don't need anything." Hmm, she is very strange.
"Well then is there something that you want?" This time she shakes her head yes. I can't help but smile. She's a very literal child.
"Okay, so what do you want?"
"Um, can I just stand with you?" What? She just wants to stand with me?
"Sure if you want to, but why do you want to?"
"I don't like to be alone." She never speaks above a whisper, and she doesn't like to be alone that's so sad. I wonder where her parents are.
"So I can stand with you?"
"Of course you can! You'll be keeping me company; I'm kind of alone too." I whisper the last part to her and she visible relaxes.
"Thank you, Miss Whitney." Okay did she just call me Miss Whitney? She's very polite for being so young.
"Cara, are you here all by yourself?"
"No, I'm with you." She looks up at me with confusion written all over her face. I'm tempted to laugh, but I can tell she's serious.
"I meant are you here by yourself on this ship?"
"Oh, no." Either she doesn't like to talk or just doesn't get to talk a lot. I have a feeling it’s the later.
"Then who are you here with your mom and dad?"
"I don't have a dad."
"Okay, what about your mom?"
"Yes, but she's working."
And by working I don't think she means her mom gets paid. I think she means her mom is a slave and that must mean she is one too. I can't help but feel pity for her. It's hard for me to image making anyone a slave let alone a small innocent child like Cara. But in this world it's a reality, a very sick and disgusting reality.
I take a deep breath and release it while looking back out at the water. I then realize that my emotional freak out has completely stopped. I feel fine now well not fine, but I don't feel all those confusing and random emotion any more.
Which begs the question, what the hell was that all about? I mean it happened so suddenly that I almost couldn't stand. That has definitely never happen to me before.
Now that I have a clear mind or shall I say clear emotions; I realize how scary it was to have a no control over what I was feeling. But that's another thing I'm not entirely sure they were my feelings. I mean I was feeling them, but there was a sort of disconnect from them. Like they were separate from my own.
Oh man, I feel another headache coming on. Another scary thought comes to mind, what if this has something to do with me having demon genes?
Maybe Will isn't the only one that has hidden powers. God I don't want that to be true. I'm human, a normal, boring, and average human.
With my luck though it won’t matter how many times I try to convince myself, nothing ever works out how I want it to. I start to rub my temples hoping to stop a headache from forming, like that will happen.
"Don't worry." My head snaps down to look at Cara.
"What did you say?"
"I said not to worry."
"Why would you tell me not to worry?"
"Because you don't need to."
Is she serious, first how does she know I'm worried, and second it's almost impossible for me not to worry with the situation I'm in?
"What do you mean, Cara?"
"I mean everything is going to work out in the end, so do not worry."
If it weren't for me staring right at her I would never know that I'm talking to a six year old. She sounds so certain and so much older then she appears. She's trying to comfort me like she knows everything I went through and am going through.
She looks back at me with her brown eyes and sudden feelings of hope and confidence surges through me. Again I'm not entirely sure they are my feelings.
What if these are Cara's feelings? Just looking into her eyes it wouldn't really surprise me.
"Cara, what are you fe......."
"Whitney?" Will's voice interrupts me mid-sentence. I turn around and find him standing there with Calder and his minions behind him. He looks at me then to Cara who becomes visible rigid and puts her head down; she seems like she's trying to make herself even smaller then she already is.
Will looks back at me with a questioning expression; probably wondering who the little girl is.
"Ah, I see your slave has met young Cara here." Calder step forward toward Cara which made her even more uncomfortable if that's even possible.
"Cara, if I'm not mistaken are you not supposed to be down in your room?"
Cara didn't answer him; in fact she didn't move at all. Which is worrying me, she must be really afraid of Calder. This only drives my dislike for him even deeper. I won't say I hate him, because I've never actually hated anyone in my life, but I can see that changing with him.
"Cara," he calls again, but nothing she's as still as a statute.
Calder lets out a huge sigh. "Still can't speak I see, a problem that has made you almost impossible to sale."
Wait she can't speak, but there’s no way, she spoke to me only minutes ago. What is he talking about; maybe she just never speaks to him. I wouldn't either if I were her. That has to be the reason.
"She can't speak?" I hear Will ask from behind me. I pivot around to find that he is much closer to me now about a foot away.
Strange I didn't even hear him. Even stranger he voiced my unspoken question about Cara.
