Author's note: Hey guys how u doin? i have another chapter yay! first of all thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favourited and followed. I hope your enjoying my story hope i wont let you guys down, i'm having alot of fun writing this so i'm super happy you guys seem to be liking it too. Anyways without any further delay i give you chapter 12 :)
Chapter 12
Lancelot sat on the grass watching Gwen pacing up and down anxiously rubbing her hands together unsure what to do with them. The Green envy waved through his heart as he noticed the worried expression gracing Gwen's beautiful face, it was obvious that look was only reserved for one Arthur Pendragon. How he wished he could just burst and declare his feelings so maybe Gwen could wear that expression for him one day. Shaking his head he tried to get rid of his selfish thought's and spoke up "Relax Gwen he's a grown man, I'm sure he'll meet us soon maybe he went home to check on Merlin he did seem reluctant to let him go" The curly haired woman stopped in her tracks and sent him a little glare which was gone in a flash as her features returned to worry. "It's been half and hour it doesn't take that long to go to the toilets, he could of called if he was leaving OH GOD! does he only care how Merlin is, how he feel's." Lancelot blinked like a cow at the sudden angry outburst from Gwen who was always calm, sweet and understanding.
Deciding this was not helping Lance stood up brushing the excess grass off his back "Okay you come sit, i'll call him again we'll wait another 10 minutes then we'll see what's going on" Gently he grabbed Gwen's shoulders guiding her down to the spot he only occupied seconds ago. Pulling out his mobile he dialed Arthur's phone once again glancing at Gwen he smiled to reassure her 'This is Arthur, i'm sorry i can't take your call..." Hanging up Lance sighed turning around he shook his head at a hopeful Guinevere who was looking hopeful but her face dropped once again.
"10 minutes it is then" Lance sat beside Gwen who was holding her knees near her chest arms hugging herself slightly.
"It hurts so much" Lancelot looked puzzled at that statement as Gwen sighed heavily.
"It hurts so much, when i try so hard to get him to notice, for him to care about me more, for him to just return a gesture for once but he never does" Gwen gasped as a tear escaped from her chocolate brown eyes and rolled down her cheek.
"I do everything in my power to have him return my feelings, i drop hints, dress up, try to make myself attractive but nothing works" Gwen felt ashamed as her voice broke at the end. Lancelot nodded in sympathy "I know Gwen I know the feeling, There's a girl i know who i'm crazy about but she has no idea either It's heartbreaking loving someone on sided." Gwen looked up locking her eyes with the handsome man and smiled slightly in understanding. "Who is she Lancelot?" she questioned him becoming more curious by the second. Lancelot brought his thumb to her elegant face and wiped at the stray tear before blushing and smiling he felt bold, he felt ready.
"If you tell me who he is, i'll tell you of her"
She smiled as the silence lingered. "1,2,3..."
"Arthur"
"Guinevere"
Lancelot knew that name would come from the pretty mouth but it still felt like someone was decorating his heart with sharp knives. He smiled helplessly as Gwen just stared at him in shock.
Meanwhile in a dark and what felt like secluded location, Arthur Pendragon's eyes fluttered open to discover even more darkness great. First thing he noticed was he was sitting upright in a uncomfortable chair, and he couldn't move his hands as they were tied behind him. Glancing down at his legs he couldn't make any sense what was going on but his legs were bound by the same rough thick rope he guessed. A fabric of some sort was draped across his mouth so he struggled in this position as he attempted to break free all he could manage was "hmmm, hmmpf, hmmm" he was helpless, and dammit Dr Arthur Pendragon didn't deal with helplessness well. Everyday of his life he dealt with all kinds of immense pressures, strain, and difficult situations which tested his sanity. But not having clear facts, answers or an explanation that ate at him until he went crazy.
Just then he heard the turning of a door knob and the door holding him captive creaked open like the do in horror films he gasped as a bright light assaulted the room and Arthur's sense's. Blinking once or twice he adjusted to the change of lighting and took the opportunity to take a look around, the room was decorated elegantly with rare paintings on display as well as scented candles and the finest ancient antique furniture. A man walked in wearing a crisp smart suit, his eyes dark, his brown hair short and slick. The guy's biceps and muscles were bulging in his shirt Arthur noticed as the guy drew closer and closer the man pulled the gag free from the blonde's mouth and smirked "Your a pretty one alright" his voice was hoarse and rough and didn't match the guy's look or maybe it did. The bulky guy's smirk grew bigger as Arthur gulped uncontrollably great he was about to be raped by this guy Arthur thought to himself as the guy smirked at stared at him like he was a piece of meat.
"What the hell is going on? who are you? and what do you want?" Arthur tried to sound demanding and not like a 14 year old girl.
Bulky guy just straightened up stepping back "Patience, pretty one all your questions will be answered." He nodded towards the door where another figure stepped into the room, as the light hit the other figure's face Arthur's eye's bulged and grew as wide as hippo's.
No, it couldn't be.
The figure smiled.
"Hello Arthur."
Author's note: ohhhhh, quite proud of that cliffhanger mwahaha did ya like? read and review please. Forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes and all the sighing too lol who is the figure? what does he want with Arthur? what will happen next? share your theories in reviews lemme know i love hearing from you and it fuels the writing machine that is my brain :)
