Chapter 6
"Father? Why did you do that?" Victoria asked, "It was rather rude."
"I'm sorry, I wanted you to stay away from those pirates. You never know what they might do." He explained.
"But I was with Ben. He'd protect me." She told him. "But Ben isn't as skilled and strong as they are" her father continued.
"Whatever you say father" she was annoyed. "I'll be in my room." She went upstairs sat on her bed. Confused and upset by her father's behavior. She laid back and drifted asleep. She woke up and was surprised to find it dark outside.
"What? I must have slept for hours!" she said to herself, when all of a sudden she saw Ben's head pop up outside over the balcony railing. Victoria gasped, ran over to the glass doors and opened them. She ran out onto the balcony and found Ben had climbed up the side of the house to her balcony.
"Ben! What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Well, you told me to come by later and so here I am!" he explained.
"Oh, your quite right! Well I need to tell you something anyways." She said.
"What is it?" asked Ben, with a concerned look on his face.
"Well I just woke up. you can probably see. But I had this really weird dream." She started.
"What was it about?" Ben asked.
"Well there was this voice, of a man. He was saying that he missed me and that he's been thinking of me everyday since I left him and that he's looking for me. He said he's my father." Victoria told him. "Then I started talking back to him, saying things like why are you telling me I'm your daughter, I have a father already, I don't have two. Those sort of things." She finished.
"Are you sure it wasn't your father's voice?" Ben asked.
"Of course it wasn't, this voice was more slurred and a heavier accent and it sounded a little bit familiar" she said, confused.
"That is really weird. Maybe Mr. Rev- you're father, isn't really your father." He implied.
Victoria laughed. "That's impossible." She said.
"Well, you don't look ANYTHING like either of your parents. That's sort of odd. For example, your father has blonde hair, grey eyes and very fair skinned. Your mother has red hair, grey eyes and also very fair skinned. You, you have brown hair, beautiful green eyes and you are very tanned." He explained.
"It can happen Ben." She tried to make a point. "Well, I find it unusual that's all. Do you want to go outside, to town?" he asked.
"Right now?" she asked. "Yea, well if you want." He said.
"Of course I want to but how?" she asked.
"The way I got in!" he refreshed her memory.
"Okay!" she smiled mischieviously.
"Father? Why did you do that?" Victoria asked, "It was rather rude."
"I'm sorry, I wanted you to stay away from those pirates. You never know what they might do." He explained.
"But I was with Ben. He'd protect me." She told him. "But Ben isn't as skilled and strong as they are" her father continued.
"Whatever you say father" she was annoyed. "I'll be in my room." She went upstairs sat on her bed. Confused and upset by her father's behavior. She laid back and drifted asleep. She woke up and was surprised to find it dark outside.
"What? I must have slept for hours!" she said to herself, when all of a sudden she saw Ben's head pop up outside over the balcony railing. Victoria gasped, ran over to the glass doors and opened them. She ran out onto the balcony and found Ben had climbed up the side of the house to her balcony.
"Ben! What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Well, you told me to come by later and so here I am!" he explained.
"Oh, your quite right! Well I need to tell you something anyways." She said.
"What is it?" asked Ben, with a concerned look on his face.
"Well I just woke up. you can probably see. But I had this really weird dream." She started.
"What was it about?" Ben asked.
"Well there was this voice, of a man. He was saying that he missed me and that he's been thinking of me everyday since I left him and that he's looking for me. He said he's my father." Victoria told him. "Then I started talking back to him, saying things like why are you telling me I'm your daughter, I have a father already, I don't have two. Those sort of things." She finished.
"Are you sure it wasn't your father's voice?" Ben asked.
"Of course it wasn't, this voice was more slurred and a heavier accent and it sounded a little bit familiar" she said, confused.
"That is really weird. Maybe Mr. Rev- you're father, isn't really your father." He implied.
Victoria laughed. "That's impossible." She said.
"Well, you don't look ANYTHING like either of your parents. That's sort of odd. For example, your father has blonde hair, grey eyes and very fair skinned. Your mother has red hair, grey eyes and also very fair skinned. You, you have brown hair, beautiful green eyes and you are very tanned." He explained.
"It can happen Ben." She tried to make a point. "Well, I find it unusual that's all. Do you want to go outside, to town?" he asked.
"Right now?" she asked. "Yea, well if you want." He said.
"Of course I want to but how?" she asked.
"The way I got in!" he refreshed her memory.
"Okay!" she smiled mischieviously.