The Belladonna

Chapter 13

The song for this chapter is This Means War by Nickelback. Please listen to it especially when they begin to fight. It fits Bella's anger for the chapter!

Isabella's POV:

We were sailing towards Roscoff as fast as we could, my eyes trained on the front of the ship, a steely look on my face. I was at a bit of a loss that the French would go this far just to get me to come to them. How could they possibly think that kidnapping an English citizen and holding her hostage will do them any good?

Yes, I am going to them but no, they are not keeping either of us. I'm leaving that place alive with my mother. They're in for a big surprise whenever I show up.

The anger that's building up inside of me is something I haven't felt in a long time. I don't get angry easily, it takes a lot to actually make me snap. But this may do it. Nobody messes with my family, especially my mother. She's the only one left and I'm sure as hell not losing her to these horrible people.

I gripped the rope I was holding tightly, my eyes narrowing. There was almost nothing I could do to save my father back then, but I have the chance to save my remaining parent now. I'm not going to let it slip by just because the people who took her want me dead.

I'm just hoping that whenever I get there, they haven't done much to my mother, because I swear that if she's seriously injured or in any sort of pain, I may end up actually killing some of those men.

"Bella?"

I turned at the sound of the timid voice, seeing Harry staring at me with an unreadable expression. "What?" I ask, my voice sounding a lot colder than I meant for it to be. Harry just frowns at me before sighing. "We'll be there soon. Is there anything I can do to help?" he asks and I shake my head at him.

"As long as we get in and out alive and return with my mother, that's all that I can ask for." I say truthfully and he nods. "You do realize our chances of actually escaping are pretty slim?" he asks lowly and I let out a long sigh, getting down from where I was standing and going to Harry, giving him a small smile.

"I know. And I am sorry for putting everyone at risk, truly I am. But I just can't leave her there, Harry." I say and he nods, giving me a bit of a strained smile. "I just don't want this to end with you in chains, Bella." he says and I grab his hands, squeezing them to give him a bit of comfort.

"I'm not going anywhere, Harry. It'll all work out. You'll see." I say positively and he chuckles. "I certainly hope so. But I think we'll have an entire army waiting for us." he says and I nod my head. "I know. But we've defeated armies before, haven't we?" I ask him and he rolls his eyes. "With the help of the English Royal Army." he scoffs and I shrug.

"What difference does it make? We can do this, Harry. We will survive this. And when this is all over, we'll go to England with my mother and we'll see your brother's baby when it's born." I say and he smiles happily, nodding to me. "Yeah." he says and I bring him into a hug, letting my head rest on his chest as I take a deep breath.

"What are you thinking about, Bells? I can see those gears turning in your head. Tell me what's on your mind." he whispers as he wraps his arms around me and I let out the breath I took in.

"I've never felt so much anger before, Harry. I've never been so angry in all my life and it scares me. I feel like I'm going to explode because the thought of my mother being tortured by those lowlifes drive me absolutely insane." I say and he squeezes me tight before pushing me away gently, making me look up at him.

"It's okay to be angry in a situation like this. But you can't let your anger control you. I know I have a horrid temper sometimes and it's been years since I've learned to control it. But anger leads to hate and hate can lead to murder. I know you don't like killing people Bella, so don't let this anger drive you to do the thing you hate most of all." he says and I take in a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I nod my head.