I hope I got the Spanish right, I still have so much to learn in that department. Urgh! Hope you enjoy. I have had a loss on inspiration especially since my Grandparents divorced after forty years of marriage! That has nothing to do with the story, "move along".

Plus, just recently decided this to be a checkpoint chapter. Luckily the chapters that I am posting along with this one I have already revised, so no one has to wait much longer than a week for more. :)

Chapter 30: A Push & Pull Factor

A solid embrace, he had a hold on my waist, the covers mingled our bodies together as one, my back to his chest. Perspiration stuck to our forms, his breath hot against my ear, the scent of alcohol and cologne meshing together. Bare skin on... Bare skin... We were naked? My eyes flashed open at the groaning of Vaas in my ear. I don't remember any of this?! I slowly turned my body to stare at Vaas in his relaxed sleeping form. I gulped, grabbing the wrist on the hand that was wrapped around my waist I gently lifted it from my body. I sat up, panicking when Vaas's eyes flashed open groggily, he sat up.
"Where are you going, babe?"
"Um... W-What happened l-last night?" I asked looking over my shoulder, he lifted the sheets up staring at his naked manhood.

"Oh yeah." He sniffled dropping the covers and looking at me smugly before laying back and yawning. "I thought it was dream for a moment." I sighed, he remembered bits and pieces then, right?
"Well, how did it happen?" His eyebrows furrowed in deep thought, he nodded his head.
"You started kissing me, begged me to fuck you, and that's that."
"Oh... I don't remember." It couldn't have been that bad.
"Do you want me to remind you?" I shook my head vigorously, he frowned, looking away from me and closing his eyes again.
"I have some clothes for you, bottom left drawer. You can wear my second pair of boots, underneath the bed."
"They won't fit."
"They don't need to." He continued, I stood up. "Wait." He stopped me, I looked over at him, he gestured me to move closer still not opening his eyes. I moved back onto the bed snuggling up to his side as he wrapped his arms around me. "You still have my necklace?" He asked, I nodded my head against his chest, the smell of him was so intoxicating. "May I have it back?" I sat up abruptly, staring down at him, his eyes still closed as his other hand supported the back of his head and the hand he had wrapped around me caressed my lower back.
"W-Why?" I replied hoarsely, he opened his eyes and glared at me.
"Because I fucking want it back." I didn't want to go against him on the matter, I don't know why it was so important to him? It was supposed to be a sign of love, soul mate type stuff. He wants it back again? I reached down between the mattresses of the bed where I had hidden the necklace some point when Vaas returned. I gave it back to him, he snatched it from my hand putting it back on. "Thank you. Now get fucking dressed." I nodded my head following his order taking the pirate attire from the dresser and getting ready. When finished I grabbed the boots walking into the living room. Vaas just stared at me, only rising once I had left the bedroom. It was extremely awkward, only minutes later did Vaas exit in his usual wardrobe, his pistol at his hip, his knife at the other. I slid the boots on easily, tucking the green pants into them.
"Come on." He demanded as he passed by me and moved for the door. I felt abandoned, I wanted him to hold me close and never let go as he had promised. I wanted his warmth and his smile, but he was to strict this morning to give me anything of that nature. He didn't need sex to be happy, I hoped? "Come on." He repeated. I met Vaas outside the front of the shack, he sat on the steps of the patio waiting for me. He quickly stood up reaching a hand out for me to take, I grabbed it walking down the stairs and through the camp. His hand soon turned into his arm, where I gripping onto his shirt tightly feeling his strong muscles beneath my fingertips.
"If you want to be seen as a strong person... You walk on your own." He preached, I gulped pulling my hands quickly from him and walking beside him at a slow pace. I felt uncomfortable, more stares came the more pirates I looked at. Vaas walked me across the camp until I heard the sounds of him tearing and screams coming from the shack we were approaching. He walked up the stairs, I followed after gasping when I saw a young man and woman side by side hanging by their wrists.
The girl had long black hair, she adorned a yellow one piece bathing suit, and she was damp with water, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. Definitely American by the looks of her, as for the man, he was whimpering and crying with a gag in his mouth. He had slicked back brown hair and wore a tan vest over a brown t-shirt with jeans and nike shoes, a bullet hole in his right leg. The man's eyes widened at the sight of Vaas, he struggled more and more from the binds that held him vulnerable, Vaas looked over his shoulder at me smiling stopping beside the man.
