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Chapter 14: I don't like it like this

Words fail me all the time
I don't even feel like talking
still I go on and on
I'm dying here and you keep walking

why are you asking me this?
can't you see I'm trying?
I donĂ¢'t like it like this
no I think I'm dying

I can't calm down at all
panic is what panic feels like
can't we just stay silent?
speaking now seems far too violent

why are you asking me this?
can't you see I'm trying?
I don't like it like this
no I think I'm dying

- "I dont't like it like this"- The Radio Dept.


Two Months Later...

Isabella's life couldn't be filled with so much happiness than ever before. Robin, blooming into a beautiful six year old girl. Baby Nickolas, just two months old and handsome little boy he is. Along this time, Isabella occupied herself with taking care if her children and tending to the man she loves so dearly. Everything seemed the way it should, the way Isabella planned on living the rest of her days. But of course, Beckett's shadow still lingered...and now Count Drake as well. But she payed no mind, she only focused on the task at hand...the long awaited dreadful voyage. Today was the day they would leave Port Royal aboard the Endeavour.

"Isabella, darling are you ready"? James said as he noticed Isabella sitting in front of her vanity, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

"Yes...yes I am ready".replied Isabella as she put the golden comb down.

"You were in deep thought, I could see it in your eyes. What's wrong"? James asked. After so many years of marriage, James knew his lovely Isabella inside and out.

"Oh nothing, I am just unhappy that we will be seperated from our children". Isabella said sadly. She didn't want to leave them, it would hurt.

"I don't want to leave them either, but they will be fine with the nanny..and your father will stay. Our children our in good hands. It is best that we don't expose them to any danger...it could be fatal". James sighed and took Isabella into his arms as she began to silently cry.

"I don't like it like this...and you know it". Isabella pushed away from his embrace and headed downstairs without a word...


They were now on open sea. Of course Charlotte had to accompany Lord Beckett on this voyage as well. To Isabella's dismay, she would have to endure god knows how many months she would have to see this woman practically everyday. Charlotte said nothing when Isabella settled herself into her rooms, she did not even acknowledge she was there. Isabella rooms were to her liking, fresh sky blue painted walls, silk chairs and cushions. At the right of the room, her vanity filled with powders, brushes, delicate bottles of jasmine water...and of course a small gold jewelry box filled with her jewels and barrets. And at the center of the room a large canopy bed with mint green silk sheets of egyptian material. And a small private room with a tub, already filled with warm water and red rose petals floating in the sparkling clear water.

"Madame, your bath is ready and I have layed out your dress for tonights dinner". the maid that was hired to take care of Isabella through out the voyage, broke Isabella from her thoughts.

"Thank you Roselyn". Isabella stood from her chair and went over to see the dress that was layed out. A lavender gown was spread across her bed, beautiful delicate detail surrounding the hem, of sparkling gold. Her lavender slippers matching the gown were set aside, Isabella awed at the emblished detail of the slippers and gown. But she did not remember ordering this gown...perhaps it was a gift from James?

"Oh madame, the gown had a note inside the box." Roselyn took the note out from her apron pocket and handed it to Isabella. "Here it is". Isabella took it and read it..

Dutchess Norrington,

Please accept this gown as a token of my appriciation. You have treated me with respect and kindness. Hopefully during the course of this voayage you and I can become good friends, if you ever need anything...please, do not hesitate to ask. I look forward to see you in this beautiful dress,tonight at dinner. It was surely made especially for you...for the queen that you are. Till tonight ,we shall meet again...

Count Jax Drake.

Isabella's anger flared. How could he not see it? That Isabella loves James dearly and has no eyes for any other man! She is a married women for heavens sake...and it was unexceptable to making lavish gifts like this to her. Isabella stormed to her tub and layed in it, pondering how she will deal with Jax.

"I will have to push him away the harsh way". Isabella murmured as she sunk deeper into the rose petal covered water, shutting her eyes thinking that things couldn't possibly get any worse...