As we got closer to the port, the more nervous I was getting. Sure his boat was still in the dock and looks like it will be when we dock, but would we be able to pull this off. It has been awhile since I've even came up with a plan, let alone try to make one happen. Somehow though, with all these doubts, I feel like we will pull this off or at least be willing to die trying. It's true these last few days or weeks, I dunno how long we've been down here for, have been the best so far on this boat, but it's isn't enough. I need to be free again, free to explore the seas, free to do whatever I want.
Suddenly the boat stops, this is it. The time have come. We wait a little while as we know all the crew members will be on the deck. My heart is pounding so hard, I've never been so nervous in my life. I've never been in a position where the outcome purely depends on luck. It doesn't matter how good our plan is, if we get caught we are done for. It goes quite outside, I look at Netherlands waiting for his signal. He nods his head and opens the trap door slightly. He opens it fully, I presume it's all clear and follow him.
We walk quickly towards the gangway, then we hear a voice.
"I thought you where dead, well this time I'll make sure you bastards are!"
Shit he's found us, I go to run, but he grabs my arm. I turn around trying to use my other arm to loosing his grip, but it was no use. I turn my head around, I see Netherlands on the dock looking petrified, like he wants to help but doesn't know what to do.
"Run, run to you're ship, get it ready, I'll be fine, honest," I beg to him, seeing him like that hits something within me I close my eyes and became deep in my thoughts. Maybe I'm snapping mentally, great. I turn to face him again, he's dragging me somewhere. I can't take this anymore, I've had enough of this guy determined to run my life for me. I'm my own person, I make my own decisions, this is my life! What does he have over me to do this to me, make my life hell. I remember what I told myself before docking, I'm willing to die trying to escape, I can't give up this easily now, I simply can't.
I open my eyes, I see his the blade of his sword in the air. He swings his arm, the blade coming down as his arm did. I suddenly grab his wrist, I feel a liquid trickle down my neck, but It can't be to serious or I would be in darkness right now. I look up, looking deep in his eyes, My eyes burning with fire, anger. I move my leg with such force, kicking him in the stomach. He grunts, falls back slightly, dropping the sword as he does. I pick it up, look at it for a second, but realizing he's regaining his composer my arm moves re-actively. He gasps for air, I realize what I have done. I've stabbed him, like he stabbed Netherlands awhile back. I quickly draw out the sword and chuck it in the water, then I look at him.
"That is for all the pain you've put me and him through. You thought you could get away with controlling our lives. Let me tell you something, we are in control of our lives, like you are in control of yours. We make out own decisions, if our decision is to not be on your filthy ship anymore then we don't have to be anymore. Got it!"
I ran to the Netherlands boat, pushing past everyone who are there. I ignore the whispers, the dirty looks, I just want to be free again. I practically jump on his ship as they did they hoisted the anchor and set sail.
Netherlands comes over to me and hugs me. I collapse in his arms and start to cry. Finally I'm free, all this time I've been thinking about being free, I never thought I would be.
"Shh shh it's fine now, we're outta there, we can enjoy life now," he whispers in my ear while stroking my hair gentle.
I nod my head gently, not wanting to leave his grasp right now. It felt like eternity in his arms, the sea air gently flowing through our hair, the sounds of the waves gently crashing on the ship.
"I…. I don't want to leave you just yet," I manage to blurt out
"You don't have to yet, remember we still need to find you're ship, that could be anywhere in the sea. Promise me this though, when we eventually depart, don't forget me. We can make a truce, not to attack each other, to help each other out when we are in trouble, how does that sound?" He replies softly but seriously.
"I promise," I lean into him and kiss his lips, not waiting for this moment to ever end.
Author's Note: One more chapter to go then it's finished, it's been so much fun writing this. I hope you guys enjoy this :)
