Enemies At First

Loss and Pain

This will be in James' perspective.

I woke up to a quiet hotel room. The sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating the room. A wave a sickness came over me and I rushed to the bathroom. Being ill sucked, especially when your sister was off treasure hunting. Without you. After throwing my gut up, I got up and moved to the small kitchen. Maybe if I eat I'll begin to feel better. But the thought of it made me want to vomit again. Instead I poured myself a cold glass of water and sat down at the table. The room was empty and I began to miss the company of my friends. Grabbing my phone, I began to dial my sisters number. It rang twice before she picked up.

"James? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Relax, I'm fine, other then feeling like crap. I was just bored and wanted to know if you made it."

"We're on the boat right now following some arrows. Sam thinks they lead to Libertalia, but I feel like that would be to easy, Ya know."

"I guess. Well I'll leave you too it. Just be careful Ashley."

"Always bro. Get some rest." She said before hanging up.

"Great. Alone again." I said. Ashley had told me that Nate's wife, Elena, had flew here to see him. That had fight and she left with Sully, so he couldn't even spend time with him. I had started to like him too. He knew a lot about stuff and taught me some new stuff. Like how to pop a shoulder back into place and how to properly clean a bullet wound. To bad he couldn't call him, considering that Nathan broke his phone. So I just sat there at the table, thinking about what to do next. I could read. Samuel said that there was a library not to far from this hotel. It was decided, I was going to library. I got dressed and cleaned myself up. I was still slightly sick so I kinda looked like death. Oh well.

The walk to the library was calm. The cool breeze felt nice on my feverish forehead. The red locks on my head were messy. The Library was huge and looked older. The interior had marble floors and red, velvet carpet running down the main hall. There was a second story with a spiral staircase leading up to it. This place was gorgeous and I've never seen anything like it! There has to be millions of books here. I walked down each row of bookcases, basking in the moment. I finally walked up to the second floor and found the pirates section. Maybe I could find something that has to do with Captain Avery. My fingers skimmed across the spines of each individual book. My eyes searched each of the books names, finally coming upon a blue one. It read: King of the Pirates: The Swashbuckling Life of Henry Every by E. T. Fox. Perfect. I grabbed it and flipped through the pages before walking towards a table. Surprisingly, most of the tables were full. Most them were probably students, looking to study. I walked around until I found a table that was empty. Except for a young women, looking through a dictionary and writing down notes. "Is this seat taken?" I asked shyly. She looked up at me and shook her head. I gave her a silent thanks and took a seat.

I sat there reading the book for what seemed like hours but in reality, it had been only 10 minutes. The women sitting beside me leaned farther into her chair and sighed, frustration in her eyes. She bent down, reaching into her brown bag. A white came out of it and she set it on the table. I looked at the cover and recognized it. It was the same medical book I had when I went to school. The women noticed my staring and spoke. "Is something wrong?" She had a thick English accent. "Uh- no sorry. It's just that I had the same book in school." I said, motioning towards the pile of pages. She looked at me and then her book. "So you used to be a medical student?"

"Yes. I had to drop out, but I still learned a lot. Maybe I could help you if your struggling? That is, if you want."
She looked at me again. "That would be great!" She said before scooting her chair over to him. Now she sat only inches away from me. For some stupid reason, my heart began to thump. I refocused on the task in front of me. We sat for about an hour, talking about different procedures and what steps to take for them.