Love on BloodRock's Ship

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That night was the worst night of my life, I couldn’t sleep these random thoughts kept swarming in my head and consuming me, I thought if sunrise didn’t come soon I might kill myself. But thankfully sunrise did come, the earth kept spinning, and it didn’t go of its axis. The young man came up to me and stared at me again, what is wrong with this guy, I ponder. His stare makes me melt, as in make me like him and fear him not, and yet it makes me terrified at the same time. He then left to the restroom and got dressed. He had me get his clothes, and shoes. Then he had me fix him something to eat. He said he wanted something to eat, but he didn’t tell me what, so I tried my best and cooked him an omelet with ham and cheese. He seemed to like it and ordered me to make it everyday. That was a relief, for all I really know to cook is that, pancakes, and maybe a little something else.

The day went by, the guy just sat there on his bed and threw daggers at a target. I was amazed, he was really good, he only missed 5 times out of the 30 or more times he did it. He saw my excitement, so he kept on doing it, for once I actually smiled, but then I became depressed when I realized my Bible , and buddy were gone. Now all I had was a dirty sheet on a hard floor. And so the days went on and I had stopped counting after so many days. I got little food, which was usually whatever was left over from what I cooked. He never hurt me, yet he never spoke to me. The days seemed to never end, he just stared at me, but now with a kinder stare, I didn’t know at the time, but something had changed. One night I became ill and really depressed, I missed my family, and I began to sweat cold drops. The young man got near me and asked what was wrong with me, I kept silent for I didn’t know if he would kill me if I speak, and also I didn’t want to tell him my anger toward him for that would probably get me killed. He then, seeing that I didn’t want to talk sat next to me. He had never done that before. He just sat there by me, eventually I fell asleep, I don’t know for how long, but then when I finally woke up I found myself lying on his bed.

I rose and saw him asleep on the floor, what was wrong with him I wondered. Thanks to GOD my depression and illness had left, but did I get him sick as well. I went over to him and shook him a little. He instinctively woke up alarmed and put a dagger to my neck, once he realized who I was he took the dagger from my neck, rose and said, “what do you think you are doing, waking me up like that, I could have killed you, you know” I don’t exactly know why, but I blushed. He looked at me again with that penetrating stare. I couldn’t stand it anymore, I looked up and said, “would you stop that” he stared at me amazed I dared talk, yet he did not hurt me, I most certainly thought I would die after I realized I had spoken to him. He then asked, “what, miss…whatever, what must I obey you about?” “nothing” I responded. He stared at me again and said, “do not lie to me or I will kill you, now tell me what is wrong?” He said with a hint of humor in his voice. I gasped for air and responded, “your stare, it makes me I don’t know, it makes me get scared but yet it makes me weak.” “weak” he said with a chuckle, “ weak you say, so does that mean you like me, because my glare makes you weak,” he said as he took a step closer, “weak, you want me to stop because you don’t want to like me” he said getting a step closer. “Or weak, as in you are terrified of me, which I can tell you are”, he kept getting closer every time he spoke. I backed up every time and I soon found myself against the wall. “weak,” he said as he bent down and kissed me. My eyes were wide open, what was that about I wondered?, why did he kiss me?

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He then left and lay in his bed and went to sleep all night I couldn’t figure it out, I thought he hated me. What is wrong with him, first I am feeling sick and he gives me his bed and sleeps on the floor, now he kisses me, what is going on, I thought I had finally gotten my head straight and now this, I am totally confused. Once again, I find myself with no sleep. All that goes through my head is his one eyed showing face getting closer to me as he spoke. Morning arrives and I do my daily routine, but now something seems different. He just stares at me. He doesn’t ask for much, he just watches me. From previous experiences, I have noticed he likes nobody, no even his own dad. He has cursed and said all types of things. He has killed so many men and rats without pity. I don’t like the rats but still you can be a little nicer to them when you kill them. I have seen him even hurt the guys that help him fight. Oh I am so confused, I cannot get my mind of that kiss, that one kiss. He practically stole my first kiss from me, why did it have to be him, why did I have to end up with him.

