Chapter 13
Howard finished what was now his third
bottle of rum and chuckled at Nicholas who was now passed out on the
kitchen floor. He stumbled his way back to the front hall to await Diana.
Sitting in a chair he leaned back and sighed, he needed to change his ways if
she was going to be his. Taking a Deep breath he noticed that his pirate self
was staring at his through what was left of the hallway mirror. He noticed that
his pirate self as holding on to the hair of his gypsy self struggling to be
set free. He realized what was happening, As soon as his Gypsy self was
beginning to regain strength the pirate he had become was slowly fading away.
But now his pirate self was regaining strength and he looked at the mirror to
see his pirate self smiling in victory holding a knife to his gypsy self’s
throat. Closing his eyes He stood up and stumbled to the wall across from him
and placed his hand to stabilize his balance. He took a sharp intake of breath
as he stumbled towards the door.
“Thank you for the wonderful time
Captain Alexander” he heard Diana say.
“It was an enchanted evening my sweet”
He heard Alexander reply.
He watched through a small part of the
curtain as Alexander leaned in and kissed Diana on the cheek close to the
corner of her mouth. He could feel his blood boil and fell backwards into the
chair to wait for Diana. His breath now in puffs as he heard the creaking of
the door, He coughed making Diana jump.
“Welcome Home “He sneered to Diana and
glared at her “You are nothing but a harlot, I’m sure the first chance you got
you would have given your virginity away so that your dear Alejandro would kill
you himself” He said and laughed.
Diana could feel her blood run cold, the tone of his voice had changed this was
not the Howard who was insecure and doubtful this was the Howard who kidnapped
her. She looked towards the kitchen, the empty bottles of rum lying open
and Nicholas sleeping soundly on the floor. She glared at him and moved passed
him towards her room only to be stopped by him getting up from the chair and
moving to block her path.
“Of course a drunk like you would know
everything” She said softly and tried to walk past him only to be pushed to the
wall.
She grimaced as she gazed into his
eyes. His eyes weren’t the warm brown eyes she would remember gazing into but a
dark entity a shadow of a hurt man.
“You will not speak to me like that again do you understand!” He yelled and
placed his hand on her throat choking her slightly.
Diana coughed as she tried with all her might to push him off yet to no avail.
He held a strong grip on her as she struggled to break free. She now had a fear
for this man who held her life in his hands.
“Let me make one thing and one thing clear this will be the last time you leave
this house” He yelled at her face making her whimper as she struggled even more
to break free.
He placed his nose towards her and
gave a sly and evil smile. He breathed in her sent and could feel her body
tremble in fear. Her breath mixed with his as he rubbed his nose against her,
moving from her nose to her hair then to her neck. He places his nose on her
cheek. She could smell the alcohol strong in his breath her heart now filled
with fear for this man. He chuckled as the alcohol impaired his judgment and he
took in a deep breath before slowly and sensually licking her cheek. Diana
squirmed as he did so she could feel the fabric of her dress being ripped with
the other hand and whimpered in fear. Her chest hung out in all its glory and
she could feel his hand cup her and she felt the sting of tears in her eyes.
While his left hand still held her throat Howard began trailing kisses on her
neck slowly sucking and nipping bore he stepped slightly back to look where he
had ripped open the dress with his free hand and smiled at the sight he saw.
His right was gently resting on her chest. He pressed his body against hers
once again and placed his mouth next to her ear.
“Next time I will take what rightfully belongs to me; you will no longer be
treated with kindness by me. You will no longer sleep in that cozy room but on
the floor in the kitchen and you will only wear what I give you. I have given
you a taste of freedom and no more if you disobey me I will have you in my bed
and then I will slice open your throat. Do not tempt me anymore or you will
regret it. ” he said kissing her roughly before he released her. He took one look
at her as she slid to the floor tears running down her face. He smiled, pleased
at what he had done and stormed off to his room slamming the door in the
process.
