The Unexpected Visit

Chapter 11

I've talked with my mother, and although she isn't crazy about letting them out of their cells, she will allow them to have different rooms closer to me as long as they're equally as guarded. I understand why they need to be guarded, but me too? Well, then again, it was me who broke out of my room first...so I suppose it is justified. At least Owen and Jackson accepted my apologies. I'm not sure if Owen and I will get back together though, not after what we said to each other that day. I wonder what Eric will do now that Owen is back? I told him about us breaking up, didn't I? Oh wait, I didn't. This ought to be funny, especially if they run into each other when I'm around.

"Hey Beca, what's going on? You lately seem to be in another world" Eric says, walking up to me.

"Well, you could say that I wish I was sometimes," I mutter to myself.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. What is it you want again?" I ask, already aware of his answer.

"I want to talk to you about what has happened, particularly how you feel about everything. I also wanted to ask about that boy they brought in the other day," he says in a slightly murderous tone.

"Oh, you want to know about the boy? Why don't you ask him yourself, hm? He surely knows the answers and he might even share everything that happened that day with you," I respond, gradually becoming more angry.

"......Okay, I think I will..." Eric says while slowly moving away from me. He leaves to Owen's room.

Have fun with that, especially when you find out that I'm supposed to marry you if we stay, I think to myself. Speaking of which, I should go talk to Anna. The training is supposed to end soon and we haven't figured out a way to escape this castle, steal dad's boat, and travel to the mainland. I especially want to know what happened during the seven weeks I was unconscious. Perhaps they will tell me on the way to the mainland. I've heard this island is at least a couple hours away from Florida.

I hear shouting from the other room. I imagine the guards are trying to break a fight gone physical. Why are all the fights around here about me?

"OWEN! ERIC! I BETTER NOT COME IN THERE TO FIND YOU TWO FIGHTING! THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES IF YOU ARE!" I shout while running to Owen's room.

"Dude, get off me, she's coming," I hear Owen whisper from inside his room as I kick the door open.

They turn to me, both wide-eyed like deer caught in headlights.

"Hello, boys," I say calmly, walking towards them. They immediately separate.

"He started it," Eric says, pointing to Owen.

"Usually, that means that you actually started it," Eric opens his mouth to speak, "--and before you say anything, I want to hear from the guard's point of view. Excuse me for a few minutes. Don't either of you go anywhere or even think about trying to hurt each other. I have power over what the guards do, and I will have four of them watching you," I command. I then proceed to call the guards.

"Watch them," I whisper to the guards. I approach the two guards that saw the fight.

"I wasn't sure at first what was happening when I first walked in; they were standing across each other in a fighting stance. It was a little creepy, to be honest, but before I could say anything, they leaped on each other and it was chaos," One scrawny guard comments before we are out the door.

"Be quiet. You, the muscular one, tell me everything from the beginning."

"Oh, so that's what happened. Thank you for telling me. Get back to your stations and find a new place for him," I command, pointing to the scrawny guard. His armor is way too big for him.