Jane

Chapter Seven

  I was feeling very down hearted these past two days. Ever since I met him, he was all I could think about. That kiss we shared. Those moments. Teaching him things. Tarzan. I felt like I lost my best friend. But I had not. I knew he was fine out there on his own.

Why did I feel like he could not live without me? The feeling was so strong. Something I never felt before. I sit there at our little camp. I was doodling.

Clayton had hired men from the island to watch over me while he went off with father. So the savage ape man would not get his way with me. Clayton was hell bent on getting his revenge on poor Tarzan for wrecking his gun.

"Still thinking of ape brain?" Clayton snorts with anger as he looks over my shoulder to see what I was doodling.

I had drawn a photo of my Tarzan. He was not mine...oh you know what I mean. I use my pencil to further details of him. Those beautiful eyes of his. I sigh deeply.

Clayton nabs my drawing from my art book. He rips my drawing of Tarzan to shreds. He stomps it in the dirt with his foot. He looks pleased with himself at what he had done.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" I snap feeling my anger rise at him.

"Because! I did you a favor that is why! You need to get ape brain off your mind! You will never see him again. Understand?" he challenges me to defy him.

He glares at me.

"What if I do see him again?" I challenge him back.

"Try me, Jane, just try me" he warns under his breath.

I frown.

He never has threated me before. This was new. Even for Clayton. He rubs his temples looking frustrated with this whole thing.

"Jane...I am sorry. He pissed me off when he wrecked my gun" snaps Clayton.

"Why did he ruin it? What did you do?" I question his motives. Tarzan seemed to get along with everyone so far. But Clayton he had not. Made me wonder what Clayton had done to upset Tarzan! It had to be something to do with the gun.

"Nothing! That ape brain is just crazy that is all! Nuts he is nuts!" Clayton grumbles.

"Tell me what happened. Please?" I beg him.

"I was out looking for you. I brought protection. We were surrounded by gorillas. You must have stumbled upon that nest you had been talking about. So I took out the gun. I was not going to shoot any of them. They begin to make those ape noises at me. They were going to attack me! I had done nothing. So I got ready in case worse came to worse..."

"Oh Clayton you did not" I groan.

"I did. I got it out. I was going to shoot. An angered ape.....gorilla...whatever the hell it was came at me. A large male. He got in my face. I went to fire his way. Shoot him then the crazy ape man leaped at me like a rapid savage. He grabs my gun hoots and pounds on his chest. Then he takes off leaving me there with no way to defend myself" Clayton bickers bitterly.

"Clayton, he was not trying to harm you in anyway. Don't you see? He was only protecting them the best way he knew how. He was protecting them because they are his family" I point out to Clayton.

"Family? They are gorillas" laughs Clayton.

"Maybe to you they are. But to him they are all he knows. They are family" I explain to him.

Clayton laughs. He shakes his head trying to understand.

"Dumb ape brain" he chuckles.

"Clayton are you ready to go lad?" calls out my father.

"Ready sir. I ordered these men to watch over Jane here. So if ape man does chose to show up, Jane will be safe" says Clayton.

"I do not need a baby sitter. Besides you know I will never see Tarzan again" I mention feeling sad inside.

"Good you have no reason to see him again" says Clayton as he leans in forcing a kiss on my lips. The kiss was nothing special. Nothing like what I had shared with Tarzan. Clayton's lips were cool and cold.

"Stay here Jane. Stay safe" my father tells me as he hugs me before leaving with Clayton.

"I plan on it father" I giggle.

They head out into the woods. I sigh. I was away from Clayton. I had some breathing room. I sit back down in my chair. I glance over at a guard who watched me.

"I do not need a guard. I fire you" I challenge him.

"I only take orders from Clayton miss" he warns me as I fume.

"GO!" I demand at him.

He stands there. How to get rid of this moron. I wanted my privacy. I was going to get it. Wait and see. I get a cold coke out of our little cooler. I shake it up. It sure is hot today.

"Boy it sure is hot out here" I whistle. The guard looks over at me. He nods.

