IM SOOOO SORRY! IT'S BEEN FAR TOO LONG, MY LOVLIES! I am the worst… I know. A thousand apologies. You see, life has made an annoying habit of getting in the way of my writing… that and school. Definitely school, too. But I'm here now, right Smee?
Smee: (annoyed) It's been what, three, four months?
Livvy: Yes, I know, Smee. BUT I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE DEAD!
Smee: You DO realize that I have been sitting around waiting that ENTIRE time, don't you?
Livvy: Yes, well…err…. ON WITH THE CHAPTER!
Smee: Ey! MISS! You cant just expect me to go on as if nothing happened!
Livvy: You're right, Smee… you are a lady, and I must treat you like one! I'm sorry.
Smee: (sniffles) Thank you, missus.
Livvy: NOW! Enough with the sentimentalities! ONWARDS!
Smee: (wipes nose) The disclaimers, Miss. You forgot… and review responses…
Livvy: Oh yeah… those things. Ick:P I OWN NOTHING! I'll get to the responses next time! NOW ONWARDS AGAIN!
Chapter Four:
"You,"
Robyn hadn't realized exactly how much hatred could be conveyed into a single word until that moment. She swallowed, not daring to look the man in the eyes.
"Me," she responded weakly. His grip on her upper arms tightened, making itself known to her. Escape would not be so easy this time…
"You little brat. You stole my long boat!" he spat. "Well… I heard there was a party I wasn't invited to. I had to you know-" she jerked her head towards the now silent and stunned drunken crew. "check it out?" she finished.
The man huffed. "To the brig!" he shouted, shoving her backwards with enough force to send her butt first into the wooden floorboards. Which also pushed the coconut out from under her shirt. Hook's eyes widened slightly-he was a very hard man to stun, mind you.
"Stewart!" an ecstatic Graves shouted from behind him. Graves rushed forward to collect the blood-soaked sphere. "Ew!" He exclaimed once he had grabbed it. "Stewart, you're covered in blood!"
Hook snatched the coconut from the man's hands and inspected it. He then proceeded to throw Stewart to the ground and leaned down, inches from Robyn's face.
"Um, personal space, dude. I have a bubble," she said awkwardly, gesturing to the air around her. Hook grimaced and grabbed her by her bicep, dragging her to her feet.
"I would suggest you close your mouth, little girl, before I change my mind," he spat, and began to tow her up the wooden steps leading to the main deck.
"Hey! I am not a little girl! I am an adult woman! And my name is Robyn. Say it with me…Rob-yn."
Hook rolled his eyes and ignored her. "So where are we going, Hookey?" she asked as they passed the passage to the brig. Hopefully off this ship, she thought to herself.
"My cabin," Hook answered curtly. Robyn blinked her eyes. "Your cabin? Why are we going there? I really hope you don't expect-" "I suggest you stop before you get yourself into trouble, girl," he said cutting her off. "I hardly am one to force myself upon a woman, if that's what you're suggesting, and if I were it definitely wouldn't be on you."
He didn't even look down at her as he finished his short little speech. "Well good- wait! Hurtful! You know, you really should mind other people's feelings, you asshole. And why are we going to your cabin then, hm?"
They came to a stop at a huge, elaborately carved mahogany door, with a beautiful brass knob. "You do have a serious injury right now, do you not? And no matter how annoying the woman is, I will not throw and injured one into my brig without tending to the wounds. Now listen here, girl," he leaned in closer to her face, his blue eyes rimmed with a hint of red. Robyn gulped a little too loudly. "This is not an act of kindness. This is simply due to my sense of propriety. Keep that clear."
Robyn nodded vigorously. "Good." Hook said with a nod, opening the door. Robyn gasped at the sight she was greeted with.
The room was the very definition of wealth; deep velvets and silks, rich dark wooden furniture lined with gold-Gold!- and beautiful, priceless paintings from long ago decorating the walls. "Holy shit! You're RICH! This is awesome!" she said before she could bite her tongue.
Then Hook did something she never expected- he laughed. It was deep, with an almost maniacal twist, as if he were about to kill someone.
"What did you expect of the best pirate to sail the seas? I have indeed accumulated a vast amount of wealth…" he said. "Well who did you rob? The Queen?" she asked. Hook smiled. "Among others," he replied. Robyn's eyes widened.
"Remind me to hide my stash of oreos if you ever come to my house…" Hook frowned. "What are 'oreos'? Jewlery? Coins?" he asked.
"Nope," Robyn said, popping the 'p'. "Wonderful concoctions of happiness." She smiled wistfully. Hook frowned. "Happiness?" Robyn nodded.
Hook rolled his eyes. "Where is your injury?" he asked tersely. Robyn frowned and lifted her shirt to reveal the gash. "Good God," Hook whispered. "How much blood have you lost?" Robyn wrinkled her nose.
"Not that much…" After which she promptly passed out.