The Captain's Daughter

Chapter 4

Lucy

I walked away from that nasty woman that was throwing out hateful words. It's not uncommon to have girls lash out at me but her words hurt.

Calling me a sewer rat or talking about me like I am some w***e. She doesn't even know me. She's so wrong though I do not sleep around I have only ever been with Jacob.

My phone rings loudly startling me as I am walking home. I turn it over and see my dad's name flash. s**t.

I answer it knowing if I didn't he would send out a search party, which he has done more times than not.

"Hey, daddy."

"Did you get home alright? He asks with concerns teetering on being overly protective.

"Yes." I look around wondering where I am. I have no clue.

"Good, how are you feeling?

"Like hell." I rub my temple feeling the achy pulsing in my head.

"Get some rest, I'll see you later. We are going to make a fisher-woman out of you."

"Haha right, night daddy." I end the call. I spin around nearly losing me footing. Where the f**k am I?

After walking around lost, I finally see an area of town that I recognize. My dad was obviously still at the bar. He owns the Sticky Wicket bar the one I was in tonight.

I see our house and I hurried inside.

I entered the house and shuffled my way to my room. I sink down to my bed and laid down.

Home sweet home. I close my stinging eyes. My bed was not as soft as Tuckers.

I have to say, Tucker is was one hell of a good looking man, too bad we could never work.

My pathetic sad and broken heart and his crazy psychotic sexcapade life. Which I want no part in.

He's obviously a player and I am not going to be his next notch on his belt.

I have more dignity and respect for myself than to be played. Jacob was the sweetest he made me feel like I was a precious gem or diamond. Like if he lost me he would have lost the best thing.

He made me so happy and his smile could melt anyone of my insecurities away. He had a way with words and just being around him I felt safe and secure, I never felt more beautiful then I did with him.

But sadly that love ended very tragically it's been 7 months, two weeks, 4 days and way too long since I saw him.

I wept as I fell asleep.

                                ........

It's been a week of me preparing to head out onto the open water with my dad and his crew. I have packed then repacked my bag more than a dozen times. I was nervous about being out there and not having my medicine of alcohol to act as my bandage for my broken heart.

I packed a few bottles of vodka and whiskey. For emergencies. I rip my duffle bag up and grip my hand around the handle. Glancing around my room one last time. My safety in my place I felt most secure since Jacob left me, but now I was leaving it. Walking out felt like I was leaving him behind. I know he's not here anymore but the pain still is real. Missing him is still deeply painful.

My heart ached as I walked out of my dad's place, it felt like my heart was breaking again. I didn't think it would be this hard to leave.

As I see the cab pull up I look back one last time. Not knowing when I would be back. After I closed the door of the cab, I laid my head back against the seat. Tears built up but I held them back.

I can see my dad's boat as the cab driver drove into the boat dock. My stomach tensed my hands clenched tightly to my bag. You can do this. I lean forward and paid the cab driver, I step out and grip tightly to my bag.

Each step I kept thinking just turn around and go back to your life, your comfort what I know. But my body was working against my mind. Like I have no control over what I was doing.

My hair blew off my face from the breeze that came off the water as I got close to the vessel.

I suddenly see the guy with the beard that was at Tucker's place the last night I saw them. He looked stunned to see me but walked towards me.

"Hey!

"Hey!

We both say at the same time.

"What are you doing here? He asks me.

"My dad is making me come."

"You're the Captain's daughter?

"Yes."

"What's your name? I ask as I shade my eyes from the sun the was hitting my nearly blinding me.

"Chester."

"Lucy." We shake hands. He had kind eyes.

"Can I take your bag? He offers sweetly.

"Nah, I think I got this," I say with a gently giggle.

"Well, it'll be definitely different having you with us."

Suddenly a noisy truck pulls up and three guys get out and grab their bags and walk over. I can see their eyes scanning me over like I'm lost.

"Hey, babycakes are you lost? Or just here to sends us on our way?

"First never call me babycakes again, second let's get something straight you all leave me the hell alone."

I see another truck pull up, my mouth dropped open when I see none other than Tucker walking over.

Our eyes lock on each other, I feel my stomach swarm with butterflies and my heart does this pitter-patter flippy thing.

Oh, he better not be going on this boat.

Chester gave me a sympathetic look.

"We better get going, one of the guys says. I spun on my heel and walk off towards the platform that ran from the dock to the boat.

I hear whispers behind me.

"She's not really coming with us?

" f**k she's got who cares."

"Look at that ass, mmm."

"First dibs, on her."

I see my dad in the cabin and head straight up.

"Hey, dad." He turns and stands up and gives me a hug.

"Hey, sweetheart."

"Hey, dad."

"How are you feeling??

"It was hard leaving the house."

He nods his head and pats my back.

"Just try ok? He eyes me over and brushes my hair off my shoulder.

"I'm here aren't I? I cross my arm across my chest.

"Yes, you are." He smiles at me calming my racing heart.

My dad walks over to a cabinet in the corner, he pulled out two shot glasses and poured us two shots. He passed me one. We both shot them back.

"Let's try and have a good time?

"Why don't you go pick your quarters, first picks get the best pick."

"Okay. Along as it's not with any of the guys, I can tell they are already going to be a pain in my ass."

"Are they causing trouble, already? He touched my arm and tilts my head up to look at him.

"Nothing yet."

"I'll have a talk with them."

"No, just leave it."

"Chester is nice the rest I could give a s**t about."

"Did I just hear my name? Chester suddenly appears behind me.