"Unfortunately yes her mother believes her to be mute. I was hoping that she would grow out of it, but I suppose I'll just have to give up on that."
I'm so confused. I know she spoke to me, I didn't imagine that, did I? There's no way, I know she can speak there must be a logical explanation.
"Don, Nikolai, please escort Miss Cara, back to her rooms." The old guy that had winked at me and another man steps forward.
So I'm guessing that Don is the name of the older one and the other is Nikolai. Nikolai has light brown hair with hazel eyes, I would have to say he's around 19 years old give or take.
They both get on either side of Cara. With her head still down she starts walking toward the same door that I previously exited. But not before lifting her head slightly to meet my gaze, she gave me a small smile and passes by.
Even though she's in this situation she can still smile and look on the positive side. It's very encouraging for me. If she can do it then so can I, or at I'll least try to.
"Whitney," I feel a hand grab my shoulder and turn me around and of course it's Will. His face is void of emotion, but I know he's curious about Cara.
"Yes Master."
"Let’s take a walk." I know he's not asking me he's telling me, but as long as it's just the two of us I don't mind.
"Okay." He turns around and starts heading in the opposite direction away from Calder and his men. I follow quickly behind him, but I can't help but to turn back and I catch Calder's eye he gives me a slight glare. Which sends a shiver down my spine, I quickly turn back around and face Will's back.
I don't know what it is about Calder that bugs me so much. I mean besides the fact he's a slave owning demon, he hasn't done anything threatening toward me. Well now that I think about it he did insult me, but "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." In fact he’s done nothing but help us. He saved us from that guy that tried to take me, and he let us on his ship which will take us to the Center Land. If anything I should be grateful, but there's just something about his eyes. I don't know how to explain it, he just gives off bad vibes. Let’s just say I would never want to be left alone with him.
"Whitney!" Will starts shaking my shoulder. Oops I must have gotten lost in my thoughts again. So much so that I didn't realize were now at the very end of the ship, I think you would call it the bow, but then again I know next to nothing about ships.
"What's the matter with you, I called your name four times?"
"Oh sorry, I guess I didn't hear you."
"Ah, I mean sorry, Master." God I forgot to call him master. I quickly look around to see if anyone else heard, but I then realize were alone.
Well not exactly alone, but there’s no one around. Were a good 30 feet away from all of the slaves, and I can see Calder and his men up on the poop deck, again not sure if that's the proper term or not.
"It’s okay, no one can hear us at this range." Wills voice is finally back to normal, and he seems more relaxed.
"Are you sure, don't demons have heightened hearing abilities?"
"Yeah, but no one is listening on us so were good."
"How do you know?"
"I just, It's hard to explain, I just do."
"Okay then, would you like to explain to me why you had me call you master?" I use the most annoyed voice I can muster up.
At first his face is blank then the corners of his mouth start to twitch into a smile. Why that jerk he thinks this is funny.
"Well are you going to answer the question or not?"
"Okay, okay I did it mainly because I heard a lot of Calder's slaves, I mean servants call him master, and partly because I thought it would be funny coming from you. And you know what, I was right."
Now he's trying to hold in his laughter by covering his mouth. Jerk, well I'm going to wipe that smile right off his face.
"Well I don't think it’s funny being a slave or being degraded by having to call someone master" I snap at him. That stops the laughing instantly; I then turn away from him.
"Whitney I-I did-didn't mean it like that. I-I ju-just thought it would be more convincing that way. I'm-I'm sorry; I guess it wasn't as funny as I thought. I really didn't mean anything by it."
I bite my tongue trying not to lose it, and then my body starts to shake.
"Are you crying? Whitney I'm sorry okay, I won’t do something like that again. So-so don't cry." He starts rubbing my back trying to calm me down.
But I finally can't take it anymore and lose it, I burst into a fit of laughter.
"What?" Is all he can say while I'm trying desperately not to draw attention to myself by covering my mouth with both hands.
" Ha- ha, I can't- ha- believe- ha- you fell for that." My laughing turns into giggles. I just can't help it, the look on his face; confusion, shock, and a little bit of amusement is just so funny.
I finally calm down and take a deep breath. "I'm sorry I couldn't help myself, It's just too funny."
He lets out a big sigh of relieve and chuckles, "thank god I thought you were serious and that I made you cry."
