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Chapter 12: On Pain of Death
Lia's POV: After the rape
I collapsed into a fit of giggles as my mother's hands poked at my sides. I struggled to push her hands away but she fought back. My chest began to tighten up from laughing so hard.
"Stop! Mum!" I shouted playfully in between giggles, "You are going to give me a heart attack!"
She stopped and patted me on the back, as I tried to catch my breath. I turned over on my back so I was facing up at her. She smiled warmly and I smiled back.
I rolled on my side and pushed myself up. My mother walked over to my nightstand and picked up a comb, "Come here, Liana."
She sat on my bed and I sat in front of her with my back facing her. She began to part my hair into separate sections. I absently played with the hem of my nightgown as my mother started to detangle my hair.
"Sarah is coming back tomorrow morning so I won't be needing your help in the tavern." She said.
I almost jumped with joy.
"Can I go out and play with Samantha and Michael?" I said excitedly with a slight bounce.
"Oh darling, I would feel much better if you did something more…" she paused, trying to find the words, "…productive."
"What's wrong with playing pirates?" I said defensively as I began to slouch.
"Liana, sit up straight."
I quickly straightened up as my mother put the comb down and fluffed out my hair. I scooted forward and laid back, putting my head on her lap.
"It wasn't my fault the last time." I said, "The carriage seemed like a good pretend pirate ship…"
"And I'm guessing it wasn't your fault that the horse took off with you three in it and that your father had to take time off work to help pay for the damages?"
I smiled mischievously, "Yes, that's about it."
My mother laughed, "Oh what am I going to do with you?"
She began to rake her fingers softly through my hair that was spread out on her lap. My eyes began to close as my mind sank into the soothing relaxation.
"Now missy, I think its time for you to go to bed." I sat up allowing her to get up and turn my bed down. I crawled to the head and slipped inside the covers.
"All right go to sleep now." My mother whispered as she tucked me in. I closed my eyes as she kissed my forehead.
As soon as I heard her footsteps leaving and the room darkened, I opened my eyes.
I threw back my covers and went to my desk. I jumped up onto it and opened my window. Across the street was another building with a window facing mine. It was closed and inside that room was pitch black.
I picked up a button from a pouch my mother left on my desk from when she was sewing my dress earlier that day.
I lightly flicked it to the window. It bounced off the glass with a soft tap and fell to the streets below. Seconds later, the window opened and there stood Samantha in her nightgown, her hair tied up in a high ponytail which I knew her mother did every night to prevent tangles.
"What are you doing?" she asked sleepily as she rubbed her eyes.
"Mum doesn't need me tomorrow. Meet me at the school at half past one and tell Michael the same."
"Aye Aye Captain." She grins with a mock salute. I laughed.
I gasped and whirled around as I heard footsteps approaching. Without saying bye, I hopped off my desk and into my bed. I pulled the covers over me and closed my eyes.
I heard the door open but no one answered. I opened one eye and saw my mother standing there looking confused. She went to the window and closed it.
"I thought I left this closed." She wondered out loud.
She walked towards me and I quickly closed my open eye before she could see that I was clearly awake. I felt her soft hand brush my hair out of my face and tuck it behind me ear.
She leaned in and kissed me, "I love you, Liana."
"Mama?" My eyes flew open and I looked around completely bewildered.
"Mama?"
No. I saw that I was no longer in my old bedroom but still in the dark cold loneliness that was my cell. Everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours came back to me.
I crawled to the corner of the cell and drew my knees up, wrapping my arms around them. I wanted to scream and cry so badly but I knew that would draw attention.
One by one, the faces of all the pirates I had encountered came to my mind. Their expressions were of sheer joy of seeing me in pain and that sickened me.
Satisfaction was the last thing I wanted to give them. They would not have it. I closed my eyes and slowly began to put all my feelings away, bottled up inside me for no one to see.
'Be strong, my girl…'A voice in my head was brushing up against my thoughts, giving me strength. I knew what I had to do.
"On pain of death." I whispered, confirming my oath.
A/N: Lia has a father…? What about Jack? Lol! Ok for those of you who don't know and who don't read my profile (which is also my news board) I am planning a prequel. Look at my profile if you want more information on it. Your questions will be answered when that story comes out. This chapter was just an insight on it and an opening for it. Also I needed to place Lia's oath somewhere. Ohh and on smaller news, I did some editing on chapter 6. Ill let you be the finders on that one, lol!