Amoria
Chapter 3- Explanations
Disclaimer- No sadly I don't own it.
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As I sit here in the eerie silence that has settled over the room I squirm and fidget not making eye contact with anyone or anything; except for the floor. Look not a speck of dust…I think to my self trying to keep my mind off how strange it feels being in the same room as the woman who gave birth to me then gave me away. Ok, I can't take it anymore!! I feel the need to move, after a few more minutes I get up and approach the door, but just as I place my hand on the knob…
"Wait." Elizabeth called quietly. I turned around; still with my eyes glued to the floor, for I did not want her to see the fear and frustration etched on my face.
Me? Fear? I mentally scolded myself me afraid of this skinny lass? Right as I thought that I regretted it. I felt the need to say something, but she spoke first.
"I'm sorry…" she started, her voice barley audible "I mean you have to understand, it wasn't met to be this way…"
"Tell me then! What was it supposed to be like then?" I stated bluntly, now barely in control of the raging emotions within me and putting back on my unemotional mask. She looked up at me and shook her head, apparently trying to clear her head.
"Amoria you don't understand, I mean..." she sighed "I couldn't keep you here just think of the reputation; the image—"
"The image I would've created for you and your perfect little family?" my rage was slowly building more and more; like a pot or boiling water. "What about my father? Why not him?" At this she looked up at me and the answer was clear. "He doesn't know, does he?"
"No." she whispered simply.
"Why?!?"
"He….He…Jack Sparrow is a pirate and I just didn't want you to turn out like that!" She explained.
"I'm sorry if I was too much of a burden for you! Just so you know if Mrs. Humelee had not died so suddenly, I had almost saved up enough money to buy a ship and pay for a crew." I said with no expression. I turned on my heel and walk silently out of the room before she had a chance to register what happened.
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I lean very still barely breathing with my ear pressed up against the door listening to the conversation between Will and Elizabeth.
"….Will, it's her, we need to do something!" Elizabeth protested.
"The best we can do is to give her a home and a family." Will replied.
"Will you know that's not true, we—" At that moment I shifted my weight and the floor creaked. They stopped talking for a moment then began to whisper. I couldn't make out anything of what they were saying, so I gave up. I returned to my bed and pulled my journal out from under the mattress and began to write of the days events. I've had the journal since I was a tot or at least as long as I can remember. As I write I begin to dose off…..
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As I slept I recall someone unlocking and entering my room, then I heard whispering, but that's all I remember…
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