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Chapter 3

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     All the men were laughing as they drank rum and ate their dinners. I however was starving.

     "Well look who it is boys!" The captain said. "Probably our most valuable prize yet." The men hooted and hollered at me.

     "Sing us a song sweet cheeks!" One of the men yelled and the crew burst into laughter. A blush spread to my cheeks and I glared at the crowed of men. Ryan walked up to me and shoved my instrument into my hand. The room quieted. I stood awkwardly then sat on one of the steps that lead down to where we sat. I raked my brain trying to think of a song to sing and then it came to me. I started to play The Maidens Tune hoping it would convey a message to them.

     The captain burst into laughter. "Oh, we don't have to trick you little girl. We took you no trick required. Face the fact that no matter what you do you're not getting off this ship unless you're sinking down to Davy Jones' locker!" The men chuckled at their captains words.

     "you're all sick bastards!" I yelled at all of them. One of the men stood up and gripped my wrist.

     "I call 'er first. I like'em feisty." After saying that the man pulled me closer so he could wrap both arms around my skinny underfed waist. "Come on let's go play around girly." The whole crew chuckled and laughed while I screamed and struggled to get out of the man's grip.

     "Cut it out!" A sudden voice boomed through the ship. Ryan had stood up so fast the bench and several men were pushed backwards. "Let her go, Curb!" I then noticed Ryan's clenched fists and teeth. I started at him curiously while my heart still pounded in fear.

     "Oh, look everybody. The bastard has come to the rescue of a girl that doesn't even belong to him. This girl," the man said twirling my around and gripping my throat to the point where I was gasping. "This girl right here belongs to the crew! Do you know what that means bastard? I can do whatever I want with her whenever I want to do it, and I'm thinking that prostitute at the dock didn't quite satisfy six months at sea."

     "Leave the girl Curb." I switched my eyes to see the captain starting at the scene in amusement. "When we do get down to business I will be going first." The captain's amused face turned into an evil smirk. "Then you can take whatever you want."

     The cold evil in the captain's stare made my bottom lip tremble and my skin rise in goosebumps. I shivered in disgust and struggled more in Curb's arms as I was becoming light headed. Curb finally let go causing me to drop to the floor nearly sobbing. I forced myself to stay together. these men didn't deserve my tears.

     "Ryan! Go put her back in the brig." Ryan nodded stiffly still glaring at Curb.

     "Come on." Ryan said through clenched teeth while grabbing my upper arm and pulling me away from Curb. He dragged me up to the deck and I breathed in the fresh air. The scent of sweat and filth had nearly suffocated me. I tried to linger on the deck and look out at see, but Ryan dragged me along like a light weight not even noticing my pause. 

     I caught one last glimpse of the ocean before I was dragged below deck to the brig. Ryan gently nudged me in and slowly closed the door. Before he could go I blurted, "I don't know why you did it, but thank you for saving me." The young pirate paused and then spun around. He walked briskly toward my prison and then reached through the bars to grab my waist and pull me forward. Then his lips were on mine moving ever so gently. It wasn't my first kiss but it was the most gentle I had ever experienced, and that was what made my eyes flutter closed.

     Ryan moaned into my mouth before slowly pulling away. When he did my eyes opened wide, and my hand came up to touch my lips. "Now you know why Jenna." He withdrew his arm and exited the brig. I was confused as to whether he wanted my body or me in general. I guessed it was the first option considering we had never met before, but that assumption made my heart ache. Why did I care so much? The boy helped kidnap me for chrissake!

     God, Jenna stop being so girly!! Just shut-up and find away out of this mess! Sitting down I took in a deep breath and tried to block my mind from the thought of Ryan, but my mind kept traveling to the feel of his soft lips messaging mine. I bit my lip and groaned. Why me? Whenever I closed my eyes I saw him standing in front of me in his tight pants and puffy shirt with the laces partly opened so I could see his hard chest. My eyes burst open, and my breaths came out in rasps.

     I pinched myself several times on each arm and then lightly slapped myself on each cheek, but by then my eyes were drooping, and I couldn't think straight. Unable to stay awake any longer I laid down and fell into a deep sleep.

     Sorry it's short.

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