Sleeping Next to the Pirate King

"Miss Mila, Miss Mila. Please wake up Miss Mila."

I pried my eyes open as I groggily looked at a teary Lutious's face. I blinked a couple of times before jumping out of my bed. I then hugged Lutious close to me and said.

"Who was the fucker who hurt you? Who was he? Actually, you know what a name is enough. A name."

Lutious looked at me confused.

"A name?"

"Yes, a name. Give me the name of the person who had insulted you or made you cry. I will make them fucking walk the plank. Oh Lord, please ignore the last sentence. An innocent soul like you shouldn't hear words like that."

Lutious started giggling as he hugged me. I smiled as I patted his soft hair.

"No one hurt me Miss Mila. There was something weird on deck that Mister Baron and the crew found this morning."

Something weird? For fuck's sake, weird shit has been happening way too often lately. My small sense of rationality after coming to this time period has already been shattered beyond repair. Shattered to the point where it can't reincarnate.

Ha.

Okay, I'm sorry that was the author's attempt at making a pun. Please forgive her. She didn't sleep for over twenty-four hours due to finishing assignments and writing mass releases.

I now kneel and kowtow as an apology in her stead.

Lutious clasped my hand and led me towards the deck. As I ran along with him, I looked down at my clothes.

HOLY FUCK! CHILD WAIT A FUCKING SECOND. PLEASE WAIT OR ELSE YOUR MISS MILA ISNT GOING TO BE A MISS ANYMORE. MY NEW NAME WILL BE "THOT MILA".

Lutious looked at me as I stopped running. I was wearing nothing but a thin cotton cloth dress over my bra and panties. Yes. You heard that right. When I fucking traveled to the past, instead of bringing money or a phone with me from modern times, I brought Victoria Secret underwear.

Lutious was still clueless. I sighed. Whatever just think of this as a bikini I'm wearing under a jacket or some shit like that. I'm a girl from the 21st century, so what if my pink underwear shows?

Ha. Ha.

Jesus Christ I must be part acorn, because I'm going nuts.

Lutious ignored me as he opened the door to the deck. I shielded my eyes from the sun as it burned my nocturnal eyes. I hissed as if I were some vampire. Lutious continued to stare at me like I was crazy. I patted his head. Oh, my dear child, when you get to my age, you understand the sanity is no longer an available thing. I picked at my ear as I watched all of the crew members crowd around in a circle. I couldn't see any of the captains. Henry and the Spanish twins stood in the outer part of the circle. I yawned as Lutious lead me into the crowd. the pure little child tried to push through the burly men but to no avail. I almost laughed out loud at his trial. I patted his head and said.

"Wait here for a second Lutious."

"The chefs have prepared grilled venison in the kitchen. If you don't hurry up, you'll miss it."

The crew members looked at me with red beady eyes. Their animal instincts awakened at the sound of meat. I calmly walked over and carried the tiny Lutious in my arms as the men stampeded like buffaloes towards the kitchen below. In mere seconds, the deck was emptied. Henry, the Spanish twins, my crew members and the other captains stayed. Francois's laughter filled the morning air as he said.

"Ma Cher Mila, what an intelligente action."

"Good morning to you too Francois. What is so important that my dear child here had to wake me up?"

Baron looked at me in shock at the word, "child". I chuckled.

"Stop looking so surprised Baron, Lutious isn't really my child. Couldn't you tell that night that it was my first time?"

Baron blushed before hiding his smile. What a gullible fucker. Makes me want to tease him when he stutters and gets nervous. Not now though, I have to deal with this whole brouhaha first. As I walked up to the crowd my eyes rested on a treasure chest. It wasn't large but it wasn't small either. It had a golden exterior with the words of "osculum est mortis". I knew a bit of latin. I could tell that the words translate to, "The kiss of death".

"Who brought this treasure chest? Was it you Henry?"

Henry and his butler Atticus shook their heads. I turned to see the Spanish twins shake their heads as well. I exhaled in frustration as I scratched my head. Well it looks like this fucking treasure chest just dropped from the fucking sky.

Great.

"Did anyone open this yet?"

