16 years ago, I was living at a governor's house, though looking at me now, you wouldn't think that. I ran away from his house when I was but 18. I ran, to look for the one person who would make everything right.

I ran to look for my father. And to avenge my mother's death.

When I was 8, my mother moved me from England to the Caribbean so she could search for my father and confront him. She did find him. And on that horrible day that is forever locked into my mind, is when she died. Jack Sparrow had killed my mother.

At first, I was so shocked, I didn't know what to do. I was at a loss. I had lost the one person who could care for me. After shock, I wanted to kill Jack. But that plan was cut short when my father, Captain Barbossa, stopped me.

From there, he took me to the Governor Johnson's house. And though I hated him for leaving me there, he said I would be better taken care of there. And I was.

Years passed and all I thought of was, revenge. I wanted Jack Sparrow's blood.

When I finally escaped the clutch's of the governor, I went straight to Tortuga. I ran into Jack there. Literally. Governor Johnson had sent out his little men to get me, and I was running though the jungles, then suddenly, there Jack and I were, on the ground because I had knocked him over and had tripped myself.

From there, I had tricked him to let me sail with him. I told him that I was after Barbossa, to talk with him. Though the whole time I was planning on his demise.

But, along the way, something happened. All of a sudden, the thought of killing Jack scared me, and hurt me in ways I never thought possible. I shrugged those feelings away.

But just as I brushed them aside, I invited myself to Jack's bed. And there he took me, for the first time in my life, I was loved as a woman should be. And, as he held me in his arms, I didn't want to kill him anymore. All my plans that I had kept in my journal were pointless now. I just wanted what I had with Jack now. That's all. I wanted Jack. I wanted to reunite with my father. And I wanted to start a life with Jack.

Just as all my plans had, that one fell apart just as quickly as it popped into my head. Jack had suddenly grown cold towards me. I didn't know why, and it hurt me. And I hated him.

Once he started to push me from his bed, it wasn't long untill we found Barbossa. There were tears, from me, and Barbossa apologize many times.

Then I turned to Jack. And held my pistol high.

I was going to shoot him. But as I aimed, I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't do it, because no matter how much I disliked him at the moment, I was madly in love with him.

I burst into tears, and ran back into the cabin on Jack's ship. I locked myself in there, seeing what's happened. I fell for a pirate just like my mother had, and I didn't want that. I wanted to go back to the governor's home. After Jack had so causually brushed me aside, I wanted to pick up where I left off.

And apparently, that's what Jack had wanted as well.

I came out of the cabin three days later, and completely exhausted, to see Port Royal. The ship was already docked. There were soliders and a cariege waiting for me.

Jack walked me down there, and I asked him why he was so cold to me during the last moments. He said that he had read my journal.

But, he hadn't read the page where I wrote down my feelings for him. Where I wrote that I would never harm him.

As I hugged him good-bye. And thanked him for everything. I told him that he gave me a miracle. I told him I was with child, and before I could see his reaction, I walked away.

I left him.

He left me.

For nine months while I carried my daughter, I watched for his ship over the horizon. Hoping that he would come back for me. But he never did.

After Alessandra was born, I left Port Royal again. No longer was Governor Johnson in charge, but some Governor Swann who had just recently came to the Caribbean with his young daughter. So, it wasn't difficult for me to leave. No one noticed.

I went to Tortuga, and had the fortune of running into Jack's first mate Billy, who was one of my best friends. He helped me