Loving the Dead

Chapter 20

We got back to my room, and we both laid down on my bed, exhausted.

"I didn't realize you were that well of a fighter. That's would amazing for a women. If the people found out about that around here they would see you as a total outcast." Jacob said, breaking the sound of our heavy breathing in the room.

I looked him in the eyes and saw the bright blue sparkly I have come to love.

"Thanks love. I was taught by Breccan. He is a few years older than me so he has a bit of more experience than me." I answered back.

"Hm Breccan. He sounds quite interesting..." Jacob said and he trailed off, and turned his back on me as we laid on top of the bed.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked quizzically, turning on my side and tracing the intricate patterns with my finger on the back of his coat.

"It's just that, I don't want to bring any harm to him. If he means as much as he does to you, that would kill me if I hurt him. I see the admiration and love you have for him, and if I did anything to hurt you it would be the end of me."

His words stung me as the realization hit. If Breccan wasn't willing to listen to me, it might have to come down to a fight.

A blood bath of pirate and soldier.

The thought sickened me, and I didn't want to think about.

"Jacob, let me handle it. Breccan should listen to me." I said to his back.

He then flipped onto his other side, face to face with me.

"But what if he doesn't?"

The question hung in the air, and I didn't want to answer.

I just wrapped my arms around Jacob's waist and buried my head into the crook of his neck. I felt like a child being comforted by a parent.

"Then I'll have to step it." I answered, muffled into his jacket.

Jacob then backed away from me off the bed, and faced his back to me. He stood there like that for a few seconds, but it felt like hours.

"I will not let you do that. I could not bear it to see you get hurt." He said, worry settling in his face as he frowned.

"Look Jacob, I know you want to protect me, but I'm more powerful than you'll ever be." I said quietly as my legs hung off the side of the bed.

"Annora, you have to promise me something. Will you promise me that won't intervere? Will you let us fight it out until the end?" He asked as he looked me straight into the eyes.

"Jacob you can't ask me to do that. I will not promise you that." I said as I jumped off the bed and crossed my arms across my chest.

"I can't stand to see you get hurt. I don't know how I would live with myself." He said almost frantically, like I was about to die at the very moment.

"And you think I will be able to stand it when I see you get hurt? Or Breccan? Think about me too Jacob!" I said throwing my arms down to my side.

He was silent for a moment as he thought about what I said.

"Do you understand what I'm trying to say? I don't want anyone to get hurt. I've always had a thing about killing or hurting people, but if I need to do it I will. I am stronger than I look." I said quietly as I put my fingers underneath his chin so he would look at me. His eyes shone with sadness, and we both silently knew a fight would be underway, but we had no clue was going to happen.

Jacob took my hand in his and he kissed me gently on my lips. We broke away and I embraced him, smelling the sea on his coat.

"Just stay with me for now. Don't leave me." He said softly as he carressed my hair. I heard the softness in his voice, and didn't really know how to react to it, so I just stood still in his arms, breathing in the salt. No one had ever openly expressed this much feeling for me. This made me feel even more scared for what might happen but I tried not to worry. I knew that if I wanted to protect Jacob, I needed one more thing to do so.