The Pirate's Lover #Watty's 2015

Chapter Three

Okay guys, I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but I got logged out of this account, I'm thinking it was a glitch in the system. But thank god it let me back on and my books back where they belong. So here's your new chapter, enjoy! :)

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"Bloody Pirates." Ember huffed out, her throat soar after her nonstop yelling for the past half hour.

Looking around the room for any possible weapons or a way out. This is when she noticed a port hole right above the bed. Running over to it, Ember climbed on the bed and started to push against the small windows to no avail. Climbing back off the bed she started to study the room, there wasn't much of anything in it. A reasonably big chest lay against the wall on the far side of the room, and a big leather chair on the other side. Seeing nothing of immediate use she decided to head towards the chest. Ember tried to pull the chest open but discovered it was locked.

Fortunately for her she had faced these sort of locks back home, whenever she would lose her trunk key it was so easy to just pop it up with a pin. Something her hair was full of for once, pausing a moment she selected a pin and set to work. A minute or so later the lock gives her the oh so satisfying pop and it unlocks. Fumbling around in the chest, she's only finding shirts, pamts, and whole stacks of beautifully scribed documents. Pushing all that aside she found just what she needed, safety tucked away. A pistol! Ember had never used a pistol in her life but she figured if all those men could do it why couldn't she? Ember turned back towards the window with the gun in hand, climbed back on the bed and had her hand poised to strike the glass. That is until she heard a chuckle at the door.

"Tisk Tisk Tisk." Eiven scolded with laughter dancing in his eyes. "Now where do you think your going love?'

"I'm not staying on this ship, and you can't make me." Ember said turning to face him head on, raising the gun up with her.

"Now what are you going to do with that?" Eiven said, his face turning serious and dangerous.

"I'm going to get off this ship, and your going to let me." Ember said with an audible shake in her voice.

Eiven started to step towards her, one step at a time, never breaking eye comtact.

"Don't come any closer to me! I don't want to shoot but I will." Ember said trying to sound menacing but instead sounded like a scared child.

Eiven didn't stop his approach, his eyes ever calculating, reaching a arms link away from Ember he reached one hand out and cooked the trigger.

"If your going to shoot me love, you need to go ahead and do it." Eiven said stepping a little closer. "Never forget to cock your gun when threatening to fire."

Ember knew ad well as he seemed to know she wasn't going to shoot him. Instead Eiven closed in the last bit of distant and claimed her mouth with his pushing her on the bed in the process. Pure shock made Ember drop the gun, but after a second she began search for it with one hand as he continued his onslaught. Slowly her hand stopped moving as she began to feel herself relax in the heated kiss and began to enjoy the feeling. Eiven sensed this and stopped all too sooner grabbing both of her hands and holding them above her head while straddling her. Embers breaths came out in small pants as she furiously looked up into his triumphant eyes.

"Next time you try to shoot me you better make sure the guns actually loaded." Eiven said with a chuckle, picking up the gun and pointing it at the wall while pulling the trigger.

Ember was furious! He had known the entire time the gun wasn't loaded but he had toyed with her just to see if she would actually go through with it. She was beginning to learn pirates don't fight fair. Ember began to try and tug her hands out of his and wiggle beneath him.

"Get off me!" She huffed in frustration.

Eiven actually complied while tucking the gun into his waist band and taking a couple steps back. Ember sat up on the bed, smoothing out her dress and began to take all the pins out of her hair that was now wrecked. " Ah yes, I'm going to need those pins when your finished. " Eiven said, watching her carefully.

Ember predicted this would happen if she got caught trying to escape.Without arguing she finished taking out her pins and laid them in his awaiting palm.

"Now Ember I think it's high time we lay down some ground rules." Eiven said turning around to lock the chest back. Facing her afterwards he continued, "This is my room, you shall not plunder through my room without my permission, feel honored your even allowed in here because I could have locked you in the brig. I'm am the Captain on this ship, and you will not disrespect me! Obey me and you will have an easy trip. Disobey me and you will be punished accordingly." He finished meanicingly.

Ember just simply nodded her head, her eyes as wide as saucers.

"Now I came down here originally to ask if you wanted to go on deck." Eiven said looking down at her.

Again Ember just nodded, too embarrassed and shocked by the latest events to say anything else. She knew she needed to get out of the room though, any longer in there might drive her that much crazier. Eiven turned without saying another word and walked out of the room, Ember following quite behind him. He lead her over to the side of the ship and threw every hair pin she had given him into the water. Ember watched the hair pins sink, holding in tears that wanted to escape as Eiven stalked off to the ships wheel. As irrational as it was her pins and her dress were the only things of home she had left, now she only had her dress. Even though she understood why he did it. She was his prisoner and she had tried to escape, she still wished she could have kept them. Ember shook herself at her silly thoughts and blinked her tears away, there was no use in crying.