The Butchers Love

Chapter 12

The next day I woke up rather happily, I got dressed and brushed through my hair with a comb. Then I turned and noticed the lavender on my bedside table and smiled softly "You seem happy" I heard Daniel's voice sound from the doorway "Anything in particular?" he smiled and walked up to me.

"Not at all, it's just a beautiful day"

"Well some good news, I'm off duty on the night of the ball, do you wish to come with me?"

"Of course" I smiled and looked up towards him "fair warning, I'm a very bad dancer"

"Well we don't need a dance, maybe we could just have a drink and talk" In response I nodded before picking up the lavender off my bedside table "you like lavender?"

"I do, it smells rather nice"

"When did you pick this?"

"I er...Yesterday after you left" I lied once again and a pang of guilt spread through my heart. It was wrong to lie to him and I wanted to tell him the truth.

"They smell lovely" Daniel smiled and looked towards me "unfortunately I have been tasked with patrol today and then I'm required back at the camp, I'll be a a day at most" and with those words he just left, what the hell? I was completely lost for words at this point.

At this point, to make things worse, William opened his door and walked into the corridor "Good morrow"

"Is the day so young" He groaned slightly and squinted his eyes once light met with his eyes.

"You really shouldn't drink so much"

"I'm my father's son, it's in my blood" William sighed and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

"You're nothing like him, you know your not"

Instead of a smile or any sort of joy at all he just stared at me with disbelief "You've known me for a matter of weeks, you hardly know anything about me!" he growled and looked me once again in the eyes "So please leave me alone"

"So what am I supposed to do? Leave you absolutely paralytic on the floor?"

"Mable, I appreciate what you did and you didn't have to help me, but now I'm asking you to stay away" William's voice trembled slightly as he spoke "It's for the best"

"The best for who? Because you've made it abundantly clear that your position is more important to you!"

"Because it is! I have no time to get caught up with you as well!"

"So this is how you act?! Once you feel a slight glimmer of anything but hatred, you cut all ties with that person!" I snapped and looked up at him "I have better people to spend my time with!"

"Oh I see, you want to run off with the captain-" before he could say anything else I slapped him across the face and he shut up almost instantly.

"Don't you dare talk if my relationships!"

"Mable-"

"No! Don't even speak to me anymore!" With those words I rushed down the hall and down the stairs. I didn't know where to go, I just wanted to get away from him. All he has done since we got here was toy with my feelings and I have put up with this bullshit for too long.

A life with Daniel would better than always chasing after someone who values his rank above his feelings. Somehow I ended up by a river and all I could do was sit there and cry into my hands. He was my captor and somehow he has wormed his way into my life.

Tavington's POV
How did this woman have such a hold on my life? Ever since I saw he'd walking that day she has invaded my thoughts. But the real reason why I have been so distant is because when I'm aged I will be just like my father. I swore I would never get married a long time ago, but now it's becoming harder and harder not to break that vow. It takes every gram of strength I have not to run to her and tell her how I truly feel.

This morning my jealousy got the better of me. When I said I couldn't be caught up with her and when I told her to stay away, it cut like a knife because my real feeling are much different. As she ran down the corridor I realised how much I had just lost, a friend and someone who actually cares for me.

When I got back into my room I saw the woman, I cared so much about, in a crying heap on the grass. This was my fault and nothing will ever change that. All I want to do is run to her, hold her in my arms and kiss her softly. But because of my stupidity and pride I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I guess I am like my father in a way, too afraid of our feelings.

For the remainder of that day all I could do was remain in the room until I was called for dinner. When I left my pigsty of a room and made my way into the dining hall all I could do was slump down in my chair and pour myself a glass of liquor.

"Colonel, what is wrong with you today" General O'hara smugly asked.

"Nothing sir" I spoke before downing my drink.

"You are turning out to be like your father, a drunk"

"May I say, enjoying a drink does not make me like my father" I looked back down at the table and poured myself another drink "Maybe keep the compliments to yourself General" sarcasm laced my voice as I spoke

"Gentleman" my head shot up as I heard Mable speak "I apologise for being late, again" I stared at her with utter awe until she looked towards me.

In an instant I turned my head away and looked down at the glass in my hands "Excuse me" I muttered before standing and taking my glass with me.

"Colonel-"

"General no offence, leave me the fuck alone!" I growled and rushed out of the room. That will surely backfire, I didn't even care anymore.