Note: Okay, so this is officially like my third POTC story I've every written, so I have a pretty good idea on how to keep them in character, but every once and a while I do slip up, so tell me if anyone's OC. Also, if you click on my profile then you'll see a poll on which pairing you like best out of the three, so please take it! Enjoy:)
Chapter One: My Safety Blanket
Holly Brown walked down the busy streets of Tortuga hand in hand with her boyfriend, Ross. She never really liked Ross that much as he was way too old for her and didn't treat her right. He was as ugly as ever but he was rich. And being a pirate, it's very good thinking to try and develop intimate relationships with men of wealth.
Holly wasn't your usual wench in Tortuga though. Actually, she wasn't even considered a wench, as the men weren't aware of her taking their money while they where asleep.
Men don't just come up to her, give her money and ask for a pleasurable night. Well, they do but she always refuses. That's just not how she works.
She's about 5 foot 4 and weighs to be around a hundred pounds. Not the tallest girl around, as you can tell. She's only 25 years old and has been doing this "conning" business for as long as she can remember.
She walked down the streets, avoiding gunshots and drunken men along the way. When they reached the large mansion of Ross's they stepped inside. His house was very beautiful. It was made out of dark bricks and was located near the beach side, away from most of the commotion up ahead.
"Thanks for inviting me over Ross." Said Holly sweetly as he kissed her cheek.
"Anything for a beautiful young girl like yourself." The old man said.
Holly pulled him forward and kissed him passionately on the lips. He wrapped his pale arms around her tiny waist as she now began to trail kisses along his neck.
He moaned in pleasure as they let the darkness of the night take the kiss further.
Holly awoke late at night in Ross's bed. Ross was now sound asleep, snoring loudly and Holly rolled her eyes in frustration. Soon, she would ditch this old geezer, but not now, she needed more money.
She wrapped a thin sheet around her bare body and got out of the bed. She slowly made her way over to his chestnut dresser and filled her small sack with coins. If she could she would take more, but if she took too much he would notice.
She walked over to her clothes lying on the floor and kneeled towards them. She doesn't wear dresses like a lot of the girl's here do, but she does where a skirt. She picked up her loose black skirt and put the small sack of coins into its pocket.
This is insane. She thought sadly to herself. For as long as she can remember she's been jumping from guy to guy, stealing and kissing, trying to get enough money to survive.
She wiped a salty tear that managed to escape away with her hand. She remembers that when she was a little girl, she used to dream that once she turned nineteen, Jack Sparrow would come and sweep her off from her feet, and that they would live happily ever after. Thing sure do change…
Holly looked back at the old man and noticed that he was still sound asleep. So she grabbed her old ripped bag that she carries everywhere and pulled out her book.
She crawled back into bed with the book and began to read. This book was her safety blanket; she carried it everywhere and read it when she felt sad.
Sure, some people would laugh at her for carrying around a Jack Sparrow book everywhere she goes, but those people don't see the good side in him.
She reads about his adventures and holds them close to her heart, letting her know that maybe one-day things will turn out right.
She reads chapter one and smiles at how cute he looked as a young boy. It felt good to know that Jack started out just like her. Abandoned on the streets of Spain, hungry and lonely but still never gave up his dream of becoming a Captain.
Ross's snore became louder and Holly jumped slightly at the sudden sound. That gave her a wakeup call. She placed her "safety blanket" back into her bag and forced herself to fall back asleep.
As she cuddled into the blanket she thought to herself. One day I'll meet him…I'm sure of it.
I know that this chapter isn't the best but it's just the start! I have a feeling that this story will turn out good so please review and keep reading! I'll update soon, review:)
-Natalie xoxo