Hey Guys! OMG! I haven't updated for like months and months! So here's chapter 11! This is one of my favorite stories I have written and I have loved everyone who has reviewed it in the past! I hope you enjoy this! Here you go! Sorry for taking so long! I would also like to remind you once again that any traveling in the story at any time will seem much quicker than it would actually take. This is for length purposes only. Thanks! XoXo!

Back in Troy

Hector stood in the balcony of his room watching the water glisten and sparkle. Stupid Paris! If it's not one thing, it's another. He leaned over and put his hands over his face and rested his elbows on the edge. "Hector!" he heard his father yell as his door flew open. The eldest prince turned around quickly. "Hector, we have to go back to Sparta. Who knows what could happen to him there?" Priam's head shook as he paced back and forth. "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I know father. I'm worried about him too, but if we drag him back, he'll just go again."

"Hector! How could you say such a thing? I don't care, he's my son and your brother, I don't want him there alone! Where is Nereus and Nastor? I want them to go with you!" Hector looked up slowly and shrugged. I haven't seen those two idiots since we were at Sparta the last time.

"Well…go soon Hector, and bring back your brother." Priam left the room quickly and disappeared in the corridors.

Sparta

Paris sat outside on the ground leaning on the side of the hut as the beautiful yellow sun that shone above him brought warmth to his skin. He rubbed his cheek that was covered with a cloth to stop the bleeding. Carissa told him to hold tight and give her a while, but Paris was tired of waiting for something to happen. He didn't believe for a second that Lenora would ever get over this. She was afraid of him, plain and simple. He vowed to himself that he would kill the son-of-a-bitch who did this to her. Why would he do that to her? Why Lenora? Because she was alone and an easy target? Hundreds of women walk the streets alone at night and in day. Just her luck. He covered his face with his hands and sighed.

Ida opened the door and peeked around to look at Paris. He looked miserable and tired. Ida walked over to Paris and sat beside him. Paris looked up at the sky like she wasn't even there. It was an endless daze to him. "Wallowing in self pity doesn't help you or Lenora," she said flatly and stared at him, looking through those chocolate brown eyes. Paris shook his head angrily.

"What do you want me to do? She can't even look at me and she hates herself. Even worse than that, I can't even comfort her. I can't tell her that everything will be all right." Ida nodded like she agreed, but she looked up quickly.

"You're right! The best thing we can do is sit out here and do nothing! Wow, you're brilliant." Ida sighed angrily. Paris looked at Ida in curiosity and awe.

"I'm picking up sarcasim," flatly.

"Good, I'm laying it on pretty thick," she said.

"Ida, you don't know of such things, you're only—," Ida cut Paris off.

"Seven, I know." Paris gave a weak smile and laughed lightly. "I'm smart enough o know that Lenora would never give up on you." Paris looked at her sadly. How can I help anyone. "If you don't go to her, I might have to get a vase and give you a matching mark on your other cheek." Paris shook his head as he got up and walked away from the hut. Ida looked up at the sky that seemed to get more of a gray color as time passed.

"You have to eat something," said Carissa matter-of-factly. "You'll starve yourself." She took an apple and set it beside her on the bed. Lenora looked at it with disgust and sadness heavy in her eyes. Her skin was pale, the pink in her cheeks vanished like the sparkle in her eyes. She threw the apple at the floor and looked away. Carissa wanted to scream and hug her at once. Paris was losing hope and she was too.

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The man grabbed and pushed Lenora to the ground. She screamed, but nobody was around to help as she kicked her foot in his stomach. It didn't even faze him as he whispered in her ear, "Once you're gone, Paris will be too. You will be his own demise."

Lenora sat up quickly and gasped. She blinked hard and looked around. She was in her room, in her bed as the moonlight shone through her window. It was just a dream. She thought to herself about what the man had told her, what he had actually told her when he raped her. That he would kill himself as this killed me inside. Lenora was confused as to what to do. She couldn't let that happen to Paris, but she didn't feel comfortable around her or touching her, or anyone else doing those things. She longed to lock herself away in a tower and never come out. Everything would be easier that way. What can I do? Those words repeated in her mind like a record until she fell back asleep.

"Momma!" Lenora woke to the yelling of Ida outside her door. "Momma! I can't find Paris!" Her eyes widened as she thought of all the places he could of possibly gone.