"This is Barry Bella... And that is... J...J... It starts with a J. I know that much." The woman just looked away sobbing. She should be happy, if Vaas forgot her name then he has no interest in her and that could be good, or bad.
"V-Vaas... Esto no se siente bien, las personas no deben ser tratados de esta manera." His eyes narrowed, but not by the words I said, by the fact I said them in Spanish. It had been a long time since Vaas and I spoke anything in Spanish to each other.
"¿Por qué es importante? Ellos son jodidamente americanos que vienen aquí para mear en mi sol."
"¿Cómo te sentirías si estuvieras en su lugar?" Vaas was silent, the whimpering had stopped as Barry and 'whatever her name was' tried desperately to find out what we had said.
"You know, you can never be a pirate if you have mercy." That's a lie, Vaas showed plenty of mercy with me.
"Then I guess you wouldn't be a pirate Vaas." He growled making a quick stride forward and slapping me across the face, he sighed when I chose not to face him. He grabbed my chin pulling me to face him, my left cheek starting to turn red, a tear drifting down my cheek.
"Did that hurt?"
"No... You didn't want to hurt me." He nibbled on his bottom lip pushing past me to walk down the steps and approach the man sitting in the bamboo cage at the center of the camp. I had seen him before getting tortured by the other pirates, now I had to watch Vaas torture him? I hesitantly stopped at Vaas's side, he had just hurt me. I didn't care though almost as if I was oblivious to the entire thing that occurred. He did it because I said something wrong... It was my fault.
"Who is this?" I asked, he chuckled placing his hands on his hips.
"The man you are going to kill." My muscles tensed, my legs grew weak, I fell forward, Vaas catching me in his arms. "Woah there hermosa, your shaking with fucking excitement." He claimed sarcastically, picking me back up onto my feet. "It should be easy for you baby." He whispered in my ear as he held my shoulders before I stumbled away from him. He stuck his tongue between his teeth before bringing his attention to the muttering group of pirates noT so far away.
"Hey Fuckers! Keys!" He shouted, a man in the group practically panicked reaching into his pocket and tossing the keys to Vaas from a distance away. Vaas caught them easily turning back to the cage and with a stone expression waltzed over to the cage opening it. I stood motionless, unable to produce words, my mind scrambled as I watched Vaas lift the limp, but very alive man from his cage throwing him on the ground just a few feet away from me.
He whimpered and cried sitting on his knees and begging Vaas for mercy as he pulled his gun from it's holster. He aimed the gun at the man, my arms shot up to cross grabbing my shoulders and crossing over my chest, I closed my eyes. I unclosed them when I heard Vaas's approach, he stopped not even an inch from my body. He stared me straight in the eyes grabbing my right hand and placing the heavy metal weapon in my hand.
"Do it." Vaas spat, I sniffled lightly my hand gripping now tightly onto the handle of the gun. He took a couple steps back, the hand holding the gun falling down to my side as I held eye contact with Vaas. He stopped beside the man who was now huddled into a ball like position. "I promise Bella... You won't feel anything after this." What was that supposed to mean? Does that mean that I literally will never feel this mercy again? I pitied the man, but I also wanted to make Vaas happy... I wanted to show him that I could be the strongest woman on this island. I remember what we had talked about before, he needed a queen who could entertain, kill, and lead his men with respect. I would do this for him, I would be his queen.
I made small steps over to the man standing in front of him now, I looked up at Vaas. Who patiently watched from beside the man, waiting for me to take a life. I took a deep breath, it wasn't hard, it was worth it, it was what I had to do, it was for Vaas. I repeated those things in my head over and over again, raising the gun my finger traced the trigger where I took in a steady breath and I pulled it.

*Bang*

Spanish

Esto no se siente bien, las personas no deben ser tratados de esta manera. - This does not feel right, people should not be treated this way.

¿Por qué es importante? Son malditos americanos que vienen aquí para mear en mi sol. - Why is it important? They are fucking Americans who come here to piss in my sunshine.

¿Cómo te sentirías si estuvieras en su lugar? - How would you feel if you were in his place?