Chapter 42

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Isabella's POV:

I stared in horror as the smoke settled down.

"Liam!! Zayn!!" I scream, scrambling to my feet and dashing over towards where the explosion happened. My body was shaking horribly as I got there, my eyes widening in horror as I saw two bodies lying on the ground, unmoving and bloody.

"Liam? Zayn?" I whimper, dropping to my knees and putting my hands on Liam's body, shaking it hard and vigorously before doing the same to Zayn's. "Come on. Wake up." I say, shoving them harder as tears began to fall down my face.

"Wake up!!" I scream, desperately moving them before retracting my hands, them being completely covered in blood. I took a closer look at their bodies, seeing how gashed, cut, burned, and scarred they were.

There was no way they were...

"No!!" I yell, not wanting to believe it as I beat my hands against the ground, my body shaking as sobs convulsed throughout my body.

I looked around desperately, trying to find Harry. Once I did, I saw how horrified he looked as the man who negotiated with us had the same horrified look. Neither of them were moving and I desperately called out to him.

"Harry help me!" I cry, not knowing what else to do. That snaps Harry from his trance and he turns to the man, who blinks repeatedly before trying to apologize, apologizing over and over, and he barely missed getting his head cut off as Harry swung his sword.

"I swear, I told them not to! I promise! P-please! You have to believe me!" the man says desperately, dodging Harry's sword before Harry finally stopped, turning towards me and the two bodies I was kneeling by. He seemed to come to his senses finally, running towards me before stopping beside me, staring down at his two friends.

"No...not again." he whispers, tears in his eyes and my heart felt like it was about to burst with pain as I stared at the two mangled bodies of what used to be my two friends. There was no doubt about it...they were dead.

"No!" Harry shouts, falling to his knees and shaking them just as I had, screaming their names and pleading for them to wake up. "I can't have anyone else die on me!" he says in an almost desperate voice, his eyes wide and he looked like a lost child.

"Please! Please wake up! Liam! Zayn!" he shouts, looking around desperately, seeing the remaining crew members staring at the scene in agony.

"Louis, Shayla? Niall?? Do something!" he screams and Shayla's lip trembles as she shakes her head, swallowing hard. "Please!" Harry begs and Shayla takes a deep breath. "There isn't anything we can do." she whispers and Harry looks down at his two friends desperately, beginning to cry.

"No." he whispers, burying his face in his hands, his entire body shaking. I stared at him in despair. Tears fell down my face as I stared at him in agony, knowing there was nothing I could do to help him. The pain in my heart continued to grow as we knelt by our dead friends.

Minutes passed as we continued to cry, not knowing how to process this along with everything we just went through. Harry was in shambles as of now, his body still shaking as he cried by Liam and Zayn's bodies, which were a little hard to recognize.

"Hey...we need to go." Shayla whispers, coming over slowly and putting a hand on Harry's shoulder. "We need to leave." she says and Harry shoves her hand off of him, standing to his feet furiously, glaring at her through his red eyes. His face was tear-stained and he looked like he was about to collapse.

"How can we just leave?! How can we leave after a mess like this?!? Most of the members of our crew are dead! Two of my best friends are dead, and I just lost my father on top of that?! How...how can you ask me to leave?" Harry wobbles, barely able to finish his last sentence before he started crying again.

Louis walked over, his face stained by tears as well, looking at his friends on the ground. "We need to take them back to England, where they belong." he murmurs and Harry shakes his head, turning and glaring at the Vitriol's crew.

"And what do you expect to get after this?! We made a deal!" He roars and the man who made the deal hangs his head in shame. "I'm sorry. I told them not to fire but they didn't listen to me. I know an apology cannot make up for a tragedy like this." he says and Harry just grits his teeth together, wiping his eyes furiously.

"Dammit..." he whispers and I close my eyes for a moment, wiping my face before opening them back up, seeing Harry covering his eyes. "We won't give you as much as you asked for." I say in a wobbly tone, the man nodding to me.

"I don't disagree with that." he says and Harry gives me a sharp look. "Don't bargain for me, I can handle myself." he snaps and I shrink back, seeing Shayla give him a strange look.

"Bella's only trying to help, Harry." she reasons but Harry glares at her. "I don't care what she's trying to do!! She doesn't deserve to do anything!!" he shouts and I feel my lip tremble as he holds his head, cursing under his breath over and over again.

"You need to find a place to settle down, Harry." Niall chimed in, wiping his own eyes as he walked up to Harry, who just glared at him. "Settle down?! How can I possible settle down from this?!" he screams and I just stay still, knowing I couldn't do a single thing for him right now that wouldn't set him off.

"Harry, I know this is hard but you have to see some sort of reason!" Shayla yells and Harry opens his mouth to say something but she stops him, covering his mouth. "You can't do this to yourself again, Harry. Pull yourself together!" she snaps and he pushes her hand away, but stays silent this time.

"Fine." he mutters, turning away from everyone and staring down at the two burned bodies. "Get on the ship. Take them with you." he says in a small voice and Louis and Niall painfully move forward, tears in their eyes as they pick up their friends and moving towards the ship.

"What about the other fallen?" Shayla murmurs and Harry shakes his head. "Leave them. I don't care." he grumbles, pushing past her and going to the ship, leaving the two of us stunned.

"Bella what happened?" she asks me and tears fall down my face. I couldn't tell her right now...it was impossible for me to get the story out. "I can't right now." I say truthfully and she nods, seeming to understand the pain in my voice.

The man we made a deal with approached us tentatively, a wary look on his face. "I do apologize for the loss of your people. I could tell they weren't just normal pirates. They were his top mates, weren't they?" he asks and both of us nod numbly, saddened as we continued to hear the truth.

"I'll let you go now, but I'll contact you in a few months or so." he says and I nod. "Send a letter to England's ports, we'll most likely be at one of them. I don't think we'll be heading out soon. We'll set up a rendezvous spot so we can meet up." I say and he nods. "Again, I'm sorry for your loss." he says and I just nod, seeing him walk off.

Shayla and I make our way to the ship, a numb feeling settling in over me as I began to climb aboard the ship. It didn't feel right. So many things were wrong right now and I didn't know how to make them better.

The few remaining members of our crew began to board up, solemn looks on their faces as they worked. My heart felt empty as I looked around, seeing almost nobody on the ship, most of the bodies dead on the shore. Two bodies lie on the ground, sheets covering them to hide the grotesque fact of what had happened to them, and fresh tears came to my eyes.

Why did this happen? Why was it us?

I sauntered towards my living quarters, going inside and pausing as I saw Harry standing inside, looking blankly at the wall. "Harry?" I ask timidly and he slowly shifts his eyes over to me, seeming very distant and far off.

"Harry, please listen, I-" I start but stop as he walks towards me, shouldering me out of the way and leaving me alone in the Captain's quarters. Tears came to my eyes again and I lost all the strength in my legs. I dropped to my knees, my hands covering my face as I truly began to sob, mourning my lost friends, my former crew mates, and most of all...

My distant husband.

Hey guys! Hope you like this...although I'm pretty sure you all hate me right now. Anyways I know this isn't really a bad cliffhanger so I hope it suffices better unlike last time haha! Let me know what you think please!!!

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