She got up quickly and ran to her bedroom door and stopped short a few inches. She took a deep breath and opened it. She didn't even glance at Ida and Carissa as she walked to get her shall and shoes. "I have to find him," she said quickly and raced to the hut's little door.

"You're still in your nightgown and-," Lenora cut Carissa off quickly.

"I can't waste any time," Lenora yelled and slammed the door behind her. Ida ran after her down the back alley.

"Wait up, I'm coming with you!" the little girl yelled as she caught up to her. "Where do you think he went?" Lenora shook her head sadly as a few tears went down her cheeks. Ida noticed and grabbed her hand. "Don't worry, we'll find him!"

"I hope it's not too late," she said sadly as their pace quickened. Late for what? She gave Lenora a confused glance that she never saw as she was looked around the alley as they walked. The last time Ida saw Paris was when he had walked away from her very upset. She assumed he had just gone to clear his head and at the time she didn't care. He had wanted her to go back inside instead of walking away from his problems. He did that far too much. "Paris!" she yelled up and down the streets.

Ida joined in, calling his name, she was even more worried than before. Suddenly, someone grabbed Lenora's arm.

"Gotcha this time!" the guard laughed as he twisted her arm back behind her. "Taking the trash off the streets!" He kept laughing as his rotten-tooth smile was right up to her face.

"Let go of her!" Ida screamed and kicked her leg HARD. The guard yelped in pain as he took his other large arm and smacked the seven-year-old across the face. Lenora grunted as she kicked her other leg and bit his arm that was clasped tightly around her. The guard tripped over her foot and fell over. Lenora grabbed Ida quickly and they ran down another alley and hid in another one of Sparta's old buildings. It reminded her of the one that she was raped in and she closed her eyes tightly at the pained memories. More memories of her and Paris running away from them flooded back to her and when she threw the vase at him and screamed. She started to cry a little.

"Shhh," Ida whispered looking up at her as she put her finger up to her lips. After they were sure he was gone, they snuck out and bolted down the side of the building into the market place. They kept running as Lenora looked behind her and BAMN! They both ran into a man and fell down on their behinds. Uh oh, we're done for. She looked up slowly to see whom they ran into and was expecting to see the disgusting guard look over them with his rotten smile. Instead, she saw a much better looking man. He wore silver armor and his curly hair was tied back. His facial hair complimented his warm smile as he offered her his hand. She had seem him before, it was Hector, Paris's brother. She couldn't tell if he recognized her as well.

Hector stared at her, a half smile on his face. I know this girl, she's the one my brother was with the last time I was here. "You're that girl, where's my brother?" he asked worried, but still sounding angry all at once. Ida looked back in forth from one to the other, completely and utterly confused.

"I don't know, he's been missing since last night. I…I, it's my fault," Lenora said quickly and started to cry. Hector looked at her and gave her a questioning look. Obviously, not knowing what the heck she was talking about. "It was because of the rape." Hector's eyes widened and he gasped.

"PARIS RAPED YOU?" he said a little too loudly in the middle of the market. He pulled them away from the other people and Ida followed quickly behind. Lenora gasped and shook her head furiously, she was still crying profusely.

"No! Never! A man did and Paris blames himself for it!"

"We have to find him before he does something terrible!" Ida chirped in. Hector sighed sadly and looked down at her and nodded. After all that had happened, he knew Paris would stop running and do something much more drastic.

"Who raped you?" he asked softly. Lenora shook her head quickly again and looked down. He put his hands in hers and looked straight into her eyes. "Who?"

She shook her head again. "I don't know. He did it so Paris would hurt himself. He knew if I got hurt, that he would hurt himself. But, it was my fault too. I was so drawn into my own misery, I hurt him." Ida looked at Lenora with an open mouth. She had never told her that side of the story. That's why she leapt out of bed when she found out he was gone.

Hector went through his mind at what man would try to hurt her so he could get rid of Paris. Of course they had many enemies, and Paris wasn't exactly really liked by all men. Who would of known of this girl? Suddenly, it hit him like a ton of bricks. The only two people he could think of that would know of any of this and who he hadn't seen it a while. Nastor and Nereus. Hector sneered at the thought. They would pay. But first, they had to find Paris before it was too late.

TO BE CONTINUED……

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