Chapter 7: Caught with the Captain

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic

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"Are you okay Rachael?" the guard asked.

"Y-Yeah, I thought he was someone else for a second." I lied. Shaun grinned and took a few steps toward me.

"We don’t have a lot of time. Let’s get this going."

"He’ll hear us."

"I don’t care."

"They’ll try to stop us."

"Nope, I’ve got a plan."

"Attention, all officers to main station now! This is urgent!" I heard the speaker announce.

"It takes a half an hour to get there." I whispered. Shaun nodded. The guard had already taken off.

"Oh no."

"I’m pretty good ain’t I?"

"You could go to jail."

"You’ll go to jail if I press charges."

"On what?"

"You tried to kill me."

"I-I…" I was going to die.

"You’re out of options."

"I should have aimed better, was what I was going to say." I retorted.

"But you didn’t. Let’s get to this."

"You can just press the charges." I snapped.

"Oh, c’mon, it will be quick." he promised, grinning.

"Over my dead body."

"Is that a suggestion?" He cocked the gun.

"Sure is." He fired the gun, it just missed my waist. I screamed.

"I missed on purpose." he breathed.

"Leave me alone!"

"I’ll leave you alone after I get what I want."

"I won’t give it to you. I mean it, you’ll have to kill me first."

"No I won’t. Come in guys, looks like you’re going to have to hold her down." He yelled. Terry, Ben, Allen, and Chris all entered.

"Help!" I screamed. Someone had to be here, and I was right. Robby came rushing in a moment later. I was already being held down when he arrived. He had them all knocked out in less than a minute. I don’t know how he did it. It didn’t matter. He’d saved me again. I was tired of needing saving though. He hugged me.

"Are you okay?" he asked. I sighed, a few tears escaped.

"I’m so tired of this. Maybe I should just sleep with him so he’ll leave me alone."

"I know a better person you can sleep with."

"Who would that be?" I asked. I grinned at him. He grinned back.

"I think you know who."

"I’m in love with someone else."

"Is it Danny?"

"No." I said, too quickly.

"Liar." he scoffed.


"He’s too old for you."

"I know. But I can wait." I argued.

"Can you?"

"I think so."

"You wouldn’t have to worry about me being to old."

"No, I wouldn’t, but I don’t love you."

"How do you know?"

"Trust me, I don’t." I replied.

"You could."

"Just let it go." I sighed, irritated now.

"Sorry. But now you know the offer’s on the table."

I cuddled closer to him. He wrapped his arms around me. I sighed.

"What’s wrong?" Danny asked.

"I wish I were eighteen already." I whispered. He laughed quietly.

"One more year."

"It seems like forever. It will be strange that you’ll be able to drink and I won’t."

"I won’t drink if you don’t want me too."

"Well, I can drink, but it would be illegal."

"I won’t let you."

"You won’t see me doing it then." I could almost hear him roll his eyes. Every night after Father fell asleep I snuck into Danny’s tent. He was a captain, so he got his own tent. I closed my eyes.

"Hey, none of that. If you fall asleep then I might fall asleep too. The General wouldn’t be happy to find us both passed out in my cot."
"I wish that his suspicions would be correct."

"It was your idea in the first place to wait."

"I know. But I think I’m changing my mind."

"You can wait."

"It gets harder and harder to everyday."

"For me also."

"One day it will be too much to handle."

"Hopefully it will be a year from now." he murmured.

"Don’t hold your breath."

"Danny, Danny!" someone shouted. It was Peter. He rushed into the tent before I had time to hide. Peter froze when he saw us.

"Oh dear God." He gasped.

"Shit." Danny whispered. He sat up, and I sat up. We were both shirtless. I crossed my arms over my breasts. Peter was one of Danny’s best friends. He covered his mouth.

"Shit is right." he agreed. Danny stood up, and I pulled the blanket up.

"What do you want?" he asked, his hand to his head.

"I was just going to say that the General wanted to see you. He didn’t seem happy. I think I know why now."

I gasped. "Oh no." I looked around for my shirt and quickly found it then put it on. Danny found his shirt also and slipped it on.

"Then he told me to find you, Rachael." Peter added.

"Do you think he knows?" I asked Danny. He shook his head.

"I don’t know. Just play it cool, in case he doesn’t."

"Okay." I squeaked. Oh God,I thought. We were busted.

Submitted: October 26, 2010

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