Diana coughed and held her throat in a means to sooth its pain as tears
streamed down her face. She had never felt more afraid for her life then
tonight. She slowly got up and quietly rushed to what now used to be her room
to change her clothes and sleep on the kitchen floor. The last thing she needed
was to be harmed once again by the mad man who she thought she knew. It seemed
that her plans to make him jealous worked only to turn into an ugly battle for
her life. Gently walking over Nicholas’s sleeping body she made her way to a
corner of the kitchen and laid her head down to try and sleep.
Howard walked towards his bed and proceeded to take off his boots throwing them
across from his bed. He then rubbed his face with his hands and gave a slight
yawn. He took of his coat and threw it to the nearby chair followed by his
white puffy shirt. He stood and walked to the mirror his muscular chest visible
with the scars of his battles. Yet one thing stood out. He gently ran his
fingers across the tattoo on his right wrist that he thankfully kept out of
Diana’s sight. He closed his eyes and felt his body grow tired with the need to
sleep. Shuffling his feet he threw himself on the bed not bothering to covers
over him and fell fast asleep.
It was a sunny day out on the beach.
He saw her in the distance her long brown hair flowing in the wind as well as
her yellow skirt shinning like the sun, her white blouse covered by her blue
bodice. He smiled as he noticed her calling toward him he could hear her voice.
“
Howard” she called softy, his name
echoing off into the distance.
“Diana” he called back. He laughed as
he ran to her yet it seemed as though she was moving away.
He noticed it suddenly began to grow
dark and gloomy he tried to run faster only to feel Sluggish. He could feel his
heart stop as a shadowy figure walked up behind Diana and place a knife to her
throat. He yelled out and reached for her, but he was too far away. It wasn’t
until the dark figure had begun to rip off her clothing that he was able to get
closer only to stop and freeze. He was looking at himself, it was his pirate
self. Bawling his fist he ran towards the pirate and punched him making him
stumble backwards, the dream of Diana had disappeared leaving Howard to face
him, and what he had become. His pirate self laughed and put his fists in the
air.
“Come lad let us see what you are made
of” said his pirate self.
Letting out a harsh yell Howard
lunged at himself and failed. He fell face first into the sand. He tried to get
up only to wince as a foot was forcing him to stay down. Finding the Strength
within him he was able to bush off and make the pirate fall to the floor.
Turning around he jumped on top of the pirate swinging punches at his face only
to stop abruptly when he felt a sharp object penetrate his side.
“You see boy, I win, and you lost” he
said as Howards gypsy self pushed him off.
The Pirate stood over him and smiled
making a very scared and vulnerable Diana appear before him as he forcefully
kissed her. He could feel himself gasping for air but at the same time
his pirate self was excited. As he felt his gypsy self cling for life. His view
switched to his pirate self who raised the blade up towards the sky and plunged
it into Diana’s heart. She gave blood Curling Scream as she fell to the
floor.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Howard
yelled as he sat up rapidly. He rubbed his eyes and looked around the room.
He took deep breaths as he tried to
calm his shaking body. Why would he have a dream like that? He walked to his
dresser and looked at himself in the mirror; he could only see himself, his
pirate self and he wondered why. He knew his gypsy self was not dead yet just
hurt, but what did he care? He was happy right? Shaking his head he lay back
down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling.
Diana found herself in a deserted
area. She looked around only to hear a soft groaning coming from behind her.
She turned and rushed towards the figure only to find that it was Howard only
he was gentle and kind.
“I am Howards Gypsy side; you must
help him find balance before he destroys himself” he said in a whisper as he
caressed her cheek gently. “
How can I do that when he is so
plagued with pain and anger” she said.
Before he could reply Diana was yanked
away only to face the side of Howard she feared. His eyes burrowed deep into
her soul sneering at her.
“It is too late for him you cannot
save him, he will die and I will be left, you will be my slave and nothing can
stop me” he said and laughed.
Diana awoke with her hand on her
chest. She only hoped that it was just a dream and nothing more. Laying back
down she could only stare up at the ceiling before she slowly went to sleep.
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