"No I'm sorry; I know you didn't mean anything by it. But I do feel badly for these people."
I turn to look at all the slaves, and I can't help but to feel helpless. Helpless in the fact that I have no idea how to help them.
"I'm just pretending to be a slave but they really are."
"I know I do too, but I don't think there’s anything we can do. There is just too many of them, it would be impossible."
As true as his words are it still didn't make me feel any better or any less helpless. But I know he's right, were just two people and there is thousands of them.
"Your right, so what did Calder show you?"
"Just the ship and how it's run, and he's hell bent on selling me a slave." He gives me a concern filled look.
"You mean he still wants you to trade me for a better slave?"
"Well, yeah I guess that's what I mean. But you know I would never do that, right?"
He can be so cute, I wonder if he really believes that I would ever think he would do that sort of thing.
"Of course I do. You know I would never trade you either right?" Lol I can't help myself.
His face broke out into an amazing smile that would make anyone’s heart melt, and I must admit it's making mine melt too. Oh god I can't think about him like this, what's wrong with me?
No getting a crush on the man that is helping you. That will be rule number one, and I'm sure I'll add more.
"Ha ha, I hope you wouldn't trade me, I would be heartbroken if you did."
Did he just say heart broken, what does that mean?
Oh no, rule number two don't read too much into what he says, there is no way he could ever be interested in a girl like me. Uh, I might I have to write these rules down. Yeah that's what I'll do, I'll make a list.
"But if I ever got the chance to trade you in for a Jaguar, I might just have to do it." I say this because a Jaguar is my dream car.
"Really, you would trade me in for a car?" I can tell he's very amused.
"Maybe." I can't help but to start laughing again. It feels so good to laugh especially when I've been so stressed out.
"Ha ha, aren't you cute?" He says as he pets my hair again. I swat his hand away. "Hey don't do that, what if someone sees you being nice to me."
"I guess you’re right."
Then a sudden thought pops into my head. "Where’s Dustin?" I feel completely guilty for forgetting all about him.
"Oh him, don't worry he's below deck on a different level with Calder's other animals."
Just how big is this ship? It must be huge.
"We'll go check on him later if you want?"
"Yeah okay, I feel terrible that I forgot about him."
"I'm sure you have a lot of other things on your mind, so don't be too hard on yourself, okay?"
"Okay."
I glance over to the poop deck which by the way sounds so funny. I see Calder up there at the wheel, but it doesn't look as if he is as concerned with me and Will as I thought. Thank goodness though, I wonder what he would do if he found out that I'm not really Will's slave. And also that I'm not entirely human.
"Don't worry about him, we only have to keep this up till the day after tomorrow."
"Really, then will be in the Center Land?"
"According to Calder, yes."
"That's good. I can't wait to get back home." I whisper the last part.
"You miss your family?"
"More than I ever thought I could. What about you, do you miss your family?"
I didn't look at him, maybe it's too personal for him to talk about. "Will?" I turn to look at him and his face is once again void of emotion.
"No more talking." His voice became really harsh, what did I say?
"Will!" Then it makes sense I hear Calder call for Will. That was a close one. I turn and see Calder approaching us.
"Come join me at the wheel, I'm sure your bored of watching your slave. She'll be fine by herself."
I keep my eyes cast to the ground. He's such an ass.
"I guess you’re right. Whitney, stay where I can see you, and no talking to anyone, understand?"
"Yes, Master."
Great I get to be alone again, note the sarcasm. I watch the two walk away, well now what am I supposed to do?
..................................Time skip 3 hours..............................................................
After what felt like forever Will finally told me to head back to our room for some food. Which I was so grateful for. I got hungry about an hour after he left me.
Then the wind started to pick up, even though I have a long sleeve shirt on it's still very thin, so I started to get cold. Which I think Will secretly noticed.
He had Gwen come to escort me back to our room, which is another thing I'm grateful for cause I wasn't to keen on one of Calder's men doing so.
I'm now waiting in the room for Gwen to come back with some food. I wonder if Will come down to eat with me or not. I mean it’s not like I want him to or anything.
Okay wow I can't even lie to myself well. I'm just more at ease around him, but they are times when I'm so nervous around him, I can barely keep eye contact with him. I just need to remember my rules one and two. We would never happen, that's the facts of life.
