When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions
May wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you
so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth
So is he for your pruning.
The Prophet by Gibran Khalil Gibran
Chapter 3
Buffy grabbed her bags as she heard the captain call to his crew to throw down the anchors and tie the ship's ropes to the posts on the deck. She heard the door open to William's cabin, but didn't bother to turn around.
"Buffy, love. Are you almost ready?" asked William gently placing his hand on her shoulder.
Buffy stiffed her shoulders and shook his hand off. Not answering William's confusion, shown through his eyes, she answered, "I am. I just need to freshen up a bit before getting off and meeting my aunt and uncle."
"Is something wrong?" asked William.
"No, why would there be?"
"You just seem a bit, well, I don't know...upset with me?"
".......Its not that you did anything wrong, its just I can't do this."
"Do what, pet?"
Buffy let out a frusterated sigh and threw her arms out in the air. Gesturing to him and her by sticking her arms out and touching her own chest then his, she said, " Me and you. We can't have this thing between us because it won't last. It will i never i0 last. You and me are from two different worlds and cultures."
"But that's the beauty of it."
"No, its not. You will always be on trips with your father and I respect that. Its what you love, dear William. Even if you want to be with me, its not what you love. Love and want have to both be directed at the same thing or it just won't work...function out properly."
" Who ever said life worked out properly? And I do love you. With all my heart. I do, I swear."
"Don't say such foolish things," replied Buffy, shaking her head.
"Its not foolish. I'm beginning to think that the real reason for you not wanting to remain in this relationship is-"
"Is what, William! What!" yelled Buffy, getting tired of his stubborn response to her wishes.
" If you would let me finish I would say what. I think the real reason for you not wanting to remain close friends with me is because I am of lower class. I know what girls like you think. Oh, look at that awful, disgusting man. He's worthless. He's the captain's son he could never buy a loaf of bread if he wanted to. He surely can't buy me the jewels and luxury items that I would dream about. Just leave him to rot!"
Buffy slapped the left side of his face, leaving a red spot on his cheek.
William looked shocked for a second but continued to talk. " Wasn't it you, Buffy, that said you didn't want to sleep out there with such filthy people?"
Buffy remained silent, looking down.
"They might not be the cleanest and healthiest people you've seen, but all in all, they are still people. They have blood and bones. They have hearts and souls and feelings. They have everything you were born with except wealthiness. They weren't all brought up by rich grandfathers that grew up to be spoiled brats!"
Buffy looked up with unshed tears in her eyes and a frown marked on her face.
"I wish I had never come here. I wish I never met you. My life is even more horrible then it was before I got on this ship!" cried Buffy.
"Its always about you. When have you ever cared about someone else?"
"I hope you die in the devil's arms, William! I hope you burn in hell!"
"The feeling is mutual, although, I bet that you really will end up in hell from what I've seen."
Buffy grabbed her bags and ran past William slamming the door. She leaned against it once outside of the cabin and cried like a rainstorm called on by the heavens to clean the earth.
William sat down clenching his jaw, hating himself for all the hurtful things he had just said. He took his head in his hands and smoothed his hair out of his face. As soon as he heard the ship's bells ring of the arrival at Wethersfield, he got up and washed his face with a washcloth. He fixed his collar and buttons on his vest and head outside of the cabin to help unboard the passengers.
After William helped about twenty five people off the ramp, it was Buffy's turn to be helped. He had an apologetic look on his face as he reached for her bags, but Buffy simply ignored him, not daring to look at his face.
He watched her back as she walked away into the monsterous crowd. He could only wish to have her forgive him and stay with her for an eternity. When he thought about it, he wished for a lot of things. The only wish that would ever, maybe someday, come true was the ship belonging to him. Every other wish and dream he had was shattered. William didn't look at life as a time of great opportunities, but whenever one happened to pass by, he would surely snatch it and it seemed this time he wasn't quite quick enough. Most definitly would someone else get to her before he would ever have a chance to fix things again with Buffy. William didn't want to think about that though. The day that she came back with another man was the day that he would grieve about it, but for now, all he could do was hope.
William took one last look at the crowd and when not seeing Buffy, he turned the other way and walked over to the little fish and chips diner.
A/N: I know, short chapter, but I didn't want to mix the next chapter's events with this one. Hope you enjoyed reading and review!
