Pirate Kisser

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My heart rate increases as I rush out to the balcony to see the fireworks, the final event for my birthday , I can't miss this extravagant delight of such a bright a powerful night

I'm in my night outfit by now, a pair of royal silk shorts and a tank top set, even though the midnight breeze lay wind that chills my knees. I lean forward on the rail of my balcony with a sparkle of happiness in my eyes as I watch the fire works in the sky, almost needing to be able to touch such beauty that seems to spark the sky with colors from heaven

The bright colors appeal to my eyes and whirlwinds of light fly across the midnight sky. It's almost as if the world lay still for a second and beauty errupts through the night allowing all those with struggle to take a breath before diving back under the deep depths of the ocean of life

"Quite lovely arent they" a deep aand seemingly unrecognizable voice says and I whip around with swift, fear seeking to control me, to see an unfamiliar man towering over me as I lean back on the balcony railing unsure of his motives, trying to keep as much distance.

"Who are you" I question with a quivering tone of authority I was trying my best to be strong but it's hard when someone randomly appears on your balcony with unknown intentions

"I'm your worst nightmare, love" he says grabbing my wrist in such a manner that would be frowned upon to take action against such royalty. I do not tend to prefer to follow the rules of royalty due to the fact that I concieve that they are full of such bullshit and disgrace women of high class but this I dare say is purely fearful

"Let me go! " I exclaim fearfully trying to tug away from the strange man but my efforts are useless against his strong and tight grip, I can't help but whimper due to the pain he's causing me.

He pulls me around and turns me so I'm pulled into his chest, a rather uncomfortable position as he he presses a silver knife to my throat. I gulp at his actions as tears dwell at my waterline, i can't die, I have my life ahead of me!

"Don't make this any harder than it has to be sweetheart" he says and I nod as best I can with a knife against my throat. he pulls something out of his pocket while I try to escape his grasp

A grappling hook?

"Wrap you legs around my waist, now. " he says sternly while looking around nervously before turning me around in front of him as he shoots the grappling hook somewhere unknown. I stay still in hopes someone will break down my door, coming to my rescue but it never happens. Perhaps know one is known of my wherabouts in such a situation

He mutters some sort of swear under his breath before pulling my one leg around his waist and quickly the other, forcing me to pull my hands around his neck in fear of falling flat on my back

Such a fall could break bones

Suddenly he jumps over the railing baring me in his arms and I let out a shriek before realizing we are not yet to fall. I loosen my grip and look about my whereabouts

I look over the strange man's shoulder to see my balcony growing smaller and smaller until out of my sight.
but the sight is far from long gone when suddenly my back and head are slammed against something hard

My grip weakens and I fall to the ground of where ever I may have fallen as I let out a cry of pain and roll over on my side while tightly closing my eyes in hopes of easing the burning pain that travels throughout my body

What the actual fuck did I just hit?

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!! " I hear a very deep and loud voice yelling. A voice that strikes fear in whoever had it been directed to. I would have by now moved away from the loud voice that yells into the depths of the night as foot steps creak on the floor however I have not yet gained the strength through the pain

Creaky floors? this must be a lower class home perhaps a ship. But unlikely we've left town after going such short distance

"YOU COULD HAVE FUCKING KILLED HER!!!! " The deep voice yells loudly as I attempt to move but my actions are useless as the unbarable pain climbs from my head to my back

I hear a gun shot as my vision starts to blur, have I been shot? a man falls in front of me with his eyes open and a look of death plastered across his dirty face. I let out a shake sigh knowing I wasn't shot but seeing a dead man in front of me isn't exactly comforting

I attempt to move back ever so slightly but yet again my movements are useless against the pain flowing through my body as the man with the stern and frightening voice walks in front of my vision and I assume stares down at me. But it's not always nice to make assumptions.

He kneels down to my level and rolls me on my stomach as I groan in pain at the movement, tears rolling down my cold face

I feel my shirt being lifted up ever so slightly, cold air rushing to my enflamed back makes it seen a little less aggravated but not enough to make a difference in the fact that I feel so dead

"Get me a warm rag!! " he yells and I flinch every so slightly at his sudden loud voice. I look at his boots before he takes a knee at my side, he presses his large hard lightly on my back causing me to cry out in pain despite the small touch. His hands remain on my back and I try to drag myself away in attempt to escape the pain using my arms but I fail miserably.

"Stay still" he states less loud than his former tone but still loud enough that I would be able to hear it if my ears were covered.

I try to mutter out words but I fail, a series of painful whimpers leaving my mouth as I try to speak

"Try to relax" his softened tone states as  a warm rag makes its way doen my back, I can't help but close my eyes
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Hey babes, this book is a rewrite!!! Hope you enjoy sorry this chapter was ever so short

ALSO I'm sorry if wording is weird it's supposed to be a modern yet shakespherian time mix so if you have trouble I'm sorry !!!

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