"Knock, knock," that must be Gwen. I get up and open the door; she's standing there holding a tray.
"Come in," I hold the door open for her; she walks in and sets the tray on my bed. I close the door and sit on Wills bed.
"Um, thanks for the food." She turns and faces me.
"I do hope you enjoy it." She goes to leave but I'm curious about her, and I'm sick of being alone.
"Wait, did you make the food?" She stops walking and turns back to face me.
"Yes." I reach over and take the tray; on it is some type of stew. I take a bite and it's very good nice and warm.
"It's really good".
"Thank you." She doesn't say much does she, or maybe she's just afraid to talk to me because of Will. Though she does remind me of someone, I just can't put my finger on whom.
"Um, you don't have to go, I mean if don't have to work I would like you to stay. Only if you want that is."
I can see it on her face that she's debating what to do, but then she finally takes a seat on my bed. I continue to eat the stew, and I can feel her eyes on me. I look up and give her an awkward smile, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I guess I forgot how shy I can get. The only sound in the room is the little clink from my spoon hitting the bowl as I eat.
"You’re not from here are you?" I'm very surprised to hear Gwen break the silent, though I'm a little confused by her question.
"Wha-what do you mean?"
"I mean you are not from this world." It's not a question she's stating it, oh no.
"Ho-how di-did you know?" There’s no use in me lying now.
"Well I did not at first, but a big hint came from your master, or shall I say not your master. I saw how he treated you with such kindness when I came check on you. Never in my life have I seen a master treat a slave like that. Then there’s how you speak it's less formal then the way most beings here speak."
"Oh," is all I can manage to say, what am I going to do, this isn't good.
"Do not worry; I have no intention of telling Master Calder."
"Really?"
"Yes really." Oh my god, that's such a relief, but if it was so easy for her to figure out maybe Calder will too.
"Thank you."
"You are welcome, but I must admit I am curious as to how you both got here."
So I launch into the story of how Will and I got here. I tell her everything from us being kidnapped; to us being sold; to now, but I did leave the demon genetics part out. She just sat there, quietly waiting for me to finish.
I finish and breath a huge sigh of relieve, it felt good to talk to someone else about my situation other than Will.
"I'm not really sure what they were testing for or why they decided to sell me and Will."
Which is partially a lie, but it's partially true too. I don't have any idea why that man bought me or his boss did, I'm kind of confused about that.
"Well there are many reasons why slaves are sold in this world. Some for work or labor, others become maids, and unfortunately some become slaves for breeding purposes."
"Breeding purposes?"
"Oh, I keep forgetting you’re not from this world, I'm not sure if I should be telling you any of this."
"No please! I mean please do, I don't know anything about this world and I feel like I should. I mean I'm just tired of not understanding anything that's going on. I'm just- just tired of being in the dark."
I look down and start playing with hands. Maybe I shouldn't be asking her to do this she could get into major trouble if she does.
"If you really want to know, then I shall tell you."
"I do want to know, but if you don't want to tell me you don't have to."
"It is fine; I do not mind telling you. I believe it was 50 years ago when the war and the curse began."
"A curse?"
"Yes, this world is made up of hundreds of different creatures; mortals, demons, vampires, elves, fairies, and so on. Back then it was truly peaceful everyone lived separate but equal."
"What do you mean?"
"Well long ago, way before my time and even farther back, all the creatures lived peacefully together. But that did not last long, eventually there were feuds among the different creatures and they soon began to fight. So as a compromise they divided the land so each creature would have their own space. The land is in the shape of a star or pentagram to some so it was not very hard to do. For example Vampires had their land to the north and Mortals had land in the center. But many were unhappy with the arrangement. The Mortals wanted more land which made sense, because they were far more mortals than any other creature. After much debate it was decided that they would create a whole other world for the Mortals. Many mortals chose to leave but others including my family wanted to stay."
"You mean my world is the other world that was created?"
"Yes, as you can imagine some were very much against it, they saw it as unfair. But many thought with mortals being the weaker species it was fair. Even some demons and vampires saw it as a good thing, because then only the truly powerful creatures would remain in this enchanted realm."
"Wait, why doesn't my world have magic like this one?"
"Well, even though your world was made from magic, no one saw the need to have it enchanted like this world considering Mortals have no magic abilities."
"I guess that makes sense, but then why does my world think none of this exist?"