"How rude of me. Would you care for a drink?" I offer. I smile flirting his way.

"Why sure miss" he agrees.

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I toss him a coke. He pops open the top. On cue the pop fizzes to the top. Then drizzles all down his shirt. He groans as he leaps back holding the pop can away from him as the pop finished running down the side.

"s**t" he groans.

"Oh dear me. You will be eaten alive by bugs. You shall be hot and sticky" I gasp in horror. I should take acting lessons. I was rather good. If I do say so myself...

"I will. Crap" he mutters.

"You can run into town to change. Then come back. I will still be here. Clayton will never have to know right?" I giggle.

I wink his way.

"Are you sure?" he worries. I nod.

"I will be right here when you get back. I have my cell phone here to" I vow as I show him my phone. "It will be boring here. I am only going to draw" I promise. That was truthfully the plan of action.

"Sure, I guess so. I will be back as soon as I change" he promises me.

"See you soon" I tell him. He takes off to town in his jeep that was there. I sigh feeling joy rush in me. I was alone. At last. No Clayton. No guard. It was nice.

I sit back down to draw.

I began to draw Tarzan. The moment we shared fruit together. I doodle him with a melon in his hands. His smile. Those abs of steel. I was crushing big time.

It had to stop. I see an image of us kissing in my mind. "Jane, beautiful" I hear his deep voice in my ears as I close my eyes. I shiver. I sigh as I feel a tear surface to my eyes. I open them. I glance down at the drawing. My fingers trace his face wishing he was here now. I hear a sudden rustling sound in the bushes near me. I look over to my right to see what it was.

Maybe it was not such a good idea I shooed the guard away after all.

"Is someone there?" I call out nervously. "Tarzan?" I squeak out.

Nothing.

Silly Jane he would not come back for you...

I sigh feeling a bit sad by that thought. I hear the noise again. I set my art book down on my seat. I make my way over to the bush to find out what was making that sound. I lean in to peak in the bush. I hear growling. Soft yet firm. My heart pounds with a new fear inside of me. I find a pair of yellow eyes glowing back at me.

It was a wild animal!

Suddenly a black panther leaps out at me. I screech as I run as fast as I could move. I scramble to go to the tent to try to hide some place. There was no other hiding places near me. Where was that guard when I needed him.

I scream again as I fall as I run. I slide landing on my side. Hurting my hand. I wince in pain. The panther leaps into action racing over at me. Snarling its fangs my way. It pin's me under it. I can feel it's breath on me. Drool seeps from its teeth challenge me. Fear floats in my veins. This was it. I was going to die. It was all my fault. I was so dumb to shoo the guard away.

I hear it.

Tarzan.

He yelps in his deep call. Nothing like it. The panther's ears perk up. It takes off suddenly. I close my eyes as I fall to the ground. I sigh as I pant trying to catch my breath back.

"Jane?"

My eyes snap open.

There he was!

My knight in a shining loin cloth!

Tarzan.

My heart flutters with joy seeing him once again.

"Jane?" he questions me once more.

"You remembered my name!" I squeak out with joy. I grab him pulling him in my embrace. He hugs me back. I nestle my face in the nape of his neck as we hug. A smile spread on my lips.

"Oh Tarzan I might have died if you had not showed up" I whisper softly.

"Jane, beautiful" he whispers.

"Oh Tarzan" I giggle softly. I pull back to look at him. He smiles at me sadly.

"I am so happy to see you again! I missed you!" I admit to him knowing he would not understand me anyway. He takes my hand in his. Opens it up. Our hands are touching. My heart hammers like crazy. Why was it I wanted to kiss him again?

As if he read my mind he holds me closer to him. His lips fall to my own. Weakly I crumble against him. It was like heaven being here in his arms. I melt into him. His lips caress on my own as though they belong there. Maybe just maybe they did belong there.

"Beautiful Jane" I hear him whisper to me in between kisses.

He had not forgotten me.

My heart certainly had not yet forgotten him.

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