Authors Notes: Well, thought I'd try my hand at something a little more serious. All will seem confusing right now, but in the next chapter you will understand where they are, why and what got them there… So yes… Rude language to come, lovelies.
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"Wanker. Fuckin' 'ate you Sparrow… DICK 'EAD!" Tori screamed, her muss of vibrant red head flailing widely around her tiny frame, as she jumped forward slightly, her voice coming out strained, angry and even slightly desperate.
"Cheers, luv! And don't you worry, I'll be comin' to collect you in a few days time, alright?" Jack's voice was distant now, and even though hardly audible, it was still possible to make out his laugh, but within seconds the Ships speed picked up, and he and all of the other figures on board grew smaller and smaller, and eventually were impossible to see.
"Yeah… THANKS! Fuckin'… dick." Tori trailed off, sticking her middle finger up at the shrinking figure of the ship, before kicking the hot, white sand which burnt her feet, spinning around and letting out about a dozen or so mixed curses.
"Would you stop swearing, just for a moment?" Will asked, staring across the ocean to the shrinking boat, his head in his hands, his voice was flat, with just a tinge of annoyance and a bit of weariness.
"I weren't fucking swearing." Tori snapped back, as defensive as ever, spinning around to look at Will, accidentally sending some sand onto his hair and already dirtied shirt.
"You just did." Will replied, not raising his voice as Tori had done, but still he sounded quite annoyed, whilst he brushed the sand off his shirt and rubbed his eyes, wishing that this wasn't happening.
"Did not." Tori argued, determined to win the argument, which to her was extremely important.
"Yes, you did… Oh forget it. I can't believe I'm stuck here. With you, of all people." Will was getting tired of this, so he stood up, and brushed the sand off of himself, before starting to walk away, without so much as looking back at the red headed girl who started to follow him.
"Cheers Will, I can tell we're gonna get along just fine. Seriously though, " She started, now managing to walk by Will's side. "We could patch things up, yeah? Who knows, you might even get to like me again…" She added, this time in a much lighter tone than anything she had said before. The last thing she had said was slightly sarcastic, but at the same time, she wondered if it could actually happen. Will stopped immediately after Tori had spoken, before turning to her with a look of complete and utter disbelief.
"You… I don't believe you. Do you seriously think, I would ever, even consider, even becoming your friend?" He shook his head, actually letting out a little exasperated laugh, before starting to walk again, this time picking up his pace.
"We were friends once, Will… Maybe even more…" Tori called after him, in a matter-of-fact voice, no longer prepared to walk after him. But Will stopped, just for a moment, and called back to her, though he didn't actually look at her.
"That was long time ago. Before you set out to ruin my life." And with that he continued to walk along the stretch of white sand, into the distance, until he, like the ship, was no longer visible to the eye.