35: Compromise
"You're not going alone!" Helen yelled after Sestiva as she followed her, running out the door to their small building. "You'll die out there!"
"Do you really have so little faith in me that I can't survive on my own, Helen? " Sestiva snapped, Helen being used to it had no change in expression. "You think you have to mother me over everything. I'm old enough to take care of myself you know. You aren't coming. End of story. I won't allow it."
Helen growled, upset that her own sister won't take her with her. She turned around so that her back was facing Sestiva. "If that's what you want. Have it your way then. Why don't you go ahead and sail away to Valencia. I'll eagerly await your return." Helen said, stalking off, hiding her true plans with a few simple sentences. She was going to go with Sestiva no matter what the cost.
She's so stubborn. She definitely knows that Cadiz is a big challenge, but she wants to do it on her own with is a big problem. She's already bought a small skiff to use, so all I have to do is sneak on in the middle of the night right? No, she'll probably be awake, guarding it. It is most likely that someone will try and sneak aboard the ship in the middle of the night, but no one will do it in broad daylight right?
It has to work. It must. I am not going to have my little sister's dead body rot away in Cadiz.
Helen went to her room, as quietly as she could, closing the door behind her. She locked it, and barricaded it with furniture so Sestiva couldn't come inside, not even knowing what was going on.
She fumbled through her closet to pullout her luggage bag and unlatched it, prying it open. She started packing her clothes, neatly refolding them to keep from wrinkling. She took a separate bag and put part of her rifle collection into it to take with her to where ever they were going. She wanted to leave part of it on Skull Island, just so they won't get destroyed while fighting in Cadiz.
She looked out the window. Sestiva was heading towards one of the shops to get some supplies for the trip.
This is my chance. I have to do this carefully, or she'll know I'm there.
Helen sprinted to the docks, one bag in each hand. Running to Sestiva's ship, she flung the bags onto the ship, then climbing aboard. If she used the gangplanks, it would be obvious that someone had recently walked on them. She opened the door that led below decks and went to an empty cabin. She didn't really care which one. She hid the bags under the bed and soon, she slid under it as well pulling down the cot sheets to hide her.
She could feel the wooden planks groan from the movement, so she knew that they were starting to sail, little does Sestiva know that she's on her ship.
So I have decided to introduce new characters in my sequal, Pandemic. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review!
-SamanthaHawkins