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Djaq
I go back to my bucket and my scrubbing brush, I don't know the boy so I have no reason to tell him how stupid he is.
Is he stupid? Life here is hell and he will get the beating to end all beatings for running away, however where else would he go? I can still remember the horrible pit in my stomach when I had got out of the cart, I'd helped the gang with their rescue and then everyone had ran off.
I was alone in a foreign country, I didn't know anyone or have anything. The rest of the slaves had ran off a while ago, before I went down to save Little John. I can remember wandering through the forest not having a clue what to do, I didn't even know where to go to get out of the forest, and then I fell over a trap with two lovely rabbits inside. I decided to at least ask the gang for a way out, perhaps they could tell me where the nearest port was. The fact I ended up asking them to let me stay forever is not the point, the point is I at least knew someone. Where could he have possibly gone? Who did he have? But then again what's the idiot doing running away without a plan?
"Michael!" I hear Higgins yell, "Get here now!"
The poor damned fool walks past me and I hear a plop as something falls into the bucket. I reach in to find out what he's dropped.
"Hey Michael!" I begin as I bring something out and then I stop staring at the thing in my hand, it's a tag…a Robin Hood tag…I turn it over in my hand and I see the small heart on the back. I bring it to my lips and kiss it lightly.
"Djaq please wait!" Will had yelled looking after me, "Djaq please!"
I had ran through the woods, trying to ignore him just wanting to get as far away as anyone as I possibly could. All I wanted was to be alone so that I could collapse, I was having an incredibly horrible day and it was turning me girlie, I just needed to be away from him.
"Djaq!" he had yelled,
I'd jumped up the nearest tree and hidden in the branches, crying to myself, trying desperately to stay quiet. I didn't hear him I just felt his arms wrap round me.
"What's wrong habibi?" he'd whispered in my ear, (my love)
"It's nothing! Please Will, just leave me alone!"
"No, Djaq, I love you. Please let me look after you."
"No! I don't want you to look after me, please Will just leave me alone and let me have my girlie moment!" I was screaming at him! Hitting him trying to force him to go away, he held my wrists gently stopping me from hurting myself or him.
"Djaq, I'm not going to leave you here like this." He had stated calmly, "I love you. Here is your choice, I can just sit here quietly and let you have your girlie moment. I will move along the branch and you can forget I'm here, or you can let me hold you. Stop fighting me Djaq and I will be here for you."
"Thank you Will." I had whispered and I'd slowly sat up,
"What's wrong?" he'd said,
I couldn't tell him, my problems suddenly felt stupid, I didn't want to tell him about my stupid insecurities.
"I love you." I'd whispered, "More than I've ever thought I could love anyone. I know it is silly and we can't openly be together, it would be awkward in camp and would give the sheriff a way to hurt us beyond all recognition. But I hate it . I want to be yours. I want to hold your hand in public! I want…I want… I don't know! I'm being stupid."
"You are not stupid." He had said, "And I know what you mean, there are so many nights when I wish I was holding you in my arms. I want to punch Allan every time he makes a joke about you. But Djaq, I am yours see."
He'd taken his tag off and handed it to me. I'd scoffed,
"This is your Robin Hood tag, it means you belong to Robin, not me."
"Turn it over."
I'd turned it over in my hands and on the back the amazing craftsman had carved my name inside a heart.
"I love you." I'd whispered choking on a sob,
"My loyalties are with you Djaq, always to you, I am yours."
I'd lent into him and kissed his collar bone,
"I'm yours, I'm all yours. Just yours."
I hold on to the tag clutching it tightly, smiling at the memory
My gang are coming for me.
I jump up and run after Michael,
"Stop! Where did you get this?" I grab him and I spin him round to me, I see he is counting, he looks at me and then gets to 150
"Inzil!" he whispers, (Get down!")
He drags me to the floor as all hell breaks loose!
