Forget (Colonel William Tavington story)

Chapter 27

Dressed in a beautiful red gown, Marie looked over at Tavington who gave her a proud look, she looked out the window and saw an elegant carriage arrive at Middleton Place. Alexandra, an old woman of 87, stepped out. A regal look on her face, she looked around. 

"Hmmm, so this is America..." She said, a disgusted look on her face. She walked in the building and was met with Lord Cornwallis, "Well, where is she?" 

"I'll go get her, please wait in the drawing room." 

"Be quick about it Charles." 

Cornwallis rushed upstairs to Marie's bedroom and walked in to see Marie and William sharing a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he held her waist. 

"Ahem." The two pulled apart, "Marie, she's here." 

Lord Cornwallis led Marie down to the drawing room and closed the door. Marie looked at Alexandra and gave the elder woman and shy smile. Alexandra got up and lifted Marie's chin with her wrinkly hand. 

"Hmmm, no." She said and brushed past Maire, "You're not my Marianne, you can tell Cornwallis he has wasted my time." 

Marie's eyebrows furrowed, "Jasmin?" Alexandra turned and gave the girl a curious look. 

"An oil for my hands." 

"I remember..." She paused, playing with her sunflower necklace, "I spilled a bottle once, the carpet was soaked... and it forever smelt like Jasmin." She turned to Alexandra, "Like you." 

"Oh how I used to lay on that rug when you were gone. I missed you so much," Alexandra stopped and looked at Marie, "When you left for England." 

"Tell me, what was the name of the dog I gave to Marianne when she was six?" 

"Bella, she was an English Springer Spaniel." 

Alexandra's eyes dropped to Marie's chest, she reached out and touched the necklace, "Marianne..." 

"Nana..." 

Alexandra threw her arms around her granddaughter and hugged her tight, "Oh my Marianne!" She cried, tears running down her face, "We will leave for England at once!" 

Tavington grabbed ropes and tied Benjamin Martin to his own bed, he grabbed a dull knife and the only thing he saw was red. 

"You fucking bastard!" Benjamin spat, "I'll kill you for this!" 

Tavington crawled on top of the man and grabbed him by the neck, "You hurt her, you hurt my girl. You killed our babies, you raped her you fucking pig." 

"I'll kill you for all the pain you caused." He said while slowly slicing the skin off of the man, "And for acting like a pig, I will be skinning you like one."