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions
May wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you
so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth
So is he for your pruning.
The Prophet by Gibran Khalil Gibran
Chapter 3
Buffy grabbed her bags as she heard the captain call to his crew to throw down the anchors and tie the ship's ropes to the posts on the deck. She heard the door open to William's cabin, but didn't bother to turn around.
"Buffy, love. Are you almost ready?" asked William gently placing his hand on her shoulder.
Buffy stiffed her shoulders and shook his hand off. Not answering William's confusion, shown through his eyes, she answered, "I am. I just need to freshen up a bit before getting off and meeting my aunt and uncle."
"Is something wrong?" asked William.
"No, why would there be?"
"You just seem a bit, well, I don't know...upset with me?"
".......Its not that you did anything wrong, its just I can't do this."
"Do what, pet?"
Buffy let out a frusterated sigh and threw her arms out in the air. Gesturing to him and her by sticking her arms out and touching her own chest then his, she said, " Me and you. We can't have this thing between us because it won't last. It will i never i0 last. You and me are from two different worlds and cultures."
"But that's the beauty of it."
"No, its not. You will always be on trips with your father and I respect that. Its what you love, dear William. Even if you want to be with me, its not what you love. Love and want have to both be directed at the same thing or it just won't work...function out properly."
" Who ever said life worked out properly? And I do love you. With all my heart. I do, I swear."
"Don't say such foolish things," replied Buffy, shaking her head.
"Its not foolish. I'm beginning to think that the real reason for you not wanting to remain in this relationship is-"
"Is what, William! What!" yelled Buffy, getting tired of his stubborn response to her wishes.
" If you would let me finish I would say what. I think the real reason for you not wanting to remain close friends with me is because I am of lower class. I know what girls like you think. Oh, look at that awful, disgusting man. He's worthless. He's the captain's son he could never buy a loaf of bread if he wanted to. He surely can't buy me the jewels and luxury items that I would dream about. Just leave him to rot!"
Buffy slapped the left side of his face, leaving a red spot on his cheek.
William looked shocked for a second but continued to talk. " Wasn't it you, Buffy, that said you didn't want to sleep out there with such filthy people?"
Buffy remained silent, looking down.
"They might not be the cleanest and healthiest people you've seen, but all in all, they are still people. They have blood and bones. They have hearts and souls and feelings. They have everything you were born with except wealthiness. They weren't all brought up by rich grandfathers that grew up to be spoiled brats!"
Buffy looked up with unshed tears in her eyes and a frown marked on her face.
"I wish I had never come here. I wish I never met you. My life is even more horrible then it was before I got on this ship!" cried Buffy.
"Its always about you. When have you ever cared about someone else?"
"I hope you die in the devil's arms, William! I hope you burn in hell!"
"The feeling is mutual, although, I bet that you really will end up in hell from what I've seen."
Buffy grabbed her bags and ran past William slamming the door. She leaned against it once outside of the cabin and cried like a rainstorm called on by the heavens to clean the earth.
William sat down clenching his jaw, hating himself for all the hurtful things he had just said. He took his head in his hands and smoothed his hair out of his face. As soon as he heard the ship's bells ring of the arrival at Wethersfield, he got up and washed his face with a washcloth. He fixed his collar and buttons on his vest and head outside of the cabin to help unboard the passengers.
After William helped about twenty five people off the ramp, it was Buffy's turn to be helped. He had an apologetic look on his face as he reached for her bags, but Buffy simply ignored him, not daring to look at his face.
He watched her back as she walked away into the monsterous crowd. He could only wish to have her forgive him and stay with her for an eternity. When he thought about it, he wished for a lot of things. The only wish that would ever, maybe someday, come true was the ship belonging to him. Every other wish and dream he had was shattered. William didn't look at life as a time of great opportunities, but whenever one happened to pass by, he would surely snatch it and it seemed this time he wasn't quite quick enough. Most definitly would someone else get to her before he would ever have a chance to fix things again with Buffy. William didn't want to think about that though. The day that she came back with another man was the day that he would grieve about it, but for now, all he could do was hope.
William took one last look at the crowd and when not seeing Buffy, he turned the other way and walked over to the little fish and chips diner.
A/N: I know, short chapter, but I didn't want to mix the next chapter's events with this one. Hope you enjoyed reading and review!