Chapter Sixteen- Deserted Faith
"Ok now girlie, you better tell me exactly who you are. And be quick about it, my knife's impatient," a male voice whispers in my ear as I feel the knife pressed harder to my throat.
"Leave me alone," I sob up at the hard faced man like the child I am.
The guy sighs, "Pathetic."
"Grey!" I scream before I can stop myself. Crap. Why did I do that? Now I've put Grey in danger. The man reacts to my cry.
"Grey? As in Grey FAITH? Ho you must be kidding me! I've been looking for him for ages!" the man snarls. I sob harder at my stupidity.
"Now who are you girl? I wonder if I could get as pretty a price for you."
"Gilia," I sob.
"I don't know!" I shout out. The man then grabs both sides of my face, tilting it to the side as he surveys me.
"Oh no way!" he says to himself, "You're the little brat Salvation want! Between you and your friend, I'm set. Where's the Faith boy?" I press my lips together tight, no way I'm telling him that, "Where is he?" The man shouts at me angrily.
"I-I k-killed him!" I invent on the spot. The man smiles wickedly.
"Nice try. Where is he?" the man repeats irritably. I move my mouth uselessly trying to think of a better lie.
"Here," I hear Greys voice call out. I turn my head to the side and see Grey standing there, his hands balled up in fists at his side. Oh no, he isn't even armed, his sword's probably still in the hut. The man sweeps me up as he stands up and still holds the knife to my throat as he looks at Grey.
"Quite a large bounty for such a small boy," the man says mockingly to Grey.
"How much?" Grey asks.
"I'm not accepting any offer you may make," the man says.
"I didn't make an offer. I asked how much the bounty is," Grey says.
"A thousand gold pieces for you dead, three-thousand alive," the man replies. I am struggling furiously, my hands clawing at his arms.
"And for her?" Grey asks indicating me.
"A hundred-thousand, alive only."Grey nods as if considering this. "Now you better come over here boy or I'll cut her pretty little neck."
"Maybe I don't want to come over there," Grey says much to my relief.
"What?" the man questions. Grey makes a face.
"That little creep has been following me for ages. Annoying the hell out of me. Maybe I would be grateful if you killed her."
The man hesitates, confused. Then he spins me around to face him, "Is that boy lying?" he asks. Damn this guy is stupid.
"I-I don't know. He's right, I've been following him but-" I look over the mans shoulder at Grey, "Was I annoying you?"
"You're lucky I didn't kill you in your sleep, stupid girl. No wonder you're out on your own if that's how you are with people.I bet your Tribe kicked you out," Grey says with venom in his tone. I put a heartbroken look on my face as I look at the man again, then I start crying again.
"What the hell is going on?" the man asks.
"I thought he liked me, I thought we were friends! I thought we'd be together forever..." I ramble a bit to fakely, but the guy doesn't seem to notice. He looks from me to Grey, confused. I know what he's thinking. He thinks he can't have me and Grey because if he lets go of me, I'll bolt and if he tries to threaten Grey with me, it'll be useless. I can practically see the gears moving in this guys head. I'm the higher bounty, he can''t kill me. He has no way to kill or capture Grey and still have me. I hear the guy growl in annoyance.
"Fine!" he snaps, "You're lucky she's worth so much boy!"
"So what they pay high prices for trash now?" Grey says. I see an oppurtunity. I slowly slide my hand down to my belt and pull out a knife.
"You jerk!" I scream as I throw the knife over the mans shoulder at Grey. Greys reflexes are amazing as he simply catches it as it is about to hit his face. The man holding me is going crazy and he spins me around again and ties some rope tight around my wrists. I don't even put up a fight with him as he empties my belt of knives and checks me for other weapons.
"How could I have been so stupid, I should've known you'd be armed!" the man says to himself as he drops the knives onto the sand. This guys lack of common sense is unbelievable. Then he starts to walk, his back to Grey, towing me along with him. I look over my shoulder at Grey. I mouthe good job at him and he gives me a thumbs up as he begins to collect the knives. Grey mouthes now? at me but I shake my head. The man is practically dragging me through the sand as he's moving so quickly. I keep sobbing to keep up the charade of me being a scared little girl.
