The Woodcutters Wife

Chapter 2: Bays Watch

-Ryan's POV-

The cool air feels good against my warm skin. The moon is bright against the dark sky and is reflected in the water next to us. The English country side is really beautiful at night.

Delilah is next to me, driving the car to a town called Bays Watch where we hope to take some good photos. Just so you know, we're photographers and Bays Watch is full of old buildings and great landscapes.

"We close yet?" I ask her. She turns her head towards me.

"We're a few kilometres away" she said, a yawn escaping her. "Maybe five or ten minutes".

"Do you think you'll stay awake that long?" I ask her, a small smile on my face.

"I'll try" she said, turning back to the road.

"So where are we staying again?"

"Some place called the 'Four Skull Hideaway'" she says, a look of disgust on her face.

"Sounds like a bar to me" I tell her.

"Well it isn't" she says to me.

"I don't think so"

"Well I searched it up on the Internet and it's meant to be quite nice".

In the distance, we can faintly make out some thick trees, and I expected it to be the forest surrounding the town, and the water next to us being the bay, hence the name 'BAYS Watch'. As we draw closer, the trees seem to become thicker and darker. This is a spooky place at night. I see distant lights and assume that's the city.

"I think that's it" I tell her.

"I hope so" she says to me, "I nearly fell asleep just then".

"Just hold on a little longer" I reassure her. We see a few buildings and a market place, some ruins of ancient churches and town houses built a few hundred years ago. We see a few people closing up shops and some just wandering around. I look at the clock above the stereo. It says it's 11:24pm.

It seems kind of weird to be closing a shop at this late hour. I focus back on the houses and other buildings and spot The Four Skull Hideaway.

"There it is" I tell Delilah, pointing in the direction of the building about twenty metres away.

"Thank Jesus" she says, sighing.

"You mean 'thank god'?" I ask her.

"Potato, Potarto". She tells me, obviously not caring much. She pulls up on the side of the road and we get out of the car and get our suitcases out of the boot. We unload them and begin walking to the door.

"Here we go" I say, as we enter the hotel.

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Hey guys, sorry for the late chapter, I've been pretty busy lately. We began writing a book on the account chubsandrichie which we changed to rachypooandrichie and got locked out of it. So we're re writing it on this account. Bye :)