Dancing in the Night - Javier Escuella X Reader

3:Whore

With in the past 2 weeks the blizzards died down and the weather got much lighter. The gang packing and getting there belongings together to go who knows where... The only thing man and Kieran know is we might get shot soon, being starved and beaten...

"Get the dirty rascals, keep the ties on 'em." The accent of Dutch says. Then two men walk in, following there masters orders like a dog.

In under a minute we're carried off to a wagon, thrown on then sat there. Being stared down by the woman, like we're abnormal.

"Y-Y/N, I'm scared..." Kieran whispers in my ear with his shaky voice. "Keep you mouth shut and maybe we won't get the cut out, tell them what they need to know.... We don't want anymore trouble." I tell him my best advice then carry on looking around. Maybe, just maybe I can find a escape point.

The wagon starts moving, slowly, but we're still going somewhere.

Small whimpers come from Kieran, tears falling and his face turning red and heated. "You big baby." I chuckle then get a pat thought. 'I'll be back, don't forget me!'...

"Remember when you'd always ask me about my past?" I ask. He nods, crying being off his mind now.

"Well, if you stop crying I'll tell you~" "O-Ok..." He sniffs and whips his face on his own shoulder. "I was born in Paris, France... I lived there till 5, then moved to Saint Denis. My sister was born there, we lived there for years... In a ballet studio, my mother taught it. All by herself. A strong woman, our father left us right after my sister was born."

His eyes glued to my face. "What was your sisters name?" "Celine, she was so energetic. Pretty, symmetrical face and so kind. One day, just one day I'm gonna go back to Saint Denis and find her. Or my mom... I can't wait to see her face again... If I ever will again."

"How was Paris?" "Since I was so little I don't remember, but I do remember learning French and how to make bread..." I giggle at the first time I baked something there.

He looks to the open back, the snow almost gone and the other wagon behind us.

"Do you think of them lots...?" "Of course, family is important to me. Love seems so painful... But family knows you better I guess... In my case not really but it feels like it." I giggle at my own little joke.

"Aren't you a little happy Colm isn't here?" I ask him, his eyes show nervousness again. "I guess, this is better then being shot and hit." I nod agreeing.

We look up at the blue sky, white fluffy clouds making it more pretty.

"How hard is learning French? Or just remembering two languages?" I think for a moment. "Well obviously French is hard, some words are spelled so strangely. Remembering two languages is kinda hard I guess... But when you grow up with both of them it's more normal."

The wagon slows down as it goes up a steep hill, trees surrounding one area. The wagons go in the trees, making it to a small, secluded part.

"This looks kind of," I look at the dead grass and mud, with empty cans of food and logs everywhere. "Shitty..." I chuckle at these guys taste. Savagery... I can't be the one to talk I guess, I mean... Colm Odriscoll?

The men come over and pick us out, carrying us over to the trees. They hold us up to one and tie us up, then walk off.

They all start unpacking and running around.

Wow, so boring... I doze off, only my thoughts to listen to so far.

"Y/N! You're so rude!" Celine says in a pouting tone. I chuckled with a small smirk. "Come on, you're so slow!" I jump to the next rooftop then wait for her, I sit at the edge dangling my feet over it. The streets of Saint Denis just barely lit up.

Celine sits beside me. "Moms gonna kill us." We giggle. "This is what you do every night?" "Yup, nothing else to do in the weird city."

It feels like we sat there for hours, talking about old memory's we remember. So many words of happiness and pure bliss.

"I'm gonna go back now and make sure moms not awake yet... Coming?" She asks. "No, I'm gonna think for a bit more... Go ahead." Celine nods then starts hopping rooftops, back to our building.

Once she's fully out of sight I reach in my satchel and pull my Pointes out. Quickly changing out of my shoes and into them. The rooftops fairly clean, some dust but at least not rocks.

I stand up on the edge, looking to the frightening height. I know if I fell of this I'm done...

I start in the first position, barely having space from the ledge. But I've read this is in a book, an old tail where a girl would do this to... Getting better with balance and clear thoughts.

Taking a large breath of hope, I quickly go into 2nd then 3rd. Going up to 5 almost falling. I catch myself before tilting and balance once again.

I take a deep breath once again then pirouette, counting my own twirls. My twirls perfectly in the same spot every time. '12, 13, 14, 15...' the counting keeps going for a while till 26, getting me a bit dizzy.

The feeling of pride and happiness in myself grows with progress-

"Hey!" A scratchy voice yells in my ear. "Ow.." I mutter shaking my head a bit. "We want to know where you man is!" I look up at the faces, Dutch, Arthur and Bill.... Seeing from there ugly, old faces... Also Colm ranting on about how he hates these guys.

"W-We don't know!" Kieran says lying, I almost laugh at how false it sounds.

"Wrong answer.." Arthur says with a deep and raspy voice. "Get the pliers." Dutch says. Wait... Jesus!- Bill gets them quicker then ever, heating them over a fire. He walk over with the hot medal, they pull Kierans pants down. He yelps and screams for mercy.

After a while I spit it out. "A-A cabin a bit far away from here!" They look to me then stop. "Thank you miss, take 'em where it is. Make sure they know what there saying..." Dutch says to Arthur.

They cut us down and motions us to follow, the camp staring at us with disgust.

"John, Bill... Javier!" They all come to the horses. "There saying they know where Colm is, let's go... John take the guy, Javier take the girl." I groan when I hear my pairing and slouch down a bit. My face dropping.

"Come on," He grabs my arm and drags me to his horse. He hops on first then I go on after behind him, hanging on to the saddle instead of him.

"Let's go." We're all on and ready, we start a way down paths and up hills. Soon getting to the cabin and hideout.

"F-Follow her." Kieran says as we all jump off, we sneak up the last hill and stay down looking through the trees. "You know any of them?" John says as a joke. "Yup, Jake, Josh, Henry-" "I get it." He says then shuts up.

I giggle then listen to the questions.

"So he's in the cabin?" Arthur asks. "Supposed to be, that's what he told me and Kieran before he left." They nod then get there guns out, right when I'm about to point out a good sneaking point. Javier puts his hand over my mouth when a man comes near, taking a piss.

When he realizes I'm not struggling I lick a long strip on his hand. He whips his hand away and groans at his wet hand.

I giggle a bit and silence myself with silent laughs. "May I get at least a bit of revenge? Just a knife?" I ask Arthur. He looks at me for a full minute then gives me his knife. "I'll shoot ya if you do anything funny..." "Ok then." I go first making them freak out.

I sneak behind the man and stab him in the neck while covering his mouth, I lay him down softly then hide behind a different tree. Closer to the next two people.

I motion for them to get closer. "'You gonna get yourself shot lady!" Bill yells then hides behind a tree.

"I've got nothing to lose..." I sigh then look around the tree.