A/N: Hey Guys, once again would just like to say thank you for the feedback. Well I hope you enjoy this chapter! It's cheesey goodnees.
Chapter 4:
Guy lay on the forest floor, unable to move, unable to speak. Above him Marian hung by her wrists , bound by rope from a tree. She shouted for his help, he could see the pain on her face, the tears in her eyes, but yet he could not move to help her. He tried to call to her, but his voice was less than a whisper.
From behind, Robin rode up on a horse. He cut Marian down from the tree and she leaped into his arms, kissing him passionately. "You'll never be good enough for her Guy, she'll always be mine!" Robin jeered, his laughter echoing around him in a deafening thunder. "Why do you always fail me Guy?" Marian hissed, hugging Robin. "I'll never love a powerless man like you!" Together they rode away into the forest, laughing at him.
Guy still lay helpless on the forest floor. It began to rain down in frightful torrents. Though he tried with all his strength, he could not move his head to stop the rain pooling in his nose and mouth. He couldn't breathe! He began to choke, taking mouthfuls of rain water into his lungs. His heart pounded in his throat, he was drowning and he could do nothing to stop it.
People pasted by but they would not help him. "You're going to die and we will watch and laugh as the light fades from your eyes!" the peasants towered over him with un-natural height, their eyes glowing red. "Nobody loves you!" they laughed. "Nobody cares!"
Guy woke with a start, his heart racing, sweat pouring off him. "Oh God.." he moaned in agony at the thumping pain in his head.
"Sssh, it's okay Guy." She soothed him. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you awake. I thought I would never get to see those blue eyes ever again." Marian whispered, placing a damp cloth on his forehead. "You have a fever, try and rest." Marian kept her head low, hiding the tears of relief that threatened to spill.
Guy stared at her in confusion, his brain unable to think straight after such a horrid dream and the current pounding in his head. "What happened? Why are you in my chamber?" Guy questioned her, his voice stern and defensive.
"Hood attacked us. He hit you with a rock and you were badly injured." She told him, eyeing him wearily.
Guy took in her appearance, her eyes were tired and drawn, and her dress, heavily blood stained. "Are you injured? If he hurt you!" He tried to sit up but the blood rushed from his head and his eyes darkened. Marian slipped in behind him, putting either leg around him, supporting his body with hers. "Be careful! You'll cause yourself even more damage. Do not worry, I am not injured." Marian wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him close against herself.
"But you are covered in blood!" he exclaimed, his sight finally returning.
Guy couldn't concentrate; his head was in a complete haze. Was he imagining Marian holding him so intimately? "Oh this is bliss. Have I fallen back asleep? Is this a cruel dream of joys I will never get to experience?"
"It is your blood I am covered in, Sir Guy. I have not had the chance to change as of yet." Putting a pillow behind them against the headboard, Marian sat back, keeping Guy resting against her body. Guy gently rested his head against the pillow alongside Marians, but the small pressure of his head against the pillow, set his nerve-endings on fire. Bolts of pain shot through his skull. He groaned in pain.
Marian hugged him closer, kissing his bare shoulder. "Are you alright?" The worry in her voice astounded Guy. "I must be dreaming, this cannot truly be happening!" he touched his head. "No, this hurts too much to be a dream" he cried aloud in pain.
"You are in agony! I will go fetch the physician!" she began to get up from behind him.
"No! Stay, please. Having you close helps, just don't leave me Marian. Please don't leave me." He pleaded, entwining his hands with hers.
There was such desperation in his voice, such sorrow. It broke her heart. Marian cringed as the memory of leaving him at the altar, sprung to her mind. "I'll never leave you, Guy. Never." She whispered, pressing her cheek lightly against his, closing her eyes.
"Yes you will. I will never have your heart…." Guy's eyes began to darken once again and he drifted back into unconsciousness.
"You already have it." Marian's heart answered quicker than her head could.
Marian was ashamed at how long she has suppressed this truth from herself. Could she now be happily married to Guy, if she had not wasted all that time waiting for Robin? Of course she would not be happy, her stubborn nature would not have let herself admit the truth, not as long as she still believed Robin was a good and true man. She would have made her own marriage a misery due to her own stubbornness. "You are a fool, Marian. I have no one but myself to blame for my own misfortunes." She hung her head in shame, resting it on Guy's shoulder.
