IM SORRY I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF. I HAD TO POST THIS EVEN IF ITS WITHIN TWO HOURS OF THE LAST ONE HAHA. I COULDN'T NOT. I was just too excited
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Chapter Thirteen.
18 Years ago, Istanbul, Turkey..
" Abe?! Ibrahim, I cannot run any further, please?! Stop!" Pulling back on his hand, I supported my stomach with my other hand. Panting, I could feel the perspiration running down the back of my neck being caught in the layers of my dress. Had I not been seven months pregnant, heavy with our child, my endurance would might have been as fast or faster than him.
"Love, you must keep going. I cannot lose you both!" With frantic eyes I could see the desperation, the sadness and urgency. For the sake of our child, I nodded, gathered my breath and composure and squeezed his hand urging him forward, trying to keep pace with him.
I was fleeing, something that I had never thought that I would ever have to do in my life. I was a Scottish woman, brave and strong and running was never something we did. Turkey was at war with China though, and the Chinese were a force to reckon with, especially when they had France and America behind them for back up.
Our King, King Ali – my brother in law, had wronged the alliance of the seven power countries of this time. Turkey's founder also China, had been wronged. Ali had broken the relationship with greed and selfishness. He had suddenly taken the taxes of the people, stopped all contact with China. No trade, no contact with the outside countries. No one in and no one out. He was truly a tyrant.
He planned a revolt over China, greed had brought an image that he could take possession of a bountiful country. Boy had he ever been wrong. And now, even after the Chinese had killed him, they were worried of usurpation. Now, they were after the Royal line and everyone in that line under Ali should be killed – including me and Ibrahim, brother to Ali, and youngest prince of Turkey- next in line.
Soldiers of our military ran alongside us, supporting our sides as shields as the soldiers of the opposing army were everywhere. Nowhere was safe.
"We are almost to the water Janine. You will travel to Russia – you will be safe there!" I could hear abe calling back to me. But why was he only referring to me?
"- I will be staying behind, but you will have everything you need love." Slowing down again I couldn't believe what I was hearing!? He wasn't coming with us? He pulled my arm again.
"Janine Please- "Abe, what do you mean you're staying!?" Staring at him he stopped us now. " I will come back for you, my men will protect you and once in Russia you will stay Alive." Feeling him cup my cheek with his hands, I couldn't help but lean into his touch.
"When it is safe, and war is over, I WILL find you and our child." Placing his hand on my stomach I smiled lightly feeling the child move under their fathers touch." – She will be beautiful, just like her mother and when I see her I will know." Smiling through my tears I rubbed my stomach feeling a bigger movement.
"How do you know it will be a she?" I asked moving once more, continuing toward our destination. I could faintly see the side of Abes face turn into a smile.
"I just know it will be a girl. Do me a favour though –" Turning to me, he stopped us again.
"Anything for you Ibrahim."
"Rosemarie. Name her Rosemarie." Looking at him I let the name swim around in my head a little longer.
"I love it. Why Rosemarie though? What if it's a boy?" His warm laugh emanated around me. "It wont be a boy." He laughed, never giving me the real reason as to why he wanted the name Rosemarie. I could see the tree's start to clear way and a body of water was coming into my vision.
Shaking my head, I could see the ship now docked and waiting. My nerves now unsettled and my naseau strong and known. This reality was realer and realer by the minute and I was in the heart of it.
Stopping now at the dock my eyes began to tear again, because this I knew would be my parting from the man that stole my heart. It may have been a rough start with our arranged marriage – but I grew to be friends with him, and grew to love him. Wrapping my arms around his body, I could feel my child stir within me more between us.
Kissing the top of my head- my curls a wild mess, my dress tattered on the bottom, I probably looked like a mess.
" Do not be scared love. Trust me?" Kissing my forehead now and hugging his arms a little tighter around me, I couldn't help but start to cry, feeling the sobs make my chest heave with sorrow and exhaustion.
"You will be strong, you will raise our child to be strong and tell her that you have to work hard for things in life. When I restore Turkey to its peaceful state, it will show that teaching. I love you my beautiful fire. seni seviyorum". Lifting my face to his, I pressed my lips against his taking in this moment, this moment of feeling complete and love.
Pulling back I only watched as he nodded, and suddenly hands were pulling me with force away from the man I loved and in that moment I knew I couldn't leave silently.
"ABE. IBRAHIM. DON'T SEND ME AWAY. IBRAHIM." I cried so hard the tears blurred my vision, and my chest ached. I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay and face the future with him!
"IBRAHIM, " I couldn't stop the tears.
"SENI SEVIYORUM." I could only watch as his figurev got further and further, and before I really understood or knw what was happening, I was on the ship and it was sailing away from the dock. Clucthing the rails I could feel the gentle strokes on my back, rubbing my muscles in a soothing way while I desperately cried for my bestfriend, my husband. Little did I know that those would be the last moments I would get to spend with him, and last time I would hear those words come from his mouth.
Watching the water roll by, now an hours' time away from where he boarded me onto this ship, I couldn't stop the stream of tears that re announce themselves, that flowed as fast as the waves. Staring down at my evil eye, my nazaar given to me on our wedding day- I couldn't help but kiss it and remember the moment he presented it to me, smiling at the memory.
We were standing in our chambers, I had only known Abe for a couple weeks and already they had left me in a room with him to bed him like a normal wife. As if a Scottish woman would succumb so easily to this nonsense.
I had run into our adjoining room and locked him out of it. That night he had sat on the other side of the door begging me to unlock it and I simply refused. Out of curiousness though we sat on either side talking for majority of the night. Learning about each other . Likes and dislikes. Hobbies, birthdays, colours etc.
It had to be one of my favorite moments with him. When I had unlocked the door and walked into the bedroom Abe had been sitting on the edge of the bed, but instantly stood up seeing me with that damn goofy grin on his face.
Coming over to me he had presented a small box. Carefully opening it I had been met with the most peculiar piece of jewellery.
" It's the evil eye, called a nazaar. It will ward off any evil that comes to you, any imposters that try to crawl into your bed." He had given me a wink and bid goodnight , that he would be sleeping elsewhere leaving me standing there. But little had he known that once he had left I had a good laugh and went to sleep with a smile on my face instead of my usual temper.
Looking down at the nazaar now, I prayed- prayed that it would keep me safe to one day reunite with him.
TBC.
YAY SO HOWD YA LIKE? KAY. SO . I just updated like two hours ago but I cant help it haha, I WANTED TO PUSH THIS ONE OUT . Little small but that's okay! Its going to start explaining the life of Rose and Janine to the point Janine Passes away – SOO YEAH. Should only be around 5 chapters. I HOPE YOU LIKE THEM~! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ AND REVIEWWW
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