Re-did a few things that's all.
The rest of the story is going to change to...slowly, sorry it's taking me so long to put new chapters up...i had finals this last week((((shudders))))
lol, so yea, enjoy

I was a pirate of the Caribbean… Until he left me. We all know what I'm talking about, or you wouldn't be here. We all know that I'm talking about Jack Sparrow, oh, I'm sorry, Captain Jack Sparrow (((rolls eyes))).

I was on his ship, with his crew. We were more than just first mate and captain… every one knew that. They could tell by the way we acted, about how we looked at each other… the whole thing between was obvious.

When day, when he was at the helm, he called me over. As I walked up, I could see something in his eyes that were different. They were softer, more passionate in a way.

He said, 'Lee Anne, when we dock in Tortuga, I want you to stay with me.' I nodded.

Three days later we docked in Tortuga. We stayed there for a week. The best week I've ever had. We stayed in his cabin the whole time. We made love time and time again, only stopping to eat.

In that week, he professed his love to me. And I to him.

After that week, we were unstoppable.

We gained another ship, and he became Commodore Jack Sparrow, he was so happy. He gave me that ship. We split the profits 50/50. We lived a life of luxury. Buying the best of everything.

A year pasted, and I had been gone for months, when finally I came across his ship. As I boarded, Anna Marie said that he was in his cabin. I hadn't even thought about the way Anna Marie seemed a bit nervous. Or the way everyone was shocked to see me. Or the way they were unusually quiet…

I walked in his cabin and screamed. He was with another woman.

He tried his damn hardest to explain himself, but I couldn't bring myself to forgive him. When I was back on my ship, I ordered my crew to open fire on him, and from then on, I sailed under my own colors.

I got messages from Jack all the time. Asking my forgiveness, asking me to come back, more or so, begging me to come back. He repeatedly said he loved and missed me. But my heart had turned too cold. Soon I just stopped reading his notes, and he stopped sending them….

Nearly two years pasted before I ran into Jack again. He attacked my ship. Taking everything he could get his greedy hands on.

He also locked me in the brig. Said I couldn't leave until I forgave him.

I was locked in there for three months, when he finally grew tired of keeping me locked up, and fighting and screaming. That's all we had seemed to do for those three months. For a while it seemed he never wanted me to leave, until he grew tired of me.

He dropped me off on an island that was so small; it wasn't even on maps.

He dropped me off here nearly two months past. To bad he had no idea that there were people on this small island.

Now I'm sitting out on this beach, hating myself for everything I've done. And for everything I didn't do….

And mostly hating myself for not forgiving the one I truly loved. To bad he doesn't love me anymore…