Everyone shook their heads. Why was everyone so wary of it? I mean, sure, the weird nature of how it came to existence is scary enough, but it's just a box. I stepped forward and pulled the golden chain off. A second later a clicking noise sounded as I lifted the lid of the treasure chest. Confusion filled me as I looked in to see an elegantly dressed doll. It was probably the size of half of an arm. The hands were folded over the chest and the eyes were closed. The box itself resembled a coffin. So, this is what the title of "the kiss of death meant". The doll resembled a dead individual. It was dressed in a white dress and had curled yellow hair which fell to the shoulders. I shivered. After watching the movie Anabelle with my friends, dolls creep the shit out of me.

My crew members looked at the doll in silence. I then sighed and closed the lid.

"Okay. That was weird as hell, and downright disturbing. Why don't we throw this overboard?"

My crew members nodded as I saw the disappointment on Henry's face. I smirked.

"Did you expect there to be treasure in here Henry?"

Henry's eyes widened before he held a poker face.

"Nonsense. I was just curious and came here along with everyone else."

"Sure Henry."

Henry's cheeks flushed slightly as he turned away. I then carried the treasure chest and walked over to the railing. Just as I was about to throw the chest overboard, the sound of childish laughter filled my ears. I shivered as I looked at the chest. I chuckled nervously; I must be hearing things. it's not like this is some horror film after all. This is a reincarnation, fantasy. romance story. Why the fuck would there be a man killing doll?

Right?

Right?

Ha. Ha....................

The sound came once more. I trembled as I opened the lid of the treasure chest. The doll was nowhere to be seen. I turned to see my crew members chatting normally. Baron burst into laughter. I dropped the treasure chest and covered my mouth. The doll was climbing up Baron's back. It twisted its neck and looked at me with red eyes.

No fuck no! You've got to be shitting me.

I quickly ran over and grabbed the doll. Baron turned and looked at me in shock.

"Since when do you act so childish?"

I chuckled as I held the doll by the neck. I could feel its anger as it heated up. Jesus Christ I am not in the fucking mood to deal with such bullshit. I bowed and walked towards the railing. I then looked at the doll which was shaking.

"Look bitch. Be good and get swallowed by a shark or something. Don't come back with your murderous rage ever again."

I then banged the doll on the railing. It's eyelids fluttered before closing its eyes. I sighed as I threw the doll overboard. I watched it bob in the water for some time before the waves swallowed it below. I exhaled in relief as I threw the treasure chest after the doll in the water. The two items sunk to the bottom of the ocean. I walked over to the crowd of my crew members. Despite being sure of eradicating the fucking doll, I still had an ominous feeling. The Spanish twins looked at me. They then walked up to me and said.

"You shouldn't have done that. A weird toy such as that is most probably possessed by an evil spirit. It should have been exorcised and burned."

I rubbed my face. This cannot really be fucking happening. Why did the genre of this story change suddenly?

Suddenly, I felt something crawl up my back. Fear filled me as I reached over and brought a small body in my hands. I screamed as I looked at the doll with a knife in its hand. It chuckled evilly before saying in a deep voice.

"You're dead now bitch."

I closed my eyes as I waited for the knife to stab me.

"Miss Mila? Miss Mila? Are you okay?"

I opened my eyes. What the fuck?

I was back on my bed still in my cotton dress. Zarfia stood next to me.

"I'm sorry to wake you up Miss Mila, but the captains would like to discuss plans for docking at the Carolinas."

"Zarfia, did Lutious come to wake me up before this?"

Zarfia shook her head.

"You've been asleep all morning Miss Mila. Lutious came to check up on you and said that you were screaming in your sleep from a nightmare."

I exhaled in relief. Thank God. That was the weirdest and most realistic dream that I have ever had in my life. I sighed. I need a mother fucking break soon. I sat up in my bed and stretched.

"Tell the captains that I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

Zarfia nodded before exiting my room. This was no time to linger and think of a nightmare. Traveling to the Carolinas is essential for completing the trip to the Bermuda. It will provide us with a way to recharge and collect what we are lacking before going into the unknown of the Bermuda Triangle. Something told me that the Bermuda Triangle is going to be horrific compared to the legendary romanticized stories.

Whatever.

No matter what, danger seems to follow me. I wonder what fate has in store for me now?

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