By his short shallow breathing she guessed he was in a deep sleep. Though she was dreadfully uncomfortable, she too must try and get some sleep, she was so tired. To her amazement sleep came surprisingly easy with Guy in her arms.
Marian awoke the next morning, nestled in the blankets and furs. She reached out for Guy. "Guy? .. Guy!" her eyes shot open and she sprung up out of the bed.
On the chair by the fire, Guy was sat, trying to put his boots on. But every time he leaned forward the pain would pulse in his head, wincing he would lean back up against the chair.
"What on earth are you doing up? Get back into bed!" She ordered, staring at him in disbelief.
"Do not tell me what to do woman!" Guy hissed, his temper flaring. He was obviously frustrated by not being able to do such a simple task. "I have to get to work."
"Don't be ridiculous! The Sheriff has given you the week off to rest. You need to heal, now please get back into bed." She insisted, taking hold of his arm, trying to get him back to his bed, but he shook her off.
"I think it is you who is being ridiculous, Marian. The Sheriff does not give days off, to anyone." He got up to leave after finally putting on his boots.
"I can assure you, he gave you the week off. Guy you looked like death when the Sheriff saw you. You took a terrible blow to the head." Marian stepped in front of him, blocking his way to the door. "You need to rest."
"I do not have time to rest, Marian. Now get out of my way!"
Running to the door, Marian locked it, took the key and put it down her bodice.
"Do not think I will not reach in and get that." He advanced on her with unsteady steps.
"Guy, so help me God! You will get back into bed this instant, or I will drag you back and tie you to the bedposts!" She kept her voice low but stern, now advancing on him.
"Oh that sounds like fun to me." Guy's mouth twisted in a naughty smirk.
"Now is not the time for such nonsense. Now get into your bed." She ordered.
Guy looked deadly serious all of a sudden and he began to sway on his feet. Marian could see the blood drain from his already pale face.
"Marian, I do not feel so good.." Guy held his head in his hands, still swaying.
Marian hurried to his side, wrapping her arm around his waist to support him. "Lord he is heavy!" Escorting him to the bed she set him down gently. "Why are you resisting me in my attempt to help you?" she sighed, fetching the wet cloth from the basin to put across his forehead.
"Frustrating, isn't it?" he gave her a meaningful look. "Maybe now, you will not resist me so much in my attempts."
"Perhaps, if you behave for me. The sheriff left me in charge of your care, and he'll have my neck if anything were to happen to you." Marian began to take off his jacket. "I am worried about you Guy." She admitted. "When I was holding you in the forest, there was so much blood and you were so pale and lifeless. I thought I had lost you." Marian began to tremble with the supressed tears she so wanted to release. She would do anything to be rid of the image of Guy, looking like the dead.
Guy took her hand in his. "What has brought about this change? A few days ago you could not bare my company and now you worry for me?" he laughed half-heartedly, stroking the smooth skin of her hand.
"I did not realise how much I cared for you till I almost lost you, and I am ashamed of myself for that." Marian's voice shook with emotion. Tears brimmed in her eyes, but she could not bare to let him see her cry. She tried to turn from him but he would not let her.
"Marian." He pulled her onto his lap, but she turned her head from his. "Please, look at me." He whispered, tilting her face upwards to meet his. "Do you know how long I have dreamt about you saying such things to me? To hear you say you care for me? I feel like I am in the most wonderful dream"
Marian looked into his eyes, they shimmered with unshed tears. Marian's mind suddenly flashed to Robin and all the sweet things he would say to her. The deep love he would profess. Lies, all lies. Marian's heart ached with fresh pain. She had trusted Robin, whole-heartedly she had trusted him and he stomped on her heart like she meant nothing to him. Could she trust Guy? Could she trust any man ever again? "My heart could not take such betrayal again!" Marian sprung from his arms, backing against the wall.
"I cannot do this! I. .I can't!" she dropped her head into her hands and began to cry.
"What is the matter?" He walked to her, legs shaking and unsteady. He took her hands from her face.
"Guy please. I cannot do this!" she cried, keeping her head down. She wanted to run, get as far away from that room as possible.
"Why not?" he asked flatly.
"I am afraid." She had not meant to tell him the truth, he won't understand her meaning.
Guy snapped his hands from hers, standing back from her. "Afraid of what? Afraid of me? Of course you would never want to be with me! Such a horrid monster as myself!"
"Guy no, that's not what I meant! I am not afraid of you. Please do not get worked up, you will injure yourself!"
