All I've Ever Wanted (Laurette)

Chapter 20

Lafayette's POV

I stared in horror. I couldn't believe what I heard. 'Laurens... My Laurens was captured but redcoats...' I thought to myself. Rage flooded my system, and I balled my fists. "One of you better tell me what happened right now or someone's gonna feel my wrath." I growled lowly in my throat.
"We were scouting the area when British ambushed us. We tried to fight back but Burr got shot in the leg and I got nicked in the arm... Laurens tried to protect me and Burr as I helped him wrap his leg up... The redcoats kept pushing when one caught him in the shoulder then nabbed him..." Alex explain, anger in his own voice. I looked at Lee.
"And what were you doing the whole time?!" I snarled at him.
"He hid and let it happen..." Alex spat, glaring at Lee. I lost it then. I stomped over to Lee and smacked him across the face, so hard he fell backwards. Then I turned to Alex,
"Get back to camp now and get Burr to the medic then get soldiers out here to put the fire out." I commanded.
"And what are you going to do?" Alex asked as I turned and started to walk away.
I stopped and said,
"...I'm going go find John..."

Lauren's POV

I slowly lifted up my head, but my head got yanked back by my hair. The pain was immense but all I did was smirk. 'Ha, these redcoats took me thinking they could get information.' I thought to myself which only made me smirk more. I opened my eyes at the sound of foot steps coming towards me. It was General Howe. Hatred flared in my eyes as he kneeled down to my leave. He grabbed my chin and grinned, taking in the sight of me being on my knees and my hands behind tied. He was enjoying the sight of an American prisoner.
"Well well, look what we have here. A bloody American~" the British officer purred with satisfaction of what his soldiers accomplished.
"Why don't you just tell me where your little camp is, maybe I'll set you free~! I'm sure King George will order for you be his new favorite." His voice was friendly, but it made me sick to my stomach. Just the thought of betraying my country like that was enough to make me queasy. I growled and spit in General Howe's face.
"Like I'd ever be a yellow belly redcoat... I'm not gonna tell you anything, nothing you do can make me." I grinned, having bone chillingly friendliness in my voice. Howe wiped his face off and looked furious. He stood up and put his foot on my wounded shoulder, pushing down. I cried out in pain and gritted my teeth, screaming because of how much it hurt. But it didn't let it break me, I pushed back, looking up at him and showing my teeth. Howe saw my grin and moved his foot. He drew his leg back and aimed for my stomach. I saw this and moved out of the way, causing him to miss. I laughed at this but didn't see him go for my chest. He pushed me back on the ground, his foot put on my windpipe.
"Maybe now you'll reconsider." He chuckled. I couldn't breath... My vision began to blur, and I choked for air. But before I blacked out I tried to manage a weak,
"G-Go to h-h..."