I faced my father, but I was so shocked I couldn't even think of a smart remark.
My left eye twitched and I pursed my lips as I stormed out of his tent.
"It will work out fine. You will see!" He yelled as he got further and further away from me.
John came running after me, but I was already halfway up my favorite tree to climb.
"Pocahontas come down and talk to me!"
"Pocahontas get down you're not a child!" John and Kanen told me at the same time. They exchanged an awkward glance, but then continued to tempt me down from the tree.
I was in disbelief at the trick my father pulled on me. He'll have someone biased choose who I should be with; most likely a villager or warrior who doesn't approve of whites. Whites are getting progressively worse, but John's not like them.
He's sweet and understanding. He loves adventure and he loves me. He's a crystal clear lake, fresh and cool. He's all I can ask for, as opposed to the ever so stiff Kanen. Whom I can compare to a raging fire, as furious and hot headed as the coals. I can't remember him ever relaxing throughout the time I've known him; he's always been so tense and uptight.
Sighing, I leapt down from the tree and into my arguing suitors.
"You are not the boss of her! She won't listen to anything you say," John huffed.
"Ha! You think I'll listen to an ignorant white talk about my wife?" Kanen hooted.
"Enough!" I yelled. I couldn't handle all this bickering. It's like they were the married ones.
"Pocahontas, we have a marriage. You can't just leave me for this white!" Kanen said.
"Watch me," I told him as I grabbed John's hand and pulled him along.
"We're going to go a long way from here," I told John as his bow-shaped lips pursed in confusion.
As we ran, Meeko and Flick had woken up and they followed with us; scampering and fluttering around him clearly excited about his return.
"Where are we going?" John asked me, with a hint of a smile on his face. Meeko and Flick fluttered around him clearly excited he has returned.
"I'm not sure," I answered. "Wherever the stream takes us," I told him with a smile as we climbed into my canoe.
We ended up canoeing to a field of flowers; one of gold, deep red, and purple colors.
Once we put the canoe away, John and I lay down in the meadow and looked up at the cornflower-blue sky.
I snuggled up to his chest and rested my head in the nook of his neck. I took in deep breath and inhaled his musky woods scent.
"I love you," I said as I exhaled.
"Huh?" John asked, waking up from his day dream.
"At first, I wasn't sure what I'd do about this whole situation," I told him, feeling the need to explain what I was thinking about. "But, I realized that I truly want to be with you and I still love you the same as before. Kanen means nothing to me, I was forced to be with him and he doesn't even treat me well!" I told him, and silent tears ran down my cheek.
John sat up and wiped the tears away with his finger, and then gently kissed my forehead.
"It's okay," he whispered as he traced the outline of my face and brushed a strand of hair from my eyes. "And I'm not going anywhere," he said before leaning in to kiss me.
We kissed for a while; I'm not sure where Meeko and Flick went, but I'm glad they left.
John and I were covered in flower petals and cuddling when a large shadow covered the sun. I opened my eyes to see Kanen standing above us.
"I think she's had enough time with you," he fumed as he pulled me away while my fingers were still intertwined with Johns.
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Author's Note: Hey guys, thanks for reading! I'm sorry I haven't been updating daily, but I've been pretty busy. I'll try and update at least once a week and make them great chapters for you all :)