You were mentally screaming, as you hit the nearest tree with your fist.
You tried to scan the area, but it was hard since it was nearly pitch black.
That bloody arse.. you thought angrily, before hearing a crunching nosie which made you jump. Thinking maybe it would be the Spanish men after you, you tried to step faster in the same direction Arthur had told you, while watching carefully to make sure nobody was following you. Of course, if the Spanish were coming, you would most likely hear them.
Holding onto nearby trees for support, you felt as if someone was watching, and quickly turned, just to see nothing but darkness.
As soon as you turned back, you came face to face with some strange creature.
You screamed, and fell backwards at the sight of it, and covered your mouth realizing that you'd done. The creature made a strange sound and ran away.
As you tried to regain your strenght again, you looked up to see Arthur running towards you.
"Bloody good job! They heard you, now run!"
He grabbed your hand, and began to run as fast as he could, brushing away all the tree branches that came in his path. You on the other hand, were just thankful to see him.
"Where were YOU?!" you asked sharply, annoyed that he showed up at last mintue and already blaming you.
"They were talking about their plans on how to capture us, so I wanted to hear them, then you screamed. Well done.." he finished sarcastically, which lead to you lettin go of his hand and crossing your arms.
"Why should I go with you?"
He stopped in his tracks and looked like he was about to rip his hair out.
"(F/n) what are you doing?!"
"Staying put." you replied, pouting like the little girl would.
He looked as if about to explode. Without warning, he swooped you up like a man would on his wedding day, and began to run with your input or not.
"HEY!" you shouted.
"Shut up woman."
You growled at him, before quickly wrapping your arms around his beck for support.
Before long, the shouts of the Spanish got louder.
He set you down before taking your hand.
You sighed, wishing you didn't have to take his side, but then grabbed his hand and began to run with him.
Stopping to take a rest, you and Arthur panted, while wiping sweat away from your faces.
"I swear we're on the other end of the beach now." you said softly, looking at Arthur at the same he we turned to look at you.
You both smiled and laughed.
"(F/n), I never knew I'd come to terms with you this fast." he said, standing up straight, while you completely spaced out.
You remembered you still never told him your real name. Feeling awful about it, you looked up at him to see his face full of determination. He wanted to get away from them, and there was no time for side chit chat. Besides, you didn't fully trust him..yet.
"Let's get going." you began to run again without warning.
"We need to hide!" Arthur replied.
You turned and saw the flashing lights of lanters in the distance. There was so many of them..how could you escape them now?
"Psst! Up here!"
Your eyes widened when you looked up to see a large rope make it's way down.
"Nevermind the rope, just climb!"
Without thinking,you grabbed the rope and began to climb, Arthur followed behind you.
You could hear some of the men shouting this back and forth in Spanish.
"Come on!" you heard the voice above you reply, as you felt a strong hand grab you and pull you up.
"Bloody hell.." Arthur grumbled, as he climbed up after you.
"Shh! You two are so loud.." the voice said, while all you and Arthur could ws exchange glances.
You two remained quiet for a while, as the men ran beneath you. A little nervous, and scared, you grabbed Arthur's arm, only to be greeted by his warm arms, and his head resting on top of yours.
Of course you didn't want to say anything now, to avoid any danger with those below.
After they left however, you shook yourself free of Arthur's grasp.
The stranger across from you then lit a candle, revealing a few of his features.
"Exactly what are you two lovers doing out here anyway? And why the Spanish chasing after you?"
Lovers..bleh. you rolled your eyes.
"Well, it's not exactly what you think." Arthur replied quietly. "You see, I'm a pirate."
The man across suddenly jumped.
"YOU GOT A SHIP?!"
"Not exactly.." you mumbled, which earned you a little nudge from Arthur.
The figure got up and carried the candle with him into the small hut behind you.
A few moments later, his head popped out giving you both a strange glance.
"Better get in here before the Spanish come back."
By morning, you and somehow mangaged to wake up lying very close to Arthur-more or less his arms wrapped around you-and blushed a little. You were able to pry yourself away from him without disturbing him, and managed to walk outside of the small tree hut to see a beautiful view of the rest of the jungle beyond.
"Nice isn't it?"
You turned to see a man with short black hair, setting down a tray of bits of fruit and what seemed to be fresh water.
"What's your name?"
"Well (F/n), the water is fresh from the stream, and fruit from the high trees."
You smiled, and took a few peices of the ripe whatever fruit it was, then munched on a papaya.
He nodded. "Hows your friend?"
You just shrugged.
"You don't seem to take a liking to him."
You just looked around and continued to eat the rest of the fruit.
Once done, you saw that Arthur was still sleeping.
"If I left, would you pertend I knocked you over the head?"
Fredrick chuckled to himself.
"You really don't like him huh? I could throw him out of the hut if you like."
After that, you laughed along with him, just as Arthur finally awoke.
"Too late now." Fredrick whispered, making you giggle once again.
"What's everyone laughing about?" Arthur said sleepily while rubbing his left eye. He looked rather cute that way.
"Talking about the Spanish." Fredrick looked at you giving a wink while Arthur was still to sleepy to notice.
"I hope they've gone."
Fredrick handed Arthur some food and water while you re-tied your hair.
"Why are you here Fredrick?" you questioned suddenly, watching Arthur look at both of you like you'd left him out in something.
"Abandoned, by my crew." he said, his voice changing somewhat to a deeper tone. "They thought I wasn't good enough, so they dumped me here."
You shot a glance at Arthur, who began to turn pale.
"We should get going now." you say, before Fredrick grabbing your arm.
"I will be here if you need a place. Just hollar."
You thanked him with a kiss on the cheek, and climbed down the rope back onto solid ground.
"Where do you think your going?!" Arthur called after you, stumbling a short while after he hit the ground like a drunken man.
"I plan to snag one of our 'Spanish friend's' boats."