"Over time people forgot their heritage, and all this just became myths and legends to them, I suppose. Even some mortals here do not believe that your world exists either."
"Really, then how come you do."
"My mother told me all these stories when I was younger. I later found out that they all were true, and that it was the history of our world. My family considers remembering the past a very important part for the future."
"What about the curse and the war you mention before?"
"I am getting to that."
"Oh, sorry."
"It is quite all right. Now as I said before everything was working out fine with the separate but equal life style. Then of course new generations were born, bringing with them new ideas. Some beings decided they wanted more power, more control. The Demons believed they should rule over this world as well as the Mortal world. Then of course the Vampires were not too keen on that idea, because they believe themselves the superior being and also the more powerful. So both believe they should have rain over both worlds and that was when the war started. As with any war many innocents were hurt and killed, it wreaked chaos and havoc on this world. Finally in a desperate attempt to put an end to the war a group of Wiccans put a curse on the Demons and Vampires."
"What kind of curse?"
"Vampires cannot procreate because they are the living dead, but what they can do is infect their venom into mortals to create more vampires. The Wiccan's cursed them so that their venom could no longer change people. But unfortunately their venom can still be lethal to many beings. Then they cursed the Demons so that they could no longer reproduce offspring. But they were so tired after cursing the Vampires that the curse backfired. Instead they only manage to curse the female demons making it so they could no longer bear female offspring. In the end the Wiccan's gave their lives by cursing them. And I am afraid to say it was all for not, for even though it has slowed down the war it did not stop it. It has gone on for 50 years with no hope of it ceasing."
"Wow." Is all I can think to say, talk about information overload. My mind is still racing with unanswered questions.
"So what about the bree..." "Knock, knock" Oh my god, I nearly jump out of skin at the sound.
"I-I'll get," I tell Gwen. I open the door and see who I recognize as Nikolai one of Calder's men.
"Um, can I help you?" I'm very hesitant, what does he want?
"I'm looking for Gwen." His voice is very deep but very flat.
"I am here," Gwen responds to her name.
"You are needed in the galley."
"Yes of course, I am sorry, I must go Miss Whitney." She grabs my tray and heads for the door.
"Oh no of course, thank you for keeping me company." I give her a warm smile, I can't thank her enough for all the information she gave me.
"You are most welcome, until we meet again." She gives a quick bow and I swear I can almost see a faint smile appear on her face.
"Your master will be down shortly." Nikolai informs me.
"Um okay, thank you." Then he and Gwen head out the door, and I'm alone yet again. I flop down on my bed to wait for Will. I lay back and realize how mentally exhausted I am. I have so many thoughts running through my head right now; I wonder how much of this I should tell Will. He should know all this too especially the fact that there’s a war going on right now.
"Yeah I should him tell," I say aloud.
"Tell him what?" I bolt straight up on the bed and look to the door. Oh thank god it’s just Will.
"Oh my gosh, you scared the heck out of me." He starts chuckling, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to, but now I know how easily scared you are. That'll come in handing in the future," he says as he takes a seat on his bed.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I can't tell you it's a secret." He says as he puts his index finger to his lips making a shhing sound.
"Ha, you’re so weird." I said shaking my head. He can be very funny when he wants to be.
"I'm weird, well now that's just hurtful." He puts his hand to his chest mocking hurt. Now that's just too cute, I can't help but continue to laugh.
"So did you get your dinner?" He questions. "Oh yeah Gwen came, It was some type of stew, I liked it.
"That's good."
"Did you get to eat yet?" He was up there for a long time so maybe he did.
"Uh, no but Calder invited me to have dinner with him tonight."
"Oh, okay how long do you think you'll be?"
"Uh, well I guess he's kind of making it into a welcome party type of thing. So I'm not really sure how long I'll be."
"Oh, are you sure that's such a good idea though?" I don't know why but my gut was telling me that it might not be the best idea.
"Well I don't really have a choice I don't want to insult him, so I have to. I'll try not to be too long, so you can just go to bed; you don't have to wait up for me."
"Um, okay if you sure." I still don't have a good feeling about this, but he’s right he might really insult Calder, and we have to keep pretenses up, so there is no other option.
"Yeah, I'm sure it'll be fine." He gives me a reassuring smile and ruffles my hair again. Why does he always have to do that, my hair already feels oily and gross and I bet it looks worse too.
