Runaway With a Pirate

Chapter 30

Sawyer watched as the two girls walked onto the boat. Turning back around he went looking for the men that attacked Willow. It didn't take long to find the one that Willow had scratched. Even though she didn't tell him what they looked like her scent was on this man from the scratches.

"Hey, you!" Sawyer shouted.

The man turned around and saw Sawyer.

"I heard you and three of your buddies welcomed yourselves onto my boat," Sawyer growled.

The man froze which meant he knew who Sawyer was.

"Now why don't you tell me where I can find your buddies and I might let you live," Sawyer said holding one of his daggers.

"M-my buddies," the man stuttered," they uhh they aren't here."

Inhaling Sawyer grabbed ahold of the man's shirt collar. Through greeted teeth, he said," I know they aren't here, where can I find them?"

"You can find them at the shanty bar," the man blurted out.

"Good," Sawyer said before plunging his dagger into the man's chest.

The man let out a gasp. Sawyer watched as the light in his eyes died before dropping the body to the ground. Stepping over it he made his way to the shanty bar. He could hear the people in the shanty bar before he saw it.

"Oh, whiskey here oh whiskey there. Whiskey almost everywhere!" Men sang.

The closer Sawyer got to the bar the louder the horrible singing got.

"Whiskey up and whiskey down. Whiskey all around the town. Whiskey killed me poor old dad. Whiskey drove me, mother mad!"

Walking in he did his best to ignore the singing. Looking around Sawyer soon found the three men he was looking for. Their scents mixed with the alcohol but he was able to pinpoint them due to their dead friends' scent on them. Walking over to them the singing slowly grew quiet before it stopped altogether.

They turned to see why the singing stopped and saw him.

"I don't like finding out some low-life thieves decided to welcome themselves onto my boat," Sawyer said glaring at them.

Everything went quiet. To the point that you could hear a pin drop outside.

"We didn't know it was your boat," one of them said.

"Doesn't matter," Sawyer said clenching his jaw," it's the fact that you went on my boat, to begin with."

"Look we promise never to go near your boat again," another one of them said.

"Oh, I know you won't," Sawyer said relaxing himself.

The three men looked less scared now.

"Because you will be dead with your buddy that ratted where you were at to me," Sawyer said.

The three men jumped from their seats and tried to make a run for it. Sawyer just laughed at their attempt and pulled out three daggers. Each dagger hit its target. Three bodies fell to the ground with a thud, a dagger sticking out of their heads. All the people in the bar stayed where they were. Afraid that they'd be the next victim of the barbarians rath. Walking to each body he pulled the daggers out and then made his way back to his boat.

On his way, he saw Samuel. Stopping he spoke," there are four dead bodies three in the shanty bar and one laying somewhere out here."

"Do I want to know what made you kill four people?" Samuel asked.

"They walked onto my boat," was all Sawyer said.

Not waiting for a reply from Samuel, Sawyer continued on his way. Finally, back at the boat, he was greeted by an unhappy Eleanor.

"What?" Sawyer asked.

"Where did you go?" Eleanor asked.

"I just had some unfinished business to deal with," Sawyer said walking past.

"Well, then I just thought you'd like to know that Willows door is a fucking disaster," Eleanor informed.

"What?" Sawyer asked.

"Willows bedroom door no longer exists," Eleanor said," oh and I think she's looking for you."

Confused as to why Willow was looking for him he started looking for her. Walking past her room he saw that Eleanor was right. Willow had no door.

"Looks like that will need to be repaired at some point," Sawyer muttered to himself.

Not seeing her anywhere Sawyer gives up the search and makes his way to his room. As he walks into his room he stops and sees Willow. She was curled up on his couch asleep. Quietly closing the door Sawyer watches Willow. She looked so at peace. Not wanting to disturb her he goes and grabs a spare blanket out of his closet. Walking back over to Willow he pulls the blanket over her. Resting the top end of it on her shoulders. Moving some hair out of her face Sawyer watched her sleep. Leaning in he places his lips on her forehead planting a kiss. Leaving her be he makes his way to his bathroom and takes a quick shower. Moments later he leaves the bathroom wrapped in a towel grabbing some boxers and pajama pants. Once clothed he climbs into his bed and makes himself comfortable. Sleep soon welcomes him.

Willow places her hand on his face as she looked him in the eyes. Sawyer grabs it as he stared deeply into hers. Leaning in his lips meets hers. Kissing her Sawyer pulled Willow closer. She started kissing back and moved her arms to wrap around his neck in her attempt to get closer. As their kiss deepened Sawyer had moved them to his bed. Once pulled apart he looked into her beautiful ocean teal eyes as she looked into his forest spring green ones.

"I love you," Willow said breathlessly.

"I love you too," Sawyer said back.

Burying his dace into the side of her neck he could hear her laughing as he planted kisses wherever his lips landed.

"Never leave me," Sawyer whispered.

"I'll never leave," Willow promised.