"Shut up!" the guy says. I continue to cry loudly, "I said shut up!" I feel the knife pressed at my throat again, then the guy falls to the ground, clutching his leg, and I fall as well. Grey rushes over and cuts at the bindings at my wrists and pulls me to my feet. Grey points the knife uncertainatly at the man. I lean down, pull a sword from a sheath at the mans waist, and give it to Grey. Grey hands the knife to me as he takes the sword off me and I stand with it poised over my head. Grey points the sword an inch from the mans face.
"What Tribe?" Grey asks.
"Faith," the man replies. Grey looks slightly surprised.
"Deserter?" Grey questions.
"Bounty hunter," the guy says. Once again, Grey looks surprised.
"How do you know about Gilia?"
"Some Salvation guy came in being preachy about her only a week ago. He was able to say how much the bounty was before the Tribehead killed him. People were sent out immediatly after to look for her."
"Six including me."
"Do you have a family?" I ask.
The man looks at me as if only noticing me now, "A wife and a daughter," he replies looking confused. I give Grey a look. I don't think I can kill him anyway, but this guy has a family who will miss him. Grey sighs.
"We can't just let him go!" Grey says to me.
"We can't just kill him either!" I reply.
"I can!" Grey says.
"Can you?" I ask. Grey looks uncertain.
"Well what do you think we should do with him then?" Grey asks. A horrid thought crosses my mind and right now it seems to be the only option. I lightly pull the backpack I left behind off of Greys shoulders and rummage around in it for some rope and come up lucky. I walk over to the man and tie his wrists together and then do the same to his ankles.
"What are you doing?" He asks me sounding nervous.
"If your Tribe cares about their bounty hunters so much, they'll find you. If not, that's not my problem." I say coldly as I get up from my crouch. I grab Grey by the arm and have to drag him away back the way we came.
"You can't just leave me here!" the man yells.
"Really? I thought that was what I was doing," I call over my shoulder. The man yells more things at me, but I tune him out. Grey leans down and kisses me.
"What's that for?" I ask as he pulls away.
"That was amazing," Grey replies.
I make a weird noise, "That's two anyway."
"Tribes after me. But Faith are also not over you dumping them."
"You have some high bounty. Salvation must really want you. Do they even have that much gold?"
"Probably not," I reply. I'm not sure on the value of gold so I don't know if my bounty is indeed a lot.
"At least no one will immediatly kill you."
"Surely that gives you a small bit of hope," Grey says. I stop in my tracks.
"Grey, they want me alive for a reason. If they get their hands on me they won't let me die a simple death!" I exclaim. Grey is about to protest but then he seems to rethinnk and stop. The revelation of what I said seems to hit Grey slowly and he begins to look more scared by the second. I try to take his mind off that.
"That was some performance back there. For a minute, I thought you actually hate me." Grey laughs lightly when I say this. I grab his top and pull him close to me, "You don't hate me, do you?" I ask jokingly. Grey runs a hand through my hair.
"Couldn't if I tried," he says with a smirk.
"Well that's good because I certainatly don't hate you," I say. I only think now that I may be a bad flirter. Grey grabs my waist and pulls me in close to him and I throw my arms around his neck resting my head on his hard chest. Grey lets his hand slide down my waist and he kisses the top of my head and I quickly turn my head up so my lips meet his as he does.
"I love you so much, you know that right?"
"As long as you know I love you more."
"Ha, no way. I love you more!" Grey says. We're actually those kind of people that do this sort of thing. But we're doing it now and I want the last word.
"Come on, you know I love you more. I saved you from dying twice!"
"Yes but I said it first."
"I flirted first."
"Guess you did."
"Well then," I say triumphuintly as I grab the back of Greys head and pull him to me. Our lips have not even touched when we hear the explosion.