Nan's Jewel

Nan's Jewel~ Chapter 6 <3 Zillah

After the episode with Edward I cried myself to sleep on his bed. I would have preferred something that he hadn't left his mark on, but the bed was the most comfortable spot. As I lay I forced myself to think about why I ran. I came to the thought that I didn't run because he was a pirate, I ran because of the way he made me feel. It made my heart flutter, and flip, something I wasn't used to. My reaction was to run away from something I didn't understand, and that's exactly what I did, what I had done my entire life. When I heard Edward come in, I forced myself to lay still and look like I was asleep. I felt him cover me, and inwardly I appreciated the kind gesture, though I wasn't about to tell him. When I heard the knock, and Edward leave, I got up, praying to God that he owned a Bible. When he came in I was startled, and all my previous anger came flooding back. When I found he had a bible I was amazed, and felt my voice soften to him. When I read over the books, I unwillingly thought of the times my family had studies, prayed, laughed, or cried over them. I looked up from the book of Exodus to see Edward staring intently at me, or at the wall?

"Milady? Are you alright?"Edward asked, always the proper gentleman.

"I wish you wouldn't call me milady. It makes me feel uncomfortable. Zillah works just as well."I said, squirming, my voice a little bratty at the end.

"And know that to you I am Edward, not Captain."Edward said, relieving a little more of my uneasiness. I nodded.

An awkward silence filled the space between us, until Edward reached for his Bible.

"E- Edward, what am I to do when we reach Vienna?"I asked.

"Zillah, I know a few people who would be more than willing to help. Perhaps in time we can bring the rest of your family over."Edward answered. I could tell it was the best he could offer.

"But until then? Edward, my parents had my brothers, and I. That was all. My three brothers are dead, and few people know what has become of me. What if it is too much for my parents? We already lost another daughter."I pleaded, before catching myself, knowing I revealed too much about myself.

"Zillah, we are going to be spending some time together. You can trust me."Edward said, leaving his chair to sit beside me on the bed. His weight sent me slowly sliding down into his side. I took one look at the open page of the Bible, Psalm 91, and burst into tears. Edward wrapped his arms around me, giving me my time to cry.