The Belladonna

Chapter 7

Isabella's POV:

Harry was pacing back and forth, processing what I just told him. "Are you absolutely sure?" he asks and I nod my head. "Duke looked like he was telling the truth. I don't think it was a lie." I say and he curses. 

"This is going to be such a hassle now." he murmurs, coming over to me and taking me by the hand, dragging me towards the door as we went outside onto the deck. He dragged me all the way up to the steering wheel, where Louis was gently guiding us as we sailed. 

"Change of plans, Louis. We're going to France." Harry says and Louis gives him a confused look but nods his head. "Aye, Captain. France is actually closer to us, so we should be there by tonight if I can get us on course." he replies and Harry nods. 

He walks over to the railing and I frown. He wasn't taking this very well, and I would give anything to see inside his brain right now. "Bella, what's going on?" Louis whispers to me and I let out a sigh. "Harry's got a bounty on him in Spain. But don't tell anyone else, please. Not until he does." I say lowly and Louis' eyes widen in shock.

"What?" he asks and I nod my head. "I'll explain later, but we have to get to France first." I say to him and he nods, beginning to change courses as he looked at the compass and a map, and I walked over to Harry, gazing out at the sea just as he was. 

"I can see why you look out here so much. The view really takes your mind off of things, doesn't it?" he murmurs and I nod to him. "It's calming." I say and he lets out a sigh. 

"Of all the people who would've been a prince, I never would've suspected Drake. Or Duke. They're both bastards and frankly horrid people." Harry mutters angrily and I fight the laugh that wanted to come out at his bitterness towards them. 

"That's true." I agree and he gives me a small smile. "Who would've guessed, huh?" he asks and I nod my head. "But, since they are and you have a bounty on your head, we have to be careful." I say and he lets out a sigh. 

"I honestly don't think that it will be that bad, but I've been wrong before." he says and I smile, nodding to him. "I don't want to take any chances with this, Harry. You're too important to me for me to just let this be a minor thing." I say and he wraps his arm around me, bringing me into a hug. 

"I appreciate it. I promise that we'll be safe. We're going to France now anyways, so how bad could it be? Spain and France aren't exactly partners in much but trade." He says and I nod my head. 

"So when we get there, all we need to do is get restocked, get our repairs done and then leave?" I ask and he nods his head. "Yeah, I guess so." he says, pulling away and running a hand through his hair. "This is just a lot to process right now. I didn't even stop to think about who those two were before I killed them. I was just focused on getting to you." he murmurs and I frown slightly.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I guess in a way this is my fault. If only I could've been better at fighting. Even against Duke, I should've been able to beat him. If I could've done that you would've never had to kill either of them." I say, lowering my head as I thought about it. The more I thought about it, the guiltier I became.

"Hey, don't think like that." Harry says, holding my shoulders and I look up at him with a frown. "Bella you hardly knew how to fight whenever Drake took you captive. Duke has probably had professional training for years and years. It isn't your fault Bella, I promise you that. There are always going to be people who are stronger than you, and you need someone to help. I will always help you, Bella. I will never leave you to fend for yourself whenever you need help." he says and I let out a sigh.

"But Harry, that isn't the point. I know that there are others stronger than me and I do appreciate that you'll be here to help me, but I don't want to be so helpless. I don't want you to have to continually worry about me. I should've done something about it and then we wouldn't have been in this situation." I say frustrated and Harry just frowns.

"Bella not everything is your fault. There are some things that happen whether you like it or not. Yes, this is a problem, but it's nothing that we can't overcome. We can get through this and it'll all seem like a bad dream someday." he says and I let out a sigh. "I wish I could do something though. I hate this. I hate feeling like this Harry." I say and he puts his hands on my face.

"You don't have to do anything Bella. You're doing great just as you are. I know you don't like to feel this way but it's going to be alright. I promise that you won't have to fell this way for long. We'll sort this out, okay?" he says, offering me a smile and I smile back, keeping the rest of my thoughts to myself. 

I still had so much that I could say to him, but I knew he'd just be saying that everything would be alright. He doesn't understand where I'm coming from, because he's never had to have someone save him from a fight before. He isn't the cause for someone else's misfortune. Everything that I feel is something that he doesn't truly understand. He has never had someone stronger than he was that could make him feel scared for his life. He's always so strong and sure, confident in his abilities and knowing that he's going to win.

Harry leaves me to my thoughts as he goes to talk to Louis about where they are going to land in France, and I look out at the sea, my thoughts consuming me as I thought more and more about what Harry has that I don't. I want that confidence. I don't want to just depend on him.

I want to be strong.

Okay guys, so just a bit of a heads up! Later on in the book, there will be little quotes here and there at the beginning of the chapters. They're going to be very important and I'll even drop them in before they even apply, but I just want you guys to be paying close attention! Anyways, how do you like the chapter? I'm loving the responses I get to this book and I can't wait to hear from you guys!!