I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.
"Night Jackie." Teague said turning out the lights in thirteen year old Jack's room.
"Night Da." Jack said quietly. He shut his eyes until his father left the room. Once he did Jack shot up in bed and threw the covers off of him. He went to his clothes that were laying on the floor and he quickly dressed himself. Once all his clothes were on he tiptoed over to his window and opened it just enough for him to squeeze out. His feet hit the grass on the other side and he shut his window. But not all the way, he made sure to leave it cracked open just a little so he could get back in. He smiled and ran off down the dirty streets of Shipwreck. He finally reached his destination and slowed his pace. He staggered into his favorite tavern and sat at a table in the middle of all the action. A barmaid pushed her way through all the drunken sailors and reached Jack's table.
"What'll it be?" She asked flatly. Jack looked up at her and smiled. She had curly blonde hair and green eyes. She was wearing a dress that hugged her curves and showed off most of her chest.
"Bottle of rum!" Jack said smirking. He gave a wink to the barmaid. She rolled her eyes at the young teen and walked off. Jack watched her walk away her hips swinging, Jack smirked once more. She came back and set down the bottle of rum Jack ordered. He grabbed it and took a swig of it. He let the juices fall down his throat and he patted his stomach.
"Rum is good." The rest of the night carried on like a usual night. Jack drank and drank as much rum as possible and flirted with the women around and watched bar fights. Jack looked outside to see the sky starting to get brighter. He jumped out of his seat and ran to his small house. He went to his window and tried to open it. "L-lock…locked?" He slurred. He then noticed a note on the window. He tried to clear his blurry vision to read it.
I'm not stupid, boy
-Da
I had this idea as I was trying to go to sleep so I got up and wrote it down. Hope you liked it!