Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 4

Isabella's POV:

'And you're mine now darling.'

To hell I was!!! Who does this guy think he is?? I may be nice but I am not going to let this pirate think he can walk all over me. He's in the wrong here and I'll be sure to let him know.

I jerked away from his hold and he smirked at me. "Aww, you aren't mad at me are you darling?" He mocks and I glare at him.

"Oh you are mad. That's perfect, I love a good challenge." He says and winks at me. I narrow my eyes and finally yell at him.

"Who wouldn't be mad at you?? You kidnapped me from my home and threaten my life, I think I have the right to be mad!" I say, my voice raising.

His smirk disappears and he narrows his eyes before gripping my tied wrists and dragging me into a room, obviously the Captain's quarters.

He throws me in a chair and I stumble, sitting upright but letting out a small scream as he pushes the chair up against the wall and hovers over it, glaring me down.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that princess, it will get you in trouble." He threatens and I feel an uneasy feeling come over me.

"You have to consider how I feel!" I protest, mentally slapping myself for not keeping my big mouth shut.

"I DON'T HAVE TO CONSIDER ANYTHING!!!" He bellows and I cower down as he picks me from the chair and tosses me on the ground before climbing on top of me.

He takes my tied hands and puts them above my head so now I'm at his full mercy. Well crap, he's really forward with his actions.

The threatening stance he holds over me is absolutely terrifying and I'm trying to hold my tears back.

"You're on my ship now girl, if you don't want to end up dead and tossed into the sea, I suggest you shut up and learn to show respect." He spits and I whimper as his grip gets tighter.

"Got it?!?!" He yells angrily and I nod my head, a tear escaping my eye. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples before giving me a hard look.

"Good. Because if this is how you're going to act the whole time I'm going to shoot you." He grumbles and I stare at him with wide eyes. "Wh-what?" I stutter and he snorts.

"Can you not understand English?? I. Will. Shoot. You. If. You. Keep. Acting. Like. This." He says slowly, his green eyes darkening with each word.

"Ye-yes...I understand." I say quietly and he gets off me finally, making me let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. He chuckled darkly at my response and tugged me up.

He had a look of humor on his face as he saw my defensive stance. A grin came on his face and I gulped nervously.

This can't be good.

Pulling me to him, my body slammed against his, and he tilted my chin up so that I had to look at him.

"Do I make you nervous darling?" He asks and my mouth speaks before my mind can catch up.

"Yes....I-I mean no." I stutter and the smirk on his face gets bigger.

"Have you never been close to a guy before?" He asks curiously and my cheeks flame at the bluntness of his question. "Because I can make that happen." He adds and I scoff. Pervert.

"I-I have." I lie, his eyes filling with humor and another emotion I can't place. "I can feel your heart beating faster, you're lying." He says huskily and I gulp. "I'm not lying." I say and he chuckles.

"This is going to be an interesting seven weeks." He says and smirks down at me, the look in his eye making me shiver.

He takes out a knife and cuts my wrists free. "You can't go anywhere now, so I have no use to tie you up, unless..." He pauses, leaning down in my right ear.

"...you give me a reason to punish you." He whispers hotly and I back away from him, tripping over something and falling on my butt.

He grins at me and shakes his head before leaning down, his hands on his knees as his face was now eye-level with me.

"Don't be too nervous. It's all in how you act darling." He says and I look down, only to jump when his breath is on my ear.

"I wouldn't mind punishing you though darling." He says cheekily and I mumble under my breath.

"What was that darling??" He snaps and I give him a wary look. "I said my name was Isabella." I say, trying to sound confident. As I said, I was trying to.

He rolls his eyes and snorts, grabbing my arm and yanking me up. "Don't worry darling, it's not a name I'll forget." He says and I roll my eyes. Now he's just trying to provoke a reaction from me. The dumb prick.

He stops at the door and turns toward me, a stern look on his face. "Don't try anything stupid. Stay out of the way of my crew. Understand?" He commands and I slowly nod, afraid of disobeying him.

He nods to me and opens the door, where noise immediately flooded my ears. Captain walked out and I followed him up to the stern, where I leant against the edge and looked out at the water.

