I'll never let go..| A titanic inspired story 🚢

Red handed (chapter 22)

With a tug of my arm, James tore me away from the love of my life once again but this time Joel wasn't going to stand for it.

"IM SO SICK OF YOUR FUCKING SHENANIGANS. I FORBADE YOU TO SEE THIS PEASANT AND YOU GO OUT OF YOUR WAY TO DO JUST THAT?" James growled like a savage dog. His teeth were bared and I swore he could've been foaming at the mouth. Not only was he furious, he had become rabid.

"James! Calm down.." I didn't know what to say. It must've been obvious by now that I didn't love James. He just couldn't accept it.

"My father has paid your father thousands for me to marry a suitable woman like you. Don't you understand? We are getting married and you are going to bare my children. We are going back now." James started ragging my arm so hard it felt like it was about to pop out of the socket. However, Joel grabbed onto my other arm and tugged just as hard.

"Get off you homeless beggar. She doesn't want your filthy hands befouling her dress." James angrily pulled me harder but Joel did the same.

"No, you let go you privileged fuck. Can't you see? She doesn't want to go with you." Joel pulled me back. I couldn't say anything.

For the next few minutes I was like a piece of rope in a game of tug of war. Both of my arms felt sore as the other man pulled me harder each time.

"Let go! I want to go with Joel!" I cried. This was getting so overwhelming that I inhaled sharply and screamed at the top of my lungs. Sure, it was dramatic but it felt like an appropriate time to scream for once.

James instantly let go and Joel pulled me in and held me tightly. The two of us stared at James with desperation in our eyes.

"Oh I see what's happening." James paused and smiled. "He's corrupting you. Come on you big tough man. Fight me, right here, right now." Both James and Joel were naive young men, ready to assert their dominance.

"I'm not going to fight you. I just want you to leave Isobel alone. She doesn't deserve your constant abuse every day." Joel stood up and a few seconds later James struck his square in the face. Falling to the ground, he hit his head and was knocked out cold.

"JOEL!" I cried, bending down to check on him. He didn't reply. He was unconscious.

"Ha! Didn't even hit back. Such a weak link." Wiping the blood from his hand, he tugged on my arm and hauled me up. I tried to fight his grasp but he was too strong. He dragged me back to first class.

Kian, who had been watching the whole time, winked at James as we retreated out of the hallway.