As I was thinking all of this he came from behind me and spooked me. He then laughed and held my hand. I think I almost fainted, I asked him to let go. He just laughed and kept led me to a old raggy table with 2 chairs to sit, saying he just wanted to talk to me. I began to pull back, I didn’t want to talk, my head was still bussing about that kiss. I thought this would get me hurt when pulling, but it didn’t. When we got there he had me sit down beside him. I felt so awkward and so scared. We sat there in silence till he kissed me once again out of the blue, I quickly go up and said, “what is wrong with you, stop kissing me, I don’t want to kiss youâ€

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turned to tears. I couldn’t believe how much bad I had done to him. I began to stutter and I don’t know why a few tears came out of my eyes, I couldn’t believe how much he loved me and didn’t know my name, that scary figure I had seen so many days ago, now seemed like a guy who had never loved and wanted to be loved, and I didn’t even know his name. “M-my name is Jena,” I said, feeling quite awkward. “w-what is your name?” I proceeded to ask. He took in a deep breath and said, “my name is Erick” Silence came, except this time, the silence was a lot more pleasant. We began to talk and he began to tell me about his troubled life. At the beginning I was hesitant, but then I really opened up to him. I began to tell him about how GOD could help with all his problems, and amazingly he came to Christ two nights later; he wished so much to be loved. He also asked me out, I said yes.

The next day was very ironic, yet nice. Instead of me making him breakfast, he got up early and fixed me breakfast. He practically attended my every need. He gave me a pillow and took all the sculls down. He taught me how to throw darts and everything. He kissed me a few times, asking permission first. He seemed so happy as though a weight had been lifted of his shoulders. The days went on and we grew close together. He told me of all his hardships. I finally brought myself to ask him, what had happened to his eye. “Nothing, my dad just makes me wear it because it looks pirate like.” We both broke out in laughter. He instantly took it off and put it on me, which sure made us crack up laughing even more. He did a lot of sweet things, he actually even made me a stuffed animal from a pillow, the “dog” had 3 legs and was missing a chunk in its side, but still I treasured it dearly, for the intension is what counts. He became very nice, although he wouldn’t let anyone near me, which was his defect. One night he even surprised me with a diamond necklace. It was in shape of a heart. I also gave him a heart shaped pillow, which was all I could give to him. Everything seemed to be going great, I felt so good that I had someone to love me and care for me, till that terrible Monday morning.

Erick and I were just having some fun and laughing in his room till a knock came at the door. We heard some talking between Erick’s dad and some strange voice. They knocked at the door once again. Erick got nervous and told me to get in the corner and gave me a dagger. He cracked open the door and there stood a tall, slim man, with a white toupee and a large beard. Darkness seemed to fill the room, and a chill went through my bones. The man had on a captain suit and I heard him request Erick to hand me over. Erick glanced at me and said no. He then closed the door and told me not to scream or move, and that if anything happened to him, not to intervene. He gave me one last of his penetrating and now sweet stares and opened the door when they knocked again. They once again requested for me to be handed over and he refused. The man became agitated, and knocked open the door. Erick stood at the door and said, “you can get her only over my dead body” The man replied, “You do not want to fight with me kid for I am one of the best” Once again, I think my heart skipped a beat. “I will not give her to you” Erick screamed back. Then out of the blue the man took out his sword and stabbed him in the arm. Erick stumbled back a little, then regained his footage and took out his sword and tried to defend himself, but the man was took quick. The man once again harmed him in the other arm. Erick let out a squeal of pain, and so the fight went on. The man told Erick to let me go, but Erick refused. The man then stabbed him in the stomach. In the meanwhile I prayed, yet still stumbuly in my faith, I prayed that Erick would just give up, I didn't want to see him get hurt anymore. Why would GOD do this to me, and why would he hurt Erick? Erick finally fell back. The man was just about to finish him off when I screamed, “wait please don’t kill him, I’ll come, just please don’t hurt him any more.” I looked straight into the mans eyes; my face covered in tears, and asked him to put down his sword. Then he put down his sword. I looked back at Erick, which I now saw with tears in his eyes.

