Once Upon A Kidnapping
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He smiled and gave Janelle a small hug. "As if she were my own, I will protect her." He said and snuggled her. Zoran loved children. I always thought he was strange until recently.
I wrapped my arms around Janelle in a big hug. "It's going to be alright, Love. I'll take care of you... I promise." I said softly. "I will get you reunited with Amber!"
I wrapped my arms around Janelle in a big hug. "It's going to be alright, Love. I'll take care of you... I promise." I said softly. "I will get you reunited with Amber!"
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I sniffled and nodded quietly, waving to my precious baby and giving Jethro a kiss, a rather passionate kiss but when Zoran wasn't looking. I sat down on our bed and wrung my hands nervously. They were going to give me the poison and I was going to sleep until... at least until I had the antidote.
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There was a wagon outside for me to carry her in. That's where I kept blankets and other things to make me look more believable. I knelt down in front of her and smiled. "You'll get two hours of uninterrupted sleep!" I said with a laugh, uncorking the bottle. "And don't worry, it should just make you feel really sleepy." I held out the small bottle to her. "Here you go." I kissed her one more time. "I love you."
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"I love you too." I took it and didn't bother to even take in the flavor, I was too lost in thought to care. I just began to feel extremely drowsy, everything went in and out of focus and then I collapsed on the pillows. After that I don't remember anything. I blacked out.
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I picked her up gently and ran out of the house in a hurry. Every second counted this time. I laid her gently on the cart and started walking out of town, toward the castle.
So, I know you're wondering... was the faked death, a success? Well, yes... it was. The king thought her truly dead, and was too dumb to ask his medical advisers to make sure she was truly dead. So I left the castle with the gold, and Janelle after assuring the king that I would dispose of the body for him. He was relieved to hear that, and so I left. I was half way home when I gave Janelle the antidote and stuffed the golf under her. She didn't awake right away, but Zoran said it's not always immediate, so I just kept walking. We were just outside the gates of the town when I felt we were being followed. I looked around carefully, but I saw no one... not until there was a stabbing pain in my gut. The attacker pulled his knife back quickly and stabbed me in the chest, and then again in my stomach. I looked to him. He seemed no younger than me. I was already feeling cold and I watched him walk away. I struggled to stand walked back to the cart to try and wake Janelle. I pushed her gently with what strength I had and she didn't move. I felt tears run down my face as I looked to hers... asleep. I rested on her stomach and cried for her. I knew I wouldn't make it. I didn't even halve the strength to stand and I couldn't feel my fingers. I watched her sleeping face until I couldn't see anymore. And then... I couldn't hear anymore. And then... nothing.
I just... I was in a very bright place. I wasn't with Janelle anymore.
So, I know you're wondering... was the faked death, a success? Well, yes... it was. The king thought her truly dead, and was too dumb to ask his medical advisers to make sure she was truly dead. So I left the castle with the gold, and Janelle after assuring the king that I would dispose of the body for him. He was relieved to hear that, and so I left. I was half way home when I gave Janelle the antidote and stuffed the golf under her. She didn't awake right away, but Zoran said it's not always immediate, so I just kept walking. We were just outside the gates of the town when I felt we were being followed. I looked around carefully, but I saw no one... not until there was a stabbing pain in my gut. The attacker pulled his knife back quickly and stabbed me in the chest, and then again in my stomach. I looked to him. He seemed no younger than me. I was already feeling cold and I watched him walk away. I struggled to stand walked back to the cart to try and wake Janelle. I pushed her gently with what strength I had and she didn't move. I felt tears run down my face as I looked to hers... asleep. I rested on her stomach and cried for her. I knew I wouldn't make it. I didn't even halve the strength to stand and I couldn't feel my fingers. I watched her sleeping face until I couldn't see anymore. And then... I couldn't hear anymore. And then... nothing.
I just... I was in a very bright place. I wasn't with Janelle anymore.
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When I woke up I expected to be in a moving cart but it was at a still. I felt cold and my dress was sort of wet... and sticky. I also felt something really heavy on my stomach and saw Jethro, he was laying there... why? I thought we were going home. I tried to move and touched his shoulder.
"Jeth... love, wake up... Jeth?" He was so cold... he was cold. That's when I realized, I was covered in his blood, he was covered in blood. "J-Jeth!" I turned him over and felt for a pulse. Lord no... he was cold! He'd... he'd been dead for... I couldn't comprehend this. "JETHRO!" I sobbed. I wanted to scream but then I'd attract attention. I shakily moved him off of me, hands soaked in red and I went to get the horses and move the wagon. I couldn't see past my tears but I assumed I was heading the right way. I stopped outside of town and climbed off the wagon... more like fell off. I landed on my side and sobbed loudly, so hard that my stomach and chest hurt. Why didn't I wake up for him?! Why didn't I feel it? This wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that he had to die like that! T^T When I arrived home Zoran was in shock. He helped me bury and have a funeral for Jethro, the father my baby girl would never know... I was almost out of tears but I continued to cry for a few more days. It took a lot of convincing from Zoran not to become an assassin.
"Jeth... love, wake up... Jeth?" He was so cold... he was cold. That's when I realized, I was covered in his blood, he was covered in blood. "J-Jeth!" I turned him over and felt for a pulse. Lord no... he was cold! He'd... he'd been dead for... I couldn't comprehend this. "JETHRO!" I sobbed. I wanted to scream but then I'd attract attention. I shakily moved him off of me, hands soaked in red and I went to get the horses and move the wagon. I couldn't see past my tears but I assumed I was heading the right way. I stopped outside of town and climbed off the wagon... more like fell off. I landed on my side and sobbed loudly, so hard that my stomach and chest hurt. Why didn't I wake up for him?! Why didn't I feel it? This wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that he had to die like that! T^T When I arrived home Zoran was in shock. He helped me bury and have a funeral for Jethro, the father my baby girl would never know... I was almost out of tears but I continued to cry for a few more days. It took a lot of convincing from Zoran not to become an assassin.
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