The New World

Chapter Thirty-Eight

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Warning: Blood and acts of violence is in this chapter

Scared.

If I had to say how I felt right now with one word, it would be 'scared'. Several weeks ago, when I was captured, I was scared. I was scared because I didn't know what the natives were going to do to me. Because I didn't know. That is why I am scared now. Because I don't know what will happen. To me, to Tecumseh, to us.

I have felt more in the past two months than I have in my whole nineteen years of life. I have felt betrayal, pain, rage, anxiety, but also care, passion, bliss, happiness, and love. I never truly felt those things until now.

And now I wait. I wait with so much uncertainty. Alarm. I didn't know what was going to happen. My future was uncertain. It wasn't black and white. It was blurred and grey. I couldn't see my future or even the possibilities if I even had one. That-- that scared me.

Now I waited. Here I stood in on the patio, not knowing how to begin. How would I tell Tecumseh? How could anyone tell the one they loved such horrid news? I wait in the dark. The crescent moon in the sky, shinning down behind me. I faced the forest that encompassed the empty field of crops.

The slaves were sleeping in their rooms down the street. The field was empty. So I watched the outskirts of the trees for any movement. Any signs of Tecumseh and Elsu. I wish I could just run. Once I saw them, run to them and run away. But Harold was watching me. He was inside, probably drinking alcohol.

The new Autumn air was nice on my skin as it ruffled my nightgown. Harold allowed me to change into something more comfortable, which I was thankful for (but never admit aloud). I closed my eyes and filled my lungs with sweet air and let it escape slowly with a sigh.

With eyes still closed, I pulled out every memory I shared with Tecumseh. The first time I laid eyes on him, the first time I heard his voice, the first time he touched me, spoke to me, smiled at me, kissed me, the first time...

The memories so tender, the feelings so fresh. I could almost hear his voice, the way he would whisper seductively into my ear and the way my heart would swell. The way the pads of his finger tips dragged against my skin, trailing goosebumps. It felt so real, almost like I was experiencing it for the first time all over again.

I opened my eyes to the rustling of grass. There appeared Elsu and Tecumseh riding bare-back on Kateri. I could see the horse's eyes sparkle in the moonlight. His patterns blended into the dark night well.

The two men hopped off Kateri's back with ease. I could see Tecumseh tie Kateri to one of the trees and made their way towards me. They both wore buck skin shirts and pants. I closed my eyes again, this time, forcing a tear out.

"Alice?..." Tecumseh's voice was distant. I opened my eyes.

"Alice, what are you doing out here? You could be seen," Tecumseh rushed up to me, placing his hands on my arms. He then pulled me into a tight embrace, "Alice, what is wrong? You were to wait inside," he asked in a soft voice.

I pulled away and shook my head as I whipped the tear off my cheek. I took a shaky breath, "I was a pawn..."

Elsu reached us then. I notice a decorate weapon attached to Elsu's hip, similar to an axe. Tecumseh just had his knife. Tecumseh bent down to eye level, "Alice, please tell me. Did you find anything?"