The man gave me time to get my stuff and say goodbye. I gathered my things and gave Erick a final kiss, he whispered into my ear, “why didn’t you just let them kill me so...

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so I wouldn’t have to suffer so much with your depart? I love you, please don’t leave.” I couldn’t hold back the tears, I told him, “I don’t want to loose you, I will try to return to visit when possible.” He looked at me with the most tender eyes and kissed me once again, “I’ll try be strong for you, I’ll pray…I guess, that GOD cures me and that I will not die, so that I may see you again… although I don’t think it will work.” He told me as I kissed him one last time, his words stuttering because of the pain. As I walked out with the man; taking the hardest steps I had ever taken, walking as though there were 100 pounds attached to each foot. I glanced back one last time, and there was Erick stumbling against the wall trying to regain his footage to say goodbye, I then saw him slam the door with all his might. That was the angriest I had seen Erick in the time I had known him. I sobbed at this moment till there were almost not tears to let out. My face still soaked from the tears, and tears still streaming down my face, I watched the waves sweep across the ocean, as we sailed home. It felt as though the trip had been so long, so tiresome. When I arrived home there was a big party awaiting me. I rather reluctantly smiled; I was glad to see all of my friends after being in a room for 7 months, but there was still that hole in my heart. I felt as though something had been ripped straight out of my heart, and I knew that something was Erick.

My family seemed very glad to have me back. I tell you that was an adventure. Things had changed in Daytona Beach, my friends all had boyfriends, yet in a way, things didn’t change, we still went to the dock and got rides to the island. My heart was relieved to finally sleep in my own bed, with my many pillows. The house seemed the same and my brother finally called and said hi. He was now moving back, because he didn’t like Hungary. The days went on, they were alike in a way, but I missed Erick so much. Whenever I went by the dock now, I felt sad, because I remembered Erick. I knew he loved me, but I was afraid he would find someone else. My story was spread all over the news, the cameras swarmed around me, all I could do was cry and run away. I didn’t care about the cameras, I didn’t want to even remember the thing, but they just kept reminding me. Later on they began to fade away, and I was finally relieved.

Three years went by, and I still tried to forget about Erick, but I just couldn’t. It seemed as though it had all been a fairy tale, but it hadn’t. I am now 18 and can make decisions on my own. Finally, I made up my mind that I would go in search for him. I still wore his diamond necklace and took with me my stuffed animal he had given me. There had been reports of the bloodrock’s, but yet in a way they seemed to have become less violent, or maybe the news had just forgotten about them. I packed my bags once again with my clothes, personal hygiene things, two Bibles, and my stuffed, deformed animal. I took one of my dad’s boats, my parents tried to stop me, but they soon realized it was because of love and that I couldn’t go on unless I knew of him, so they let me go…rather reluctantly of course. The day that I departed soon enough arrived, and before I got in the boat, I kissed my parents goodbye, giving them the biggest bear hug they had ever had. I said my goodbyes to all my friends. I cried to depart, for I loved my family, but I knew I would return first be GOD, but my heart was more overwhelmed with the excitement of seeing Erick. I had dreamt of this day so long.. and finally it was becoming a reality.
All loaded up we departed from the dock. The captain of my boat took me to about the spot that they had found me. We waited days with no ship in sight; my heart in doubtful wonder, till a cold Thursday morning.

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this is sort of off the topic of the story..but it has been so long since anyone has posted...could someone at least tell me that they are reading it. Because it seems like no one is reading it. If you could do that it would be great thanks! huggles!

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well apparently nobody is reading but I'll keep posting anyways...waaa =(

The bloodrock’s ship approached, now was the time to see what had become of my Erick.

