Renegade Love, A Story Of Love, Fear, Secrets, Lies, Hurts And Forgiveness - Season 1 - Episode 10

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Renegade Love, A Story Of Love, Fear, Secrets, Lies, Hurts And Forgiveness - Season 1 - Episode 10

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THE ROMANTIC RESCUE

Davis came at her through the silver sheets of rain, a rope tied around his waist to prevent his bein swept away in the current. The water whirled around his chest and threaten to drag him down. She reached for him, feeling the water rush against her shoulders, her throat _oh God she was going to drown! But he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up to his chest. Then over his shoulder she saw it……

The wall of water, black and brown churning yellow rolled on to them…… Driving Davis against her,rotated and her back against the wagon. Then her world was nothing but blackness, cold and closing and vicious as the water sweeping over their heads, lifting them from their feet, pinning them against the wagon, which trembled with force.

Her lungs were busting, then she thought she could no longer without a breath, the force seemed to ease about them; the hope gave her strength to hold out seconds longer. She felt Davis lift her and she fought him, frantic attempting to break free so she might claw her way to the surface. The surface. God, where was the surface? She strained toward a tiny pinpoint of light above her head thrashing aside the swirling mud while batting away his arms. His hands dug to her ribs and brought back the cold reality of the surroundings. She clung to him as they broke the surface of the water……

They drifted along in the current before the rope about Davis waist snapped taut. Someone was hauling them out. Rachel closed her eyes and drifted allowing the low cadence of his voice to soothe her. When she realize he was cursing Her she turned her face up to the now gentle rain and laughed.

Sam and homer and deputy Hale were there when Davis lifted her in his arms and stumbled onto the river bank, they fell in the mud,he on top of her so his shoulders covered her face from the rain. She heard his heart thud like a fastbeating drum against her ear, and she turned her mouth into the crisp thatch of hair on his chest, where his shirt shorn of its buttons, gaped open and kissed him. She didn’t care who saw her do it.

The fear that only moments before had given him super human strength now dissolve in relief as he lay on her body face down. But with that relief came and awful realization that the thought of living without the half_drowned girl beneath him had frightened him more than all the floods all the Indians in Texas.

Angrily he rolled away,yanking at the rope around his waist. Her hands came for him and he batter. “get the hell way from me, he demanded. Get away”

“please,please don’t leave me!! Don’t ever leave me”she cried and roll on the ground against him. Her face covered with mud.

He tried to muffled her mouth with his hands, leaving streaks of mud on his fingers against her lips, People were beginning to gather, and though her voice was hoarse and strained to a whisper. He didn’t want what she was saying to be heard by people.

“stop it!!!” he shook her till her head fell limply toward her chest and her shoulders heaved. He said as quietly as possible. ”ah, God, stop it Rachel. You are a fool sweetheart and if this thing between us doesn’t stop now you’re gonna get hurt. I’m no good, and nothing you can do or say to me is going to change that. Just leave it be, Rachel. Just leave it!”

He rolled away stumbled to his feet and marched up the river bank then he spied Martin Stillwell,apparently more concerned over his wagon load of China than he was on Rachel and his control left him.

In three strikes get went up against the English man, twisted his filthy hands in the man’s wet but pristine shirfront. And threw him against the wagon. “you son of a batch, why didn’t you help her. I’ll kill you Stillwell if you hurt her. I swear to God i’ll come after you if i have to do it from the grave!” He found his hands around the mans throat. But he couldn’t stop.

There were cries behind him of “stop him”and he was vaguely aware of Sam’s voice yelling, ”yore killing him boy! Let him go Davis.” then the hard surfaced of Sam’s rifle stock like the lightening that had earlier ripped the sky. It drove him forward into the gasping English man, and suddenly his world tipped and swayed with blackness. He felt himself falling and somewhere in the shadows Rachel’s voice came to him.
“oh God, don’t hurt him. Please don’t hurt him!”