An interesting seven weeks it was going to be. This 'Captain' whose name I don't know is a pervert, scary, demanding and very intimidating. I haven't seen a nice side if him, if he even has one.

I was getting lost in thought when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped slightly, turning around to be met with blue eyes.

The young lad laughed at my reaction and I looked away. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone. "Didn't mean to startle you miss, I was just noticing you looked lonely." He says, his British accent ringing in my ears.

"Well you're right on that." I mutter and he sighs, leaning against the rail by me. "I'm sorry the Captain treats you so harshly, but don't take it to heart. He's just trying to figure out how to deal with this." He says and I give him a look.

"You think?" I ask and he nods. "My name's Louis by the way." He says and I smile. He's actually a nice guy for a pirate.

"Isabella." I say and he smiles at me. "Lovely name. Maybe sometime you can-" he starts but is cut off by the deep voice I've come to fear in the past hour.

"What are you doing?" He asks and we turn around. The Captain-who's name I still don't know-is standing with his arms crossed and a very pissed off look on his face.

"I was just talking to her." Louis says and I nod. "Go away." He growls and Louis sighs before giving me an apologetic look.

I watched in sadness as the young pirate walked away. I was actually enjoying some pleasant company. Now I have to deal with him.

"Why the hell were you talking to him??" He hisses as soon as Louis was out of earshot. I cross my arms in defense and give him a hard look.

"I was just standing here!! He came and talked to me, which was nice of him because if I'm going to be here for seven freaking weeks I'd love to be able to talk to someone!" I retort but immediately regret it when I see the anger flood his eyes.

"Come with me. Now." He growls through gritted teeth and before I could protest or even follow him he grabbed my arm and started to drag me away.

Back to the cabin where we first had a 'talk'.

I don't want to have a talk with him.

To say the least I was scared out of my mind. And all for just talking to someone!!! This is ridiculous.

He threw me inside and slammed the door behind him, glaring at me furiously, his nostrils flaring and eyes blazing.

"WHY WOULD YOU BE TALKING TO ANYONE??" He blows up and I give him an incredulous look. Okay I can't take this anymore.

"Why are you yelling at me because I was TALKING to someone?? You told me to stay out of the way and not do anything stupid! I didn't!! So why are you so angry??" I fire back and he lets out a shaky breath.

He stalks over to me and I back up until I hit the wall, having him come up to me and slam his hands above my head.

I jump at the force of his hands and cower slightly, looking into his dark green eyes.

"Talking to anyone without my permission is a bad idea." He growls and I open my mouth to say something else but he cuts me off.

"You are not to talk to anyone anymore, got it?? They will only cause you trouble. And I don't care what you say, you're on my ship and you will do as I say." He snaps and I clench my fists together.

"No!!! I'm not going to just seclude myself!!! What, I've had better company by talking to him for five minutes than I have with you the entire time I've known you!! I know more about him than I know about you!!" I start and he clenches his jaw.

"I don't even know your name and I know his!! If I'm only allowed to talk to you how is it that he was friendlier than you? I'd rather just be with him the whole seven weeks!!" I yell and he slams his fist into the wall, making me jump again.

"SHUT UP!!! You don't know anything about these people, so don't go saying this friendly crap about them. I'm trying to keep you safe here and-" he starts and I can't help but laugh.

"Safe? How can I feel safe when all you do is constantly threaten and scream at me??? To me they're safer than you are!" I retort and he grabs me harshly by the shoulders.

"You don't know anything about what goes on around here." He starts, his voice trembling in anger.

All he's doing is making up excuses for all of this and he knows it too. I just have no idea why.

"You're not making any sense! I don't understand any of this! Why are you making excuses?? Why are you angry??" I ask and he runs a hand through his hair and huffs.

"It's just that-I...damn...forget it." He mutters and releases me, leaving against the wall in confusion.

"I'll be back for dinner tonight. Don't leave the room until I come back." He orders and I numbly nod, my head down.

"And Isabella?" He asks, and I look at him, shocked he used my first name.

"My name is Harry." He says and leaves, slamming the door behind him. What was that??

He confuses me so much and I've only known him for an hour at the most.

What have I been dragged into?