The men on the ship were lead by a man, who I thought would be Erick’s dad, but to my surprise it was Erick. My heart beat with happiness. I could hardly wait till I was arms length form him. Yet Erick’s did not seem to respond to my happy calling in the way I expected, in fact he dragged me into the ship and put a dagger to my neck, my head bussing with confusion and horror, I screamed, as my tears began to flow down my face, “Stop Erick, please don’t, it’s me Jena, don’t you remember me?” Soon by the end of that sentence my face was soaked. He stared at me with that penetrating, but yet empty stare, and appeared to not recognize me. In fact he had a dreadful stare, full of sadness and anger…no love whatsoever, no hope. He dragged me to his room and banged me against the wall. “What reason do I have to believe that you are Jena, you better have a good reason, or you are dead. I have had to many girls plead they are Jena to save their lives, and guess what none of them survived, now say your plead before death separates you from this world”, he told me as though possessed with anger. My leaving had really hurt him, I figured. I awkwardly began to walk toward him and when I got close enough, I kissed him. I felt how tense he was and I touched his face and lips, and said, don’t be scared, I still love you; I’ve come back. He looked down at the floor and I saw tear drops begin to fall to the ground.

A dreadful silence had befallen on us. He then looked at me and said, “I can’t believe you.” As I stared into his eyes, I saw his pain turn to anger. He then put a dagger to my neck, and said, “you don’t really think that a kiss would solve it all, and that I would think you were Jena did you, you think of me not smart or something, now I am going to kill you” “Don’t,” I said, as my tears began to fill my face again, y stuttered at my words and carefully proceeded to reach for his necklace, which was half a heart, me bearing the other half, which was around my neck. I reached up, my hand trembling with fear. He observed me very carefully, when he saw that I held his necklace, he became angry and slapped my hand away. “Wait please, I must show you something…I then reached for his, and then for mine. I joined them and said… “See, I am Jena. You gave me this necklace as a gift, as a sign that you loved me.” “No, it can’t be true…he said backing away, then tripping over a piece of wood. “You gave it to me, to show me how much you loved me… and told me that if we ever were separated to guard it with my life.” Once I said this, he fell back and threw the knife to his side. He stared at me with disbelief and then rose to his feet and got near me. He gently touched my face, put my hair behind my ear and kissed me. I say him as he put his head down and began to cry. “I’m sorry…” he said, “I don’t know how I couldn’t have recognize you…it-it’s just that, I’ve been fooled so many times…” “Shhhh…don’t cry its okay, its all forgiven.” He then stepped out of the room and I heard him call out for the boat captain to be released, and to tell my family that I am okay. We then began to talk, and he told me of how my departure had torn him apart. How he had become angry with himself and the rest of the world. How he had become the maddest at GOD. I told him of how me leaving him, had torn me apart…of how he was always in my thoughts. Now we reflect back and see that it was all GOD’s will in the first place, and that good things had come out from it. He begged from me never to leave him, and to my surprise he proposed that very same day. He held out an engagement ring, and I accepted it, of course. Right then had been the happiest I had been in so many years. I knew I was only 18, but I couldn’t say no. We then had the kissed the perfect kiss… at a sunrise, by the sea. The breeze hugging us that gentle summer night.



The End

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Moral. You should remember these two important sayings, GOD will never put you through a problem that you can’t get out of with his help, and also out of every bad thing something good comes out. May GOD bless all of you!


Incase you were wondering what happened with Erick, I and everyone else, this is what happened. We moved to Daytona beach, were Erick served a sentence of 3 years, the reason he didn’t get a life in prison is because they cannot prove how many people he killed, nor if he even killed anyone. During that time I went to college. When he got out he went to school and learned a lot of things. With help of my parents and Erick working we managed to pay rent in an apartment. Finally when all of our studies were done, Erick became a successful architect and so did I, we also got very involved in church ministry. We designed our home together, and eventually go a cute little puppy, which we called tiki. My parents later on became grandparents, or so we could say, me being their only child. Julia and Kevin also got married and had 2 kids. Ashlynn and Cori got married also, and they ended up having 3 kids. They all got very good jobs. Katie found a husband from Kevin’s twin brother named Josh. Although much has changed, much has remained the same. Ashlynn, Julia, and I still go and hang out by the dock, but are now accompanied at times by our little monsters. They are all so cute. With this I conclude my life story, who would have taught that GOD would have planned all this for us?

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