Hey guys, if you were woundering, the title 'Pourtant' means 'However'. it's french. well, i hope you guys like my story
Pourtant Means However
I smiled as I got up on the stage, but I was nervise as hell.
"Saluts. (Greetings)." I said into the mike. "C'est ma première fois en chantant. (It's my first time singing)." I laughed nervisley. The crowd at the pub looked up at me and I laughed nervisley again and started singing.
tu demandais hier je l'attise cet amour les mots sont, les mots font, le mots disent j'ai rangé les modes et les recettes je l'attise cet amour tu sais, tu me demandais hier je l'attise cet amour
mon avis sur le bonheur
l'air de rien voilà que tu t'inquiètes
la paix te ferait donc peur
les brindillent volètent
tu n'y vois que du feu
c'est sa vie secrète
pourtant...pourtant...pourtant
les mots coulent, les mots roulent sur un fil
moi, je laisse ces microbes, ces missiles
aux bavards, aux poètes si possible
oh...comme je t'aime quand tu t'expliques
c'est drôle mais...
incendié la boîte, mon coeur
de ce petit sacrifice me reste
un vertige, une chaleur
les brindilles volètent
tu n'y vois que tu feu
c'est sa vie secrète
pourtant...pourtant...pourtant
ma vision du bonheur
eh bien, chaque jour elle est plus nette
il ne nous fera plus peur
les brindilles volètent
tu n'y vois que du feu
c'est sa vision secrète
pourtant...pourtant...pourtant
Suprisingly, the people in the pub clapped and whisled. I smiled and grabbing the end of my skirt and held it up a bit, bowing.
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I turned my head away from the woman I had been talking to when I heard the voice of an angle speak into a mikeraphone. Looking up into her green eyes, I felt my breath catch. She was a beauty I have to admit. Her green eyes were outlined with black charcole and they hypmotized me. She laughed nervisley and said something else I couldn't understand.
"Jack, what happened then?" The married whore asked.
"Is she local?" I asked not taking my eyes off of the angle.
"Yes. She is quite a catch. She my husband begging at her knees for a night with her, but she is just to 'lady like." The whore mocked.
"What's her name?"
"Amour, weren't you listing to her when she told us?"
"I don't understand French."
"Well, then why are you here in St. Tropez?"
"Thought I could have a night of fun."
"Well, isn't that why you are talking to me? Hey! I am talking to you! You can at least look at me!" She hissed, but I didn't bother to look back. I was still captivated by the beauty on the stage named, Amo, Amy, oh,right, Amour! I watched as Amour's lips moved, forming the words that I didn't know what meant. Her brown long hair was tied with a leather band I noticed as she twirled around. Her long bangs were pulled to one side and covered a little bit of her eye. Wearing a black silk skirt and top, over all she looked like a pirate. Her song ended and she walked off of the stage. She started walking over to where I was sitting, but that could be because that was where the drinks were being served. She was now only a few feet away and I grinned at her. She smiled back, a sweet smile that no whore could have, and was about to say something, but a man came infront of us and stopped her.
"I am looking for some 'leasure w'ench! I want you!" He said in a drunken state. He grabbed her by the waiste and she tryed to get free, but he was to big and strong for her. I grabbed the nearest bottle I got my hand to and hit it against his head. He fell down onto his knees then to his side. The liquid pooring over him with the broken glass.
"I just waisted rum." I pouted.
"Mercie beacoup Mr..."
"Names Jack luv, Captian Jack Sparrow." I said.
"Ah, you don't speak french I see." She said and took the seat on the side that the whore wife wasn't on. "Oh Jess, how is your husband doing?" Amour asked sweetly.
"Fine thanks to you." The whore said and glared at her.
"That's good." Amour smiled. She is more inacent then she looks. "So Captian, I would love to see your ship. Take me to it?" She asked.
"I'd be more then happy to luv." I smiled and got up, taking her hand and helped her off of the seat. She smiled and thanked me. Before she could pull her hand away, I held it up and placed my lips over her knuckles softly.
"I didn't know pirates could be such gentel men." She joked and put her hand back to her side when I let go of it. I grinned at her and lead her out of the pub. We walked down to the docks and she smiled seeing the ocean. She then linked her arm with mine and I jumped slightly at the quck advance. It was usually me that did that kind of stuff. "I am sorry." She said getting ready to take her arm back, but before she could, I wrapped my hand around her hand. I looked down at her and her sparkiling eyes were looking back up at me. I looked away and she did as well.
The rum is getting to me stronger then usual.
I thought. We finally reached the Pearl and we stoped, standing infront of my ship and looking at it. I told her the story of me getting mutinied off of it and getting stuck on an island, all alone. Then I told her about my latest journey with Williom Turner and Elizabeth Swan. She smiled at that one and said it soundes romantic. She also said she hopes that they have gotten married. I told her that they were infact not married yet, but left out the part that Will is actually on Davy Jones's ship at the moment. She got saddned at the part that Will and Elizabeth were not married, but I said that they would get married. I don't know exactly why I said it, but I hated to see Amour sad.
"Have you ever loved someone?" She asked.
"The Pearl and the ocean." I said.
"I said someone Jack, not something."
"No." I replyed.
"Well, looks like we are in the same ship then." She said. "I paraphrased it, it is usually 'I guess we are in the same boat' but since...here I go again, I am babbiling. I tend to do that a lot." She said. I found myself laughing and becomming quite attracted to her. I watched as she talked. It was very amusing, her free hand that wasn't wrapped with mine was moving as she spoke, her eyes twinkeled and sparkled as she said something funny or happy.
"Captian, I have gotten a crew!" We heard Gibbs yell. We looked behind us and saw twenty people come up. I was shocked and thought that St. Tropez was much more of a provider then Tortuga was. We only happened to pick up thirteen people there, so I now have thirty three out of nintey people I need. It was a start.
"Thanks mate." I said and turned back to start to talk to Amour again, but got intorupted, again.
"Jack, shouldn't we be heading off to find Will?" Elizabeth asked from the ship.
"Very true, now if you can give me a moment." I said.
"Is that Elizabeth?" Amour asked looking up at Elizabeth who was impatiantly tapping her fingers on the raile.
"Yes it is."
"Where is Will?" Amour asked.
"Well, Davy Jones has gotten a hold on him so we are going off to find him." I said.
"So you aren't staying longer?" She asked sounding a little disappointed.
"I am afraid to say I can't." I said and looked down at her. She was looking down at her feet now, one making small circles.
"Will you come back to visit once you find Will?" She asked looking up at me. I smiled and tucked a strand of her haire behind her ear.
"Of course luv." I said and she let go of my hand, walking away. I turned around and began to make my way up the ship, but then someone grabbed my arm. I turned around and Amour kissed me quickly on the cheak.
"For saving me." She said knowing what I was about to ask and ran off towards her home supposidly.
"Hey luv!" I called. She turned around and nodded for me to continue. "What does pourtant mean?" I asked.
"Pourtant means however." She smiled. I put my hand to my cheak and rubbed it slightly. I snapped out of my trance and shook my head.
What did they put in that rum?
I asked myself and walked onto the ship. I turned around and looked back at the town and saw her get swallowed up by the crowd of people. I smiled and turned back around, heading to my cabin. I needed to get sober again or all hell could break loes.
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