@doppiogtpowder ask and i shall give! Sorry its so late exams have been mad.
This also isn't finished so maybe ill do a part two?
Tags: writer is shit at writing,angst, blood?, writer wrote this a month ago picked it back up and hasn't read any of it.
A.n: I am so sorry for how badly this is written i struggled with this so much 💔
Arthur woke up. Camp was quiet. Quite normal for it being a Thursday at.. he checks his pocket watch. Ah 5am. The sun still rising from its slumber. There was the quiet sound of the campfire, hoesa talking quietly to dutch. Arthur gets dressed quickly and walks over to the two hearing their conversations
,,have you seen molly around? Disappeared early last night.''
Hosea looked at dutch slightly confused
,,you don't even know where you own girlfriend is? Ain't you a good man''
This was returned by a nasty scowl from dutch who spotted Arthur.
,,ah Arthur! Would you be so kind to go fetch miss o'shea from wherever she has ran off from?''
Arthur scoffed at this. Of course dutch wouldn't go fetch his own girlfriend from wherever she may be. How lazy must he be?
,,fine. Don't expect this everytime your girlfriend runs off now.''
Deep down though Arthur was happy. He always loved spending time just him and molly. She was one of the only people at camp who understood him properly.
He quickly packed up his horse and set off. He had no idea where to start. The woods? No why would molly ever be there? But the feeling in his gut telling him that's were she was, was strong so he set off.
He had been riding around the woods for an hour or so when he saw blood. It made his stomach drop. Yes it could be from an animal but nothing in these woods would bleed that much would they? Maybe a deer but that wouldn't explain why it was all over a tree. He continued slowly when he saw her. On the ground. Blood all around her. She was pale. Cuts all over her and her good dress ripped, he hurried off his horse and ran to her flipping her over. The gentle rise and fall of her chest was reassuring but how shallow it seemed was a scary sight to him. He shaked her slightly causing her to try and shoot up but stop her self due to the cuts and wounds on her stomach.
,,dutch- is that you?'' She sounded scared. Her eyes full of terror
,,no molly. its uh arthur dutch sent me to look for you. What happened why you this far from camp?'' He asked worry and panic in his tone. If usually he could calm himself in situations like these he couldnt this time. He was terrified. Why was she this far from camp? What happend to her? Who did this to her. Questions filled his mind but he couldn't ask them. Not while he didn't know if she was gonna be okay. Without thinking he lifted her and carried her to his horse helping her up and putting her infront of him to make sure she wouldn't fall off.
,,no its fine. Dont- just try and stay awake till we get back to camp.''
The trip back took longer than the trip there. Arthur trying to keep his horse slow to not hurt her more than she already was. Slowly but surely they made it back to camp ever so slowly. The sight of Sean sleeping on lookout again brought relief to not only molly but Arthur as well
Arthur got down swiftly leaving molly on his horse and kicked Sean awake.
,,Im awake- im awake i- oh Arthur i thought you were of- HOLY WHAT HAPPEND TO HER?!''
He basically screamed like a girl when he saw molly. Arthur could only groan and drag him to his feet.
,,go get mrs grimshaw. Or hell even hosea just go get someone.''
Sean nodded quickly and ran off. Leaving just arthur and molly again. She looked worse. Paler. Weaker. He helped her down from his horse when mrs grimshaw ran over making a massive fuss until she saw molly.
The next hour was too chaotic for arthur to even form proper thoughts about. Mrs grimshaw taking molly and wrapping her up in bandages giving her medicine. Everyone making a fuss over her. All except dutch. Which did infuriate arthur. This was his girlfriend and yet he looked like he couldnt want anything to do with her! Yet he didn't say anything to him instead rushing to molly when mrs grimshaw left. Before he got to enter thr tent she pulled him aside.
,,you gotta find out what happened to her. She ain't telling me nothing.''
Arthur only nodded at this before quietly entering
,,dutch?’’ She asked hopeful but when she sat up slightly and saw arthur she sunk back down
,,he dont care dosnt he. Hes ignoring all this.’’ this ever so slightly crushed arthur. The fact she was accepting all of that just from him not showing up.
,,no he was here when you was sleeping. Hes out the now. Important camp stuff'’ He lied hoping it would soothe her
She caught on quickly her face turning ti scowl from the pain and the obvious lie.
,,im not a child arthur. I know he dont care.
Arthur looks at her. Sympathy washing over his face.