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Chapter 5
"Not when I am this involved."
What frightened Tom was that he meant every word of this and he knew that he did not want to be parted from her. He felt disgusted with himself for feeling this way. To feel human would have been a success had he actually wished it upon himself.
Lara looked up at him with expectant eyes. It seemed as though she were anticipating more and expressing an earnest longing for something new.
"Come with me," Tom asked.
"Where?"
"Everywhere."
"Everywhere?"
"I have decided to do some travelling."
"But, Tom," Lara shook her head, "I can't exactly leave abruptly and especially cannot travel with a man that I am not married to."
Married? That word made Tom take a step back. His hands dropped to his sides as he looked at her strangely. Unconsciously, his hand circled around his wand, as though ready to ward off a curse. "I'm not asking you to marry me," he sneered.
"What are you asking?" Lara shrugged, "I can't travel with you. What would people say?"
"You don't seem to understand," Tom's hands drew like snakes around her wrists. "You're coming with me."
Lara tried to writhe her hands free to no avail. She looked at Tom, "I thought you were in love with me."
Tom said, "Do not question me on that."
"Let me go," she tried to twist free.
"I can't let you go," Tom said with such finality that Lara's shoulders slumped in defeat. "I will be gone for a long while," Tom confessed.
"Haven't you heard of owl post?" Lara snipped, "Apparently, it's all the rage."
Tom's jaw tightened, "Come with me."
"Is that a request or a command?"
"Come with me," he repeated with more anger.
"No."
"Well, it is a pity that it must be this way." Tom grabbed her by the wrist and with his free hand; held his wand to her throat. "Now will you come," he asked darkly.
"Do I have a choice," she asked, looking at Tom in disgust.
"No." Tom looked away from her; still holding his wand against her neck. Lara touched her throat where the wand was aimed; "You don't really want to hurt me, do you?"
"As long as you do what you're told," Tom's voice grew ice cold, "then, no one gets hurt."
Lara took her shaking hands and reached out for Tom's free hand. Tom felt a surge of emotion rush through his body as Lara held his hand. She looked up at him, "Let me go."
Tom laughed, "Do you think I would actually fall for your damsel-in-distress act?"
Lara grimaced, "It was worth a try."
"And you failed."
Lara looked away, finding it hard to look him in the eyes. He was so disappointing that she felt she could never look at him the same way again. Yes, he was handsome but now that she knew what he was really like she saw his looks crumble away. My goodness, what was this man? Was he a man at all?
Lara sighed, "I'm scared-"
"Of what," Tom asked in irritation.
"Everything." She shook her head, "This whole situation and I'm scared of -"
"Of me," Tom muttered in a low voice.
Lara nodded, "Yes. But-"
"Then you need not question yourself," he said frostily.
She clenched her teeth, "I cannot be taken by force." Tom rolled his eyes and waved his wand and before Lara could react; everything went black.
The scenery whirred past. Trees and rolling hills lined the carriage window frame. Lara's eyes fluttered open and she began to panic. Her breath came out in short panic bursts as she shot up in her seat to find Tom sitting opposite her. "Where am I? What did you do?"
"You fainted," Tom said nonchalantly.
"F-fainted?" She rubbed her forehead, "I don't remember anything before you telling me that I had to come with you."
"You fainted," Tom repeated sternly as if you reassess that arguing was a lost cause.
"Where are we going?"
There was an ominous pause and Lara suddenly had a sickening realization that there was no answer to her question. She watched her village disappear into the darkness and wondered if she would ever see her home again.
Finally Tom quietly spoke, "Here and there."
"What?"
"You asked me, where we are going," Tom turned his gaze from the window to Lara, "I said "Here and there." End of story."
"But," Lara looked down in confusion, "here and there? Don't you know where we're going?"
"It's going to be a surprise."
Lara cast Tom a suspicious look and slowly asked, "Where are we now?"
"England still." Tom nodded to the carriage window, "Do you hear that?"
Lara crinkled her brow as she listened and then she heard it. She heard the soft lapping and splashing of water against rocks and the soft crashing of distant waves. She straightened in her seat, "The sea?"
Tom watched as Lara asked, "Was this the surprise?"
Tom sat back in the carriage; letting the shadows consume half of his face; "One of many."
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