Warning: In this chapter, there are a scene of violence. I will put an alert, don't worry. Good reading.
/The next day/
I have a little fever, but I'm fine. Hercule did everything for my wound. I wanted to find a river to clean my wound and change my bandage. I know there is a river not far from here.I take a rifle, and get ready to enter the jungle.
- Where are you going? Arthur asks me as he sees me leave.
- There is a river not far from here, I have to clean my wound and change my bandages.
- In this case, I'm coming with you. He also takes a rifle and we walk in the jungle.
As he walks, he notices that I am not well. He puts his hand on my forehead.
- You have a fever.
- I know ... that's why I need to clean and change bandages as often as possible. If I have an infection, I could die.
- You're not going to die, Sarah.
- I know, Arthur. As long as I change my bandages and clean my wound, I will live.
We arrive near the river, I kneel and remove my shirt and bandage. Arthur squatted next to me and said:
- So, what happens?
- I have a start of infection, look. It's a little red, but nothing alarming.
He takes a tissue from his bag and soaks it in the cool water and gently puts it on my wound. I take out bandages from my bag and begin to cover my wound. Arthur stands up and says to me:
- I'm going for a walk, I'm not going far.
- Okay, be careful.
- Always. He kisses me and leaves me alone.
Once the new bandage is done, I plunge my hands into the water and rub my face, it feels good.I put on my shirt and took my bag and Arthur's, I know where he left, I just have to catch him up.But after a while, I can not find Arthur, I take out my rifle as a precaution and go ahead, I find footprints on the ground and decide to hunt down the man I love.
The footprints stop, but he is not there, I look around me ...
I hear a crack on my right I turn sharply and pointing my rifle in the same direction, but something stings my arm. I remove what stung me and find that it is a kind of small arrow, my head starts to turn, I feel not good ... not good at all....
The last thing I remember is to have fallen to the ground.
/A few hours later/
My head hurts ... where am I? I still see blurry, but after a few seconds I noticed that I was chained up against a wall.Night has fallen, I look around me and start to agitate, I hear a man coming towards me, he is a soldier. He speaks to me in Spanish, I do not understand anything.
-Who are you, bastard ?! I shouted.
He puts his rifle on a box and approaches me, he puts his hand next to my head and leans against the wall.He looks at me with a dirty smile, I know what he wants. He caresses my cheek and I turn my head in the other direction.
He puts his hand on my belly and tries to undo my pants, I give him a violent kick in the crotch.He crouched for a moment saying insults in Spanish.Then he comes back to me and squeezes my throat, his eyes are full of hatred. Nobody will touch me.
!!!Violence!!!
He slaps and punches me in the belly, he knows I have a wound, he tears off my shirt, half-naked and takes off my bandages. He says to me in English:
- Give yourself to me.
- Never.
He starts beating me again and insults me, he press on my wound, making me scream in pain.
- Give yourself to me. he repeats.
- No... never.
He presses harder and harder, and my screams are only growing.He slaps me so hard that the blood flows from my nose and my mouth.He decides to force the passage. He undoes my pants and pulls it down.I struggle as much as I can, screaming, hoping someone will hear me. He puts a knife under my throat.
He starts to undo his pants and pulls it down, he try to take my legs, but I struggle so much that he can't, I scream so much that I have a sore throat.He managed to pass one of my legs around his waist, but at the last moment a shot is heard and he falls to the ground. I Looking up.
!!!No more violence!!!
- Arthur!! I shouted
He rushes over me and pulls up my pants and removes the chains of my wrists, I hold him tightly in my arms.
- Are you okay? He asked me.
- Yes, I am fine.
My shirt is in tatters, he gives me his and gives me his rifle and takes the one of the soldier. Leon come to us and tell us there are others prisoners.
- Come, follow me. Said Leon.
We follow him discreetly, he tells us he knows a way. We are approaching another soldier's camp. We take cover against a wall and wait for them to leave. After a while, they move away from us and we continue to advance. We arrive in front of three prisoners being hanged, Arthur and I kill the hangman and release the prisoners by shooting on the ropes.
But our shots alert the soldiers who opened fire on us. I take cover behind a wall and Arthur behind a rock. I kill two soldiers, and wanting to reload, I check my wound, bleed a little, I take out a tissue and press to stop the bleeding.
We managed to kill all the soldiers. I sit on a rock and continue to press on my wound.Arthur helps Leon free the last prisoners.
- Thank you, my friend. I'm Baptiste. I work with Hercule. We owe you our lives. You and this woman.
- Yes, thank you.
- My pleasure. This place... makes me miss home. Said Arthur.
- Take care, my friend. Hercule is getting a boat lined up, to get you and your men out of here. Just meet him at Cinco Torres. Said Baptiste to Arthur and me
- We'll be there. Said Arthur.
- Good, good. Here, this is for you. He hands Arthur a little money.
- Thanks.
- It's not much, but it's the least we can do. Good luck getting home. he move away from Arthur and me.
Arthur approaches me and finds that my wound is bleeding. I smiled slightly to make him understand that everything is fine. He takes me gently by the arm and we return to the camp. And this time, I will not move. I'm sick of my wound being open all the time.
Arthur helps me lie in bed and lie down next to me, I turn to him and put a hand on his chest.
This island makes me sick, and my throat always hurts.
I want to go back home....
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Maybe for some it was not very violent, but I still put an alert, some people are more sensitive than others.
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