"Hey, so what were you saying before?"
"Before?" I give him a confused look.
"Yeah, when I walked in the room I heard you say, "Yeah I should tell him."
"Oh right, well I have some things to tell you." I wonder if I should tell him the whole story like Gwen did for me or just cut to the chase.
"Okay let’s hear them." I look over at his face and it's filled with curiosity. I grab a pillow and lay it across my stomach getting comfortable. Okay so were should I start. I absentmindedly start playing with my fingers.
"Okay, so when Gwen brought me my food......... "Knock- knock."
Why am I always getting interrupted mid-sentence. Will stands and opens the door, and there stood Don the creepy old guy from before.
"Can I help you," Will questions.
"Captain Calder wants me to escort you to dinner." He sounds more formal, but I can still hear that faint southern accent.
"Yes of course, just give me one second." Will has went back into his "master mode" as I'm now calling it. His voice becomes all emotionless but more polite.
"Whitney, you're to stay in this room, I mean it don't go anywhere. I'll be back later, understood?"
"Yes of course Master." God that's getting annoying to say. He gives me a smirk and winks before exiting, but Don doesn't see since Will is facing away from him. I try and to hold back a smile because Don is still staring at me, what a creeper he is.
They both finally leave, and I breathe a sigh of relief. But then I realize I never got to tell Will about all the information I gathered from Gwen. I guess I'll just have to wait till tomorrow to tell him.
I lay back down on the bed. Maybe I should wait up for him, but I am kind of tired and he did tell me not to.
I should just go to sleep; it’s been a long information back day. So I turn over and lie on my stomach, I grab my pillow and lay my head on it. The blanket is very itchy and it's not too cold so I don't need it. It doesn't take long till I feel myself falling into a deep sleep.
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Later in the night I start to stir awake, because I feel the bed sink in. But I'm so tired and just want to go back sleep I just ignore it. Only what feels like a few seconds later I hear I low growl.
My eyes instantly shoot open and I'm wide awake now. I lay frozen on the spot, I'm too scared to look, but I'm too scared not to. I take a quick peek toward Will's bed, since my eyes had time to adjust to the darkness, and it's empty, oh god he’s not there.
Then I don't know why I didn't notice before, but I feel as if someone is staring at me. I keep debating back and forth to look or not to look, that is the question.
Okay look, I might as well see the thing that might end my life. Since I'm still lying on my stomach I slowly start turn over so I'm now laying on my side.
I don't hear anymore growling that can be a bad or a good thing; I'm not sure which though.
I finally look to the end of the bed, and I see a silhouette of a person there. My heart beats start to pick up profoundly, oh my god who is it.
"Wi-Will, is-is that you?" No answer the figure is just sitting there.
Then suddenly it flings its self forward on top of me. I'm instantly pushed flat to the bed, while whoever it is straddles me and leans all their weight on me making it very difficult to move.
Now I'm defiantly sure the person is male from the rock hard chest pressing against mine. I try pushing him off with my hands, but he grabs a hold of both my arms and pins them at my sides.
I keep trying to wiggle free but he is just too heavy. I finally give up and squeeze my eyes shut, trying to keep from crying out of fear. I then feel him lean up toward my face and feel him push his face into the crook of my neck. I instantly tense up, oh god what's he going to do.
He then inhales deeply into my neck, and releases what I think is a sigh, which causes goose bumps to erupt all over my body.
But I'm sure I smell the scent of alcohol coming from him. Then the person starts growling lowly, and I can feel the vibration from his chest, it sends a shivers up and down my spine.
I feel so uncomfortable and start to panic "please stop, just get off me please!" I shout desperately trying to get him to get off. The guy takes his face away from my neck and nuzzles my cheek all while still growling.
"Ple-please whoever you are just please stop, leave me alone." I practically whimper it out, I'm so scared. The person stops, and I bravely turn my head to face him. I would recognize those cerulean blue eyes anywhere, its Will.
Oh, my, god!
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“Sometimes questions are more important than answers.” ~Nancy Willard~
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Authors note: Okay I can not tell you how sorry I am that this took sooooooo long update. But life got in the way again. I cant tell you when I will be able to update again, because my birthday is this coming weekend and I have a lot of stuff planned inbetween now and then so I have no idea when I will be able to update. But I promise I will try to get it out sooner than I did this one.
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