Chapter 9 – Anne Morgan – Kidnapped!
Anne Morgan closed the door and slid down the wall, hugging her knees, her fingers on her lips. He had kissed her! She felt her face flush lightly and tried to stem a smile. He had kissed her, and it felt...nice. Anne Morgan wanted more, but shook sense into her head.
She fell asleep with her hand still on her lips.
"Morning crew." She said brightly as the first rays of sunshine grew from the horizons. "Get up now yer rats, time to make port!"
Mr. Avary stumbled on deck, his face was green and he held his head in one hand, a piece of paper in another. "This we need Captain." He said before running to the side of the deck to throw up.
Anne Morgan tried not to laugh. If they hadn't drunk so much rum last night, they wouldn't be in a hangover today. Last night...Anne Morgan's cheeks turned scarlet as she remembered what had happened last night and her hand went to her quivering lips. He had kissed her, and it had felt good. She wanted more of that fire that had melted her heart straight through.
"Captain? Are you alright? Yer all red!" Little Jack Boy exclaimed, pulling his captain's arm, trying to catch her attention.
"S-sorry?" Anne Morgan shook the images from her mind to find the crew looking at her. "What are you looking at?" She demanded.
"This is how much gold we have left captain. I kept telling yer, and telling yer but you were daydreaming." Little Jack Boy exclaimed loudly for everyone to hear.
"Belay your nonsense!" Anne Morgan growled and snatched the little slip of paper. "Off you go now. Prepare to make port!"
She unfolded the slip and read the amount of gold that they still possessed. It wasn't a big amount, but they weren't going poor either. Without another word, she went to fill up her bag with half the gold, in the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of Hunter yawning and stretching. Her cheeks flooded with colour and she hurried inside.
Anne Morgan had not set foot on land since the death of her mother and father. She felt afraid, unsure and insecure.
"I'll leave the repairs to you Master. Avary. Master Kelly, you'll be in charge of clothing and Mr. Blackheart, you will gather all our necessities for the voyage." Anne Morgan divided. "Hurry off now gentlemen. You've yer own bag of gold, spend the day off. Tomorrow at sunlight, we shall set sail."
She watched as her crew dispatched in twos and threes and she felt lonely. Her plan was to find an inn and stay there until the time came for them to leave.
"So Captain. Where should we go first?" Hunter's voice caused her to jump and she dared not to breathe.
"I-I don't know." She replied as calmly as she could and began walking. To her dismay, Hunter followed her.
"So...you've never set foot on land have you?" He asked the obvious question.
"Yes I have!" Anne Morgan insisted.
"When?" Hunter demanded. "Since your parents were hung 10 years ago?"
The image of her parents burned inside and her eyes were all glass with tears. "Yes." She whispered.
