I felt a sharp pain go through my arm. I snapped my eyes open and felt why my arms were in pain. I was tied up and gage and leaning on a wall on the deck. I heard talking and saw Silver with the rest of the crew.
"I'll give the signal to move!" Silver said turning his mechanical arm into a pistol and pointing it at Scroop. Scroop murmured something under his breath before leaving the deck. Silver looked at me.
"Ah Kris nice ta see ya awake." Silver greeted with a sly grin. I tried to curse him but my voice couldn't be hear over the gag that was in my mouth.
"Well then I can't have ya in here now can I?" Silver said picking my up and throwing me into a closet that was meant to hold cleaning supplies. The gag fell out of my mouth.
"Silver!" I yelled in anger.
"Ay?" Silver answered.
"How could you do this? We trusted you!"
"Lassy ya and Jimbo are great kids, ya really are but like I said I have to give up a few things to chase a dream." Silver seemed sadden as he looked at his mechanical arm. He was about to close the door when I called him.
"Silver! I really hope your dream is worth losing everything else you have." I glared at him, hating him for what he did to us. Silver's face harden as he slammed the door. I felt a twig of pain slash through my heart. Part of me hated him but the other part wanted him to come back and tell me it was alright, that everything was going to be ok, but I knew that wasn't going to happen.
I looked around the closet to see if there was anything that could help me undo the ropes on my wrist but it was useless. The closet had been cleaned out. All that was left was a broom, bucket and scrub. I stared at the bucket and scrub remembering my second day on board the boat. It was the day before my first ball. It was the day I got hurt from falling off the crows nest. It was the day when Danta help me realize that I'm more then what I seemed. Then my memories went to yesterday. When I told Danta he wasn't family to me. I might as well have stabbed a knife through him. Danta was like an older brother to me and I shattered that idea just by a couple of words I didn't and still don't mean.
I heard the door re-open. Expecting it to be Silver I stood up but automatically stumbled to the back wall when I saw Danta. His eyes looked as if they held grief.
"Wow this is the first time I've ever seen you vurnable." He said leaning in the doorway.
"Think again." I said kicking his feet. He landed on his back which made a thump when he hit the ground. Danta stood right back up and pushed me back so he could come in and close the door behind him.
"Oh yeah you can come in." I commented.
"Your so lucky you're a girl or-
"Or what? You'll hit me? I dare you!" I said loudly in his face.
"Ahhhhh!" He yelled in frustration.
"Well, well Mr. Danta seems to be a little frustrated." He gripped his fist tightly but all I could do was smile.
"Your so-
"Shity, mean, bitchy?" I said lifting on shoulder.
"Cruel!" He yelled.
"Wow that's a new one." I said shrugging.
"I don't know what to do with you?" Danta screamed.
"Hmmm… well maybe you should just go through with your plan!"
"What?" Danta asked in confusion.
"Don't pretend like you don't know! I heard you and Silver talking the day I was injured! Either I could stay with all of you and live a life of piracy or die. So to be honest Danta I don't like this life so kill me!"
"Kris-
"It's Krista." I corrected him.
"Whatever I was going to tell you when-
"When what? When you were through with me?" I asked in defense.
"No!"
"Then what? I'm obviously too stupid to comprehend the options."
"You know what I'm done with you!" Danta yelled raising his arms in defense.
"Ha! What is it Danta? Am I to complicated for you?"
Danta pushed me towards the wall hard and placed both his hands on the sides so I couldn't get away. For the first time since I've known Danta I was actually terrified of him. He starred into my eyes so coldly I felt a chill run up my spin. After what seemed like forever, he looked at me, turned away and left. My hands still tied behind my back I fell to my knees. Tears built up in my eyes and a strange pain boiled in my throat to the point to where I couldn't swallow. My world was falling apart and it was all my fault.
Time went by as I searched the tiny room for some way to escape. I was about to give up all hope when I spotted a vent on the ceiling. It was bared and small but it was my only way of getting out. With my feet I kicked the bucket under the vent. I also kicked the scrub under the door to jam it in so no one could come in. I gave the scrub one last kick when my pocket knife fell out of my boot.
"Yes!" I whispered to myself. I leaned against the door and slide down to the floor. I laid on my back then turned to my side to try and grab the knife. My arms were numb from the ropes but I kept on trying to reach. Finally I got a hold of the pocket knife. I started cutting the ropes until a shot of pain went through my body. I had accidentally cut my hand but I kept on trying to cut the ropes. After about five minutes I was able to cut through them. I looked at my wrist and they were scarred with cuts and dried blood.
I moved my arms back and forth to get my blood flowing back into my arms. Once I felt the blood go through my arms I jumped on top of the bucket.
I Know this chapter sucks but I have writters block! I cant seem to find insperation! Please if anyone has any ideas tell me. :/
Horseygirl 96: Glad you love the story! I'm sorry for this bad chapter though.
Wherever Girl: Well I feel dumb...lol!... I should problaby fix that :)