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Chapter 2: The Party
BPOV
My mother was literally dragging me along the hallway towards the doors. She must've been in a hurry to see Daddy. I was too, but I can't walk very fast. My blue dress was swishing around my legs. The motion of my running made the material look like the ocean waves outside my window. I was so busy looking down at my feet that I didn't notice we had stopped until I heard someone start talking.
"May I present, Lady Renee and her daughter, Lady Isabella Marie." The big wooden doors opened and I could see a whole crowd of people staring at us. I don't like attention, so I tried hiding behind mother. Well, until I saw daddy making his way through the crowd. I rushed out from behind mother's legs and jumped into his arms. He smelled just the same as I remembered him – fresh cotton and the sea. I hugged him with all of my might.
He stood up and carried me back over to mother. He embraced her and gave her a kiss.
"Hey!" Daddy looked at me, still in his arms.
"What Bells?"
"You didn't give me my kiss," I said, crossing my arms and pouting. Daddy laughed and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
"That better?"
I pretended to think, about it for a minute. "Yep, we're good." Everyone around us laughed.
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The party was actually really boring if you ask me. Just a bunch of grown-ups dancing and drinking rum. I think it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into scoundrels. I heard someone say that once. I don't know what it means, but I don't think they like rum.
I was just about to go ask daddy, one of the few who hadn't had anything to drink, if I could leave and go up to my room when the door opened downstairs. Daddy looked up and over to him guards, who ran out the door to check what was going on.
"Bella, go hide in your room. Gracie will go with you, but don't let anyone else see you, understand?" I nodded my head. Gracie took hold of my arm and ran with me to the hall. We got to my room and she told me to hide in my closet. I still had no idea what was going on, but did as I was told. Gracie went a locked the door and shut the blinds in the window. She was about to go hide in the bathroom when someone started pounding on the door. Gracie didn't have time to get in the washroom before the door slammed open and several men rushed in. The grabbed her and dragged her outside where I couldn't see her. One of the men started yelling at another, whose name I learned to be Dylan, to check the rest of the room for valuables.
Dylan checked my vanity first, just finding some gold bracelets and earrings. I hid under a pile of dresses and petticoats when he began walking over to the closet I was in. I had hidden myself just in time when the door opened and he looked through my clothes. He didn't take anything or look very hard, so I guess that was a good thing. He left, without closing the door, and walked down the hall back towards the ballroom. I waited a few more minutes to make sure he or anyone else was gone before I climbed out of my hiding place. I had to make sure daddy was okay.
I crept down the hall, trying not to make any noise. That was hard, seeing as I'm so clumsy. I reached the ballroom without falling over.
There was hardly anyone there, just a few unconscious people. There was, however, some blood. I followed it to my father.
Tears burst from my eyes and rushed over to him. There was his sword sticking out of his chest. I guess he was still alive because he turned his head and opened his eyes.
"Isabella," I heard him mumble. I looked up, surprised to hear him. He slowly brought his hand to his neck. He wrapped his hand around something and pulled it from his chest.
He dropped the item in my hands, "Remember something. I will always love you, no matter what happens or where you go." With that, his hand dropped limply onto the floor, his head lolling back to the side.
With tears flowing from my eyes, I looked down at what my father handed me. A necklace. It was just a silver cross on a chain. Something plain, but special all the same. I tied it around my neck and cried. I cried for my lost father. I cried for my mother, even though I had no idea where she was. I cried for Gracie. I cried for everything.
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I must've fallen asleep because the next thing I remember is the doors opening again and several sets of footsteps. "Now, you sure you got everything?"
"Of course, sir. We checked everywhere." I recognized the voice as Dylan's.
"Well, I do trust you more than anyone—," he stopped talking as he entered the ballroom. He must have seen me sitting by the body of my dead father. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" I was stalking closer to me as he talked. He circled my father's body and knelt down to where he could see my face. "Hello there. My name's Jeremy. What's yours?" He asked me.
I looked up at him. "Isabella, but I like Bella better."
"How would you like to come with us?"
I wasn't sure what to say, but I agreed. I had nowhere else to go. I took his hand and he started to lead me out the door. The next thing I know someone put some funny smelling cloth over my mouth and nose. It was a sickly sweet smell. I didn't smell it long though, because blackness was surrounding me.
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I woke up on a ship. I could smell the ocean and the wood of the boat. It reminded me of something, but I couldn't remember what. The door opened and someone stepped inside the room. He carried the smell of the sea with him.
"I see you're finally awake. How are you feeling Bella?" He asked me, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I'm fine, but, who's Bella?"
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Thanks for reading this chapter. The picture of Bella's necklace is on my homepage as with any other pictures. This chapter would've been up Sunday, but I fell down the stairs. Anyway…
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