As I walked towards Weston and Francois I suddenly felt someone body slam me. I fell to the deck with yell.
Crack!
A few minutes later an apologetic Jacia was apologizing repeatedly as Daniella wrapped my wrist in a bandage. I sighed. Thirty minutes haven't even passed from when I stepped foot onto the ship yet I've already been injured. I looked up at the dark sky.
God, you must be laughing up there right? My life must just be a joke to you. Ha. I mean honestly if I read a novel in my previous life with the synopsis being, "a stupid bitch drowns in a sunken ship, and thus wakes up in the past as a fucking pirate who is harassed by an unknown man", I would laugh as well. I sighed.
"Jacia?"
"Yes Mila?"
"What the fuck gave you the idea to body slam me?"
Jacia scratched her head as she said.
"I missed you?"
I squinted my eyes. Was this the same bitch who would call me a "whore"?
I smiled. Jacia was blushing before she cleared her throat and said.
