Sherwood's Shadow(the Story of Robin Hood's Unheard of 'Enemy/Aly')

Chapter 9

*****So sorry I haven't been updating...I have no really good excuse for not doing so besides the fact I haven't been on Wattpad much....so once again, I'm sorry!*****

I was about to gulp when I stopped myself. If I gulped, is it possible for the knife to slit some of my throat as it expands? I found myself holding my breath as well to keep from being hurt. Gosh, if I get out of this alive, I'm going to put Quinn in this exact same position and hold a knife to his throat- but actually prevail at slitting it. I thought for a few seconds and almost laugh, I have quite an extensive list of people to kill in not so pleasant ways...the almost laughing part of the matter may have been the lack of oxygen however. "Let her go Quinn. Why are you doing this?" Robin hissed, yet in his underlying tone I heard...concern? Yep, definitely a lack of oxygen. "Did you not hear me before? To take revenge on Rodney..." Quinn spat back, his gaze locked on me, not even wavering much to my discomfort. I mean, can't he get off of me at least if he's going to put a knife to my throat? "Why not just kill the bugger?" Robin questioned. Good point Robin...I wouldn't mind it happening either. "Death is too good for him...he deserves to suffer, to feel torture, to be afraid. And I will be the person who gives him what he deserves." Quinn growled, his face turning red with
his anger much to my amusement. "As much as can agree the guy needs a painful death, I'm pretty sure there's a line of people of you waiting to get to him...so if you just gave Celeste back we could help you get closer than the other-" Quinn cut off Robin, "No. I don't mean physical pain-though that could be amusing- I mean mental, psychological pain. The same kind of pain he caused my family to have...for me to have. My whole family died, embarrassed as done with life. My little brother and sister committed suicide together...I'm the last of my blood so I HAVE to take revenge and I'll do the same thing to him he did to us. To die from embarrassment, stress, and anguish is the worst possible death." I sort of felt sorry for the guy, but somehow I felt as though Rodney wouldn't be able to harm someone mentally except maybe me and people he looked down on it town. " I took a chance in taking a deep breath,"If Rodney truly is as bad as you say he is, why would he care about me? He can always find some other, more beautiful girl to entertain him. He'd rather save his own skin than mine and we ALL know it. So suck it up buttercup and make a new plan. Crush his family, steal his earthly belongings, mangle his face- just anything else besides hurting me if you didn't mind." He faltered, the knife began falling away, just enough for me to take action, grabbing his wrist in a flash and bending it so the knife fell. He was shocked as he wrenched his wrist from my hand, stumbling to reach for the knife but Robin stopped him in his tracks with a few little words. "Now Quinn, you won't have to die if you just let her go. Though, my finger is getting really tired." Robin smirked cheekily, making Quinn's eyes widen as he remembered the notched arrow ready to pierce his skull,"Yo wouldn't dare take a human life." He hissed, his hands clenched and eyes narrowed. Ti this Robin frowned,"Try me." .....And he fired the arrow.