Captain Styles *UNEDITED VERSION*

Chapter 39

Isabella's POV:

"...Bella."

The voice seemed so distant, so far away. I didn't know who was calling me, or what they wanted. All I heard was a little whisper of my name, but that was it. My mind was in a fog, and I couldn't seem to figure out why.

"Bella!"

This time the name was much clearer, and I could tell it was a man's voice. No, not just any man's voice...it was...Harry's?

"Bella!!"

My eyes snapped open wide, the sun blinding them immediately after I opened them. I flinched against the sun, weakly bringing my hand up to cover my face. I could tell I was laying down, so I slowly sat up, propping myself up on one hand while I held my head with the other. Harry was beside me, a worried yet angry look on his face.

"Harry, what happe-" I stop mid sentence, my memory coming back to me and the image of the ship blowing up came to my mind, and I felt tears come to my eyes. "No...no it can't be true." I whisper, leaning forward and putting both hands over my face, beginning to cry.

"I take it you remember now?" he murmurs and I nod my head, the dread and guilt consuming me. It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't have died. They wouldn't have lost their ship...Harry wouldn't be a captive.

"I'm so sorry Harry." I cry, not able to look him in the eye. He probably hates me for making him lose his precious friends, his crew, and his ship. I've really screwed up this time, haven't I?

I feel two hands wrap around mind and take them away from my face, making me look up to see him giving me a sad yet determined look. "Don't you dare start this. This is not your fault, Bella. It's not. If anything, it's your fathers. Not yours." he says and I sniffle, trying to hold in all my tears.

"If it wasn't for me, my father wouldn't be doing this!" I cry, taking one hand out of his hold and putting it up against my face, tears falling down yet again. Harry wraps his arms around me, taking me close to his body.

"Please, Bella, just listen to me. You can't control what your father does. You can't do it. No matter what you try to do, there is no controlling other people's actions. It's not possible. This is not your fault." he says and I look up at him, his face blurry from all my tears.

"But Harry, you lost everything! What about your crew? Your friends?" I ask and blink, his face coming clearer and I saw the pained expression on his face at the mention of his friends. "That's not your fault. I should've warned them to leave earlier. I had a feeling that battle was going to be lost, yet I stuck it out and fought anyways." he says and I shake my head.

"You did what you had to do, Harry." I say and he weakly smiles up at me. "I guess it's neither of our faults then." he says and I sniffle, barely nodding my head. I guess he did have a point, but I still felt awful for what he's going through...what we're both going through.

"Looks like you two are finally awake."

The grimy voice made both of us look over, seeing a tall man with a uniform on, obviously the commander of this ship. "What do you want?" Harry spits hatefully and the commander chuckles. "Just watching you two fall apart is quite funny." he says and I glare at him.

"How is any of this funny? You just killed several men!!" I yell and he closes his eyes solemnly. "I do regret that. Those were your comrades, weren't they? Don't worry, they didn't die in vain." he says and Harry grits his teeth together, a deadly glare on his face.

"You little-" he says, standing up and about to charge when three guards stepped in front of the commander, holding up spears at Harry. "I do apologize for your fallen comrades, but justice prevailed us today. We've taken captive the man whose done a lot of damage to ships sailing the sea, plus the damage he did whenever Isabella Perkins was captured." he says and I shake my head, standing up beside Harry.

"That's not justice." I say coldly and the commander just raises an eyebrow at us, not seeming to care about our opinions. "We'll be arriving back at your home in a day or so." the commander says, slightly bowing to me and I just look down at the ground.

"That's no home of mine." I say and the commander sighs. "I'm sorry to have to do this, Miss Perkins, but...guards, take the two prisoners down to the cells. We can't have them in plain sight now that they are awake." he says and I open my mouth to protest but two hands grip my wrists harshly, making me look behind me.

Two men had retained me and Harry, putting handcuffs on us to make sure we couldn't go anywhere. "You'll regret this." Harry growls and the commander shakes his head. "No, I don't think I will. Governor Perkins has promised me a wealthy amount of gold as a reward, and I'm glad to say that I can get it. Don't worry, you two will be directly delivered to the Governor, and then if he sees fitting, the King himself." he tells us and I struggle against my bonds, trying to get free but not succeeding.

The two guards drag us below deck, the sun disappearing from our eyes as we are led down a hallway into the prison cells. They throw us in the same prison, the bars closing behind us. Harry goes up to the bars, his hands clenched tightly on them as curses came out of his mouth.

"What do we do now?" I ask and he lets out a sigh, turning around and facing me with a sad yet angry look. "All we can do now is wait. There's no way we're escaping right now, that's for sure." he says and I look out the barred window, seeing the ocean swaying in the wind.

Tears came to my eyes as the thought of me never seeing them again occured to my mind. "We have to do something." I say and Harry puts a hand on my shoulders, giving me a sad look.

"Bella, listen to me." he says and I turn away from the only piece of sunlight that streamed into the damp prison cell, looking at Harry's concerned face.

"You've probably already figured out what's going to happen to me whenever we face your father, havne't you? That's why you want to escape so badly." he whispers and tears come to my eyes and I throw my arms around him, holding him close to me.

"My father's cruel, Harry. He won't let you see the King. I know he won't." I whisper and he holds me tighter, obviously knowing that I was right. "Don't worry, it'll be fine." he says to me and I push him away slightly so I can look into his eyes.

"How is that going to be fine? It's not fine at all!!" I yell and he just puts a hand on my head, a kind smile coming to his face. "You don't know the trouble I've caused for the King...it's been a lot of grief on him, I'm sure. This is what I have to face now." he says and tears fill my eyes.

"Harry...no." I cry and he just hugs me again. "Don't worry Bella. I'll come back for you. I did come back for you, remember? It'll be just like that. It may take some time, but we'll definitely meet again." he says and I begin to tremble in his arms, not liking how this was turning out.

"How can you come back?" I whisper and he just lets out a humorless chuckle. "Maybe you'll have to find me this time." he says and I look up at his eyes, sadness filling me.

"Harry...I don't want it to happen." I say and he just smiles at me, tears now filling his eyes. "Everything will work out. Don't worry about it." he says and I cry into his arms again, clutching him tightly to me.

We stayed like that for hours, just holding each other as we came closer and closer to my father. Before we knew it, night had fallen and the moon shining through the barred window was the only source of light that we had.

Harry and I fell asleep like that, holding each other as we laid on the hard wooden floor, not wanting to let each other go. Tomorrow wasn't going to be a good day. I knew it wasn't. Even though I knew this...

I didn't want it to happen.

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