Jamal and Nazra (Under Editing)

CHAPTER 8:

[Jamal's POV]
Planning a raid can be exhausting. I've sent out the East troop to the great town of Qaeda, known for its gold. We need that gold to make our biddings. You can't be poor in a militia group because how else will you get to purchase your weapons.
Maybe I should go check on that girl, I wonder if she's ok. Why am I feeling like this. I can't allow myself to care for a hostage. I don't wish to feel this way.
"Sir, rifles in the ammunition chamber are out of the bullets," Arman reported. He interrupts my train onf thought.
"Well, fill them up orvget Khasim to do it."
"Sir, we also have no bullets."
"Oh for crying out loud, I informed the troop on that, they'll bring more on their way back with the loot."
"Ok Sir."
"Is there anything else you wish to inform me."
"No Sir."
"Close the door on your way out."
I decide to get some rest. I lay in my bed gazing at the ceiling. Sometimes I like to think of how I ended up here. I lost everything before the militia. The militia are my family since I had nothing in the world but I am not weak. I take great pride in being able execute raids and kill with one swift blow. I've never known what else am good at other than hurting others. It seems like its been hours and sleep has desserted me. I don't know why but I cant stop thinking about that girl , there's just something about her that is different. She seems innocent but she also exumes some kind of confidence. She hasn't once since I locked her up begged us to spare her life. This disturbs me since everyone else we capture seems to be so concerned about their well being.
I finally decide to go see how she's doing.
I stand at the door unlocking it, I push it open slowly so I don't startle her.
"Who's there?" I hear her voice sharp though sleepy. I guess she was asleep.
"Relax princess, it's only me,"
"You're saying it as if I was expecting you."
"But princess, I knew you couldn't wait to see me again. So i saved you the burden of waiting."
"Please don't flatter yourself, it only makes you more disgusting."
"If I were you princess, I'd watch what I say to me. Remember I determine whether you live or die."
"Then why keep me alive. I'd cost you a whole lot less trouble if I were dead."
I walked in and locked the door behind me. This girl was challenging me but shockingly I wasn't angry about it. I wanted to keep the conversation going.

Hey guys am so sorry i had to cut it there and am sorry I haven't been updating. I got so busy. I promise to update tomorrow and finish his pov.  Keep reading, vote and leave a comment.