"Do not pretend you care! I don't know why I believed you could ever have feelings for me? A man with no power, and no land! That rock must have knocked the sense out of my head as well! I am a fool." Guy clenched his fists, his whole body tensing with anger.
Taking advantage of his weak state, Marian backed Guy onto the bed , pushing him down onto the mattress.
"Listen to me! Do not tell me how I feel, Sir Guy! I am not afraid of you. And I do care for you, honestly I do!"
"No more lies Marian." He huffed. "I am sick of your lies."
"For heaven's sake, Guy." She closed her eyes in frustration. "I am not lying to you and I am not afraid of you." She took a deep breath. " I am afraid of having you, and then you leaving me…for someone else." She admitted sadly.
Guy starred at her in disbelief. "Marian, why would you think I would ever do such a thing? If you were mine I would never let you go." Standing, Guy took her face in his hands, looking down into her sorrow stricken eyes, wiping her tears away with his thumbs.
"You have had my heart since the day we met. If I could call you mine, I would be complete. Never would I want anyone but you, no one else could compare to you. You are the one person my soul longs for, the one person I cannot live without."
"Oh Guy." Marian cried, carefully wrapping her arms around him, burying her face in his shoulder, taking comfort in his warmth.
Taking his hand, she placed it over her heart, looking up she gazed lovingly into his eyes. "All that I am, all the love my heart has to give is yours. I am yours."
Tears glistened in Guys eyes. "Marian, you have made me the happiest man off all the ages." He smiled sweetly.
Standing up on her tip-toes Marian pressed her lips to his. "I am in Love with you, Sir Guy. I have been so blind before now."
"Your pure heart will cleanse mine. You will make me a good man."
"You are already a good man, Guy" Once again she pressed her lips to his, this time deepening the kiss. Wrapping her arms carefully around his neck, she pressed her body closer to his. With a deep moan guy kissed her with un-wanton passion, licking her lower lip, begging for entrance. Marian met his tongue with hers, caressing its softness hungrily.
She ran her hands down his back to his waist. She grabbed his hips pulling him flush against her, wanting to ease the ache felt, the need to feel him.
Guy growled deeply in his chest, but pulled away from her panting, his lips swollen.
"Marian.. I think I'm.." he blinked, shook his head then started to fall back.
"Guy!" she yelled in concern. It took all of her strength to stop him falling too heavily on the bed. "Guy can you hear me? You idiot Marian!" she cursed herself. Dipping her fingers into the water basin she splashed his face.
Guy began to slowly come round. "What happened?" he asked in a groggy voice, rubbing his eyes.
"You passed out. I am so sorry, Guy. I shouldn't have kissed you in your current state! I am so embarrassed and so sorry. Are you alright? Should I fetch the physician?" she spoke quickly, turning crimson.
"I am fine, Marian." He laughed, sitting up, touching the side of his head and wincing. "You should never apologise for kissing me, for I will always welcome it. I just think I do not have enough blood to spare for my brain and.. erm.. extremities, at this time." He smiled, winking at her.
Marian blushed a shocking shade of red. "I'm sorry, I didn't think.. erm.. Ha!" she laughed nervously, playing with a lose string on her sleeve. She was utterly mortified.
Guy laughed a hearty laugh, tilting his head back in delight, then immediately regretting it as pain shot through his head. "Owe!"
"Be careful Guy! Now you should get back into bed, you need to rest."
"Alright. I am feeling a bit tired." He yawned. Marian helped him take off his boots and undershirt. She eyed his naked torso hungrily. "Oh get a hold of yourself! He's an injured man!" she mentally kicked herself.
"I must go and change my dress and freshen up." She told him.
"Yes, you are starting to pang a bit." He held his nose, teasing her.
"Hey!" she slapped his shoulder lightly, laughing at him. "I'll be back soon. I'll get you some food too, you need to eat. And you had better stay in this room, Sir Guy!"
"I will, promise." He smiled.
"Okay, I'll be quick." She kissed his cheek. Guy closed his eyes at the sensation. He would never grow tired of Marian kissing him.
"Try and get some sleep." Turning she went to the door, unlocked it and left the room. Once outside, she leaned against the door smiling to herself.
She hurried to her chamber, wanting desperately to get out of her blood stained dress. "He's right, I do smell." She cringed. Once inside she locked the door and began to untie her bodice.
"Hello Marian."
Marian spun around to see Robin standing in the centre of her room.
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