《Twelve》Skye

                                    

                                          
"Ye dutch witch!" Laoghaire cried out and Jamie stood quickly up. I saw Jenny and Ian stood behind her with apologetic look on there faces.
"Laoghaire whit th'..." Jamie took a deep breath while I tried to close my mouth.  "Loaghaire, whit th' hell urr ye daein' 'ere?"
"Ye're suppose tae be death," she pointed at me and I kept frozen on the bed.  "Howfur? howfur cuid ye dae sic a thing tae me. Jamie Fraser? Ye shuid hae become mines bit instead ye pat yer prick in that whore," Mine eyes widend as I realized what those words meant.
I quickly stood up and pulled a blanket around me, wanting to walk away but Jamie stopped me.
"Baith o' ye bade,¨ He ordered as I try to struggle to get away from him. "Ah haven't dane anythin' tae ye, we ur nae wed yit." 
"Wed?" I whispered and Jamie looked at me and Laoghaire laughed.
"He didnae tell ye?" She huffed and I pulled the blanket closer around me. "Jamie 'n' ah ur engaged, we ur aff tae be wed in twa days." 
Tears formed into mine eyes and I saw how Jenny was stopped by Ian and that Wee Jamie also joined them, I prayed with mine entire heart that Eilidh would stay asleep, this was not something she needed to see or hear.
"Hae ye na pity ye adulterous boot? gang back tae th' hell ye cam fae." Laoghaire tried to lash at me but Jamie stopped her. "Let me gang! let th' Dutch fud staun up fur herself!" But I couldn't, I was frozen.
"Git yersel' doonby, richt noo!" Jamie pushed her out of the room why she screamed like a pig who was about to be slaughterd. "Hauld yer horses 'ere," he said to me but I couldn't even look at him.
He disappeared with Laoghaire and Jenny wanted to walk into the room but I waved her away. I needed time alone but most of all I needed to go away as soon as I could.
                          
I had ordered Maggie, who also had woken up by the commotion, to wake up Eilidh, if she was not already awake and help her get dressed. Maggie had looked at me with pity in her eyes. 
I quickly gathered all mine belongings but Jamie walked in on that moment.
"Skye," He closed the door.  "Let me explain,"
"It's a little to late for that," I found mine stockings and untangled them. "You where going to marry Laoghaire!" I turned around. "She tried to have me killed!" I put the stockings on and search for my corset. But Jamie stopped me.
"Yer th' yin that tellt me tae be kind tae th' lassie." he protested and mine mouth fell open. 
"I told you to thank her..... Not to marry her or even fuck her!" I yelled and my voice skipped a level and I walked towards the door.
"Yer nae gaun anywhere!" He painfully grabbed mine arms.
"You cannot stop me!" I struggeld to get myself lose and the clothes that I was carrying fell on the floor. "You  lied to me, You told me that you never fell in love with anyone else." Jamie let his grippen losen.
"Ah didna fall in loue." He spoke. 
'You told me about your son. You could have told me about this, Why didn't you do it?" I fired back but he didn't answer. "WHY?!" 
"How come?"He answered and I heared rage in his voice. "Howe come? Fur a'm a coward. That's how come." he walked away from me. "Ah couldna tell ye fur th' fear Ah wid lose ye 'n' Eilidh, 'n' Ah coudnae bear th' thought o' losing ye twa again." he faced me again but I didn't look back at him. ¨Ah wanted ye sae badly that nothing else mattered.  Ah wid sacrifice honor, fowk, lee itself tae see ye 'n' her. Tae lie wi' ye again even though ye left me."
"Left you?" I finally turned around to look at him. "LEFT YOU!? YOU FUCKING BASTARD FORCED ME TO GO BACK!" at this pointed I didn't gave a shit who heared me and tears of anger streamed down my face. "I would have died gladly at Culloden with you and you damn well know that! And now you want to blame me for this whole damn situation?" 
"Ah dinna blame ye fur it," he said. "Bit ye hud tae gang fur Eilidh's sake. Ah canna regret that."
I took a deep breath. "But you blame me for coming back." 
"Na," Jamie breathed out.  "Aye. Na." he looked up to the heaven for help. "God, na, ah...... Dae ye ken whit it's tae bide 12 years wi'oot a hert? tae bide hauf a jimmy 'n' accustom yersel' in th' bit that's left?" He looked at me.
"Do I know?" I repeated that again and I felt the anger really take over me. "Do I know how that feels? Yes, you bastard, I know! I know damn well how that felt! What did you think?  That I would happily life on with Ben or another guy?!" I yelled in his face. "Well I never slept with another man nor even kissed! I was not like you!"
"Whiles ah holded ye death 'n' whiles a clocked ye wi' somebody else. Him haudin' mines bairn 'n' laying wi' ye. God Ah cuid murdurr ye fur it," He stood near me. 
"Well, I don't have to imagine Laoghaire!" I pushed him away but he stepped closer to me his face reddend with anger.
"Laoghaire?" He turned around and found the nearest thing to threw over. "Christ! Ah dinna care aboot Laoghaire 'n' ah ne'er hae!" He yelled into my face and I sat a few steps back seeing his hands shake
"So you would marry a woman you don't even want and then discard her the second you're done? You should have told me!" I tried to walk to the door but he pulled me by mine arm closer to him. 
"'n' ah hae ah hud, ye wid tak' Eilidh, turned oan yer heel 'n' left wi'oot a word!" he turned me around so I was away from the door and I gasped from the pain. "Bit huvin seen ye again. Ah wid dae far worse than lie tae keep ye." he had walked me to the bed in that sentence and pressed his lips on me.
Not in the mood for that I broke lose and smacked him across the face with all the power I had in me. That only feuled his anger more and he pressed his lips once more on mine and pushed me on the bed.
As he tried to remove mine night shift I struggled to get away from him.
"GET OFF ME!" I sat up and tried to place a knee where the sun didn't shine but instead he pulled me off the bed and laid me on the ground.
"SKYE! SKYE, NA! SKYE," I heared him trying to calm me and his hand forced my arms above mine head. "A loue ye 'n' ainlie ye!" our breaths where ragged and I felt him move up mine shift and before I could protest  he was in me.
A moan escaped mine lips and I stopped the fighting. Jamie pushed harder than he ever did but suddenly we where interrupt because somebody threw a bucket filled with ice water over us.
"Stoap it baith o' ye!" The voice of Jenny roared through the room.  "Fightin' 'n' ruttin' lik' wild beasts,  'n' na caring if th' hail hoose hears ye!" Jamie had realised his grib on me and had slipped out.
I struggled to get under him and stood up. Without saying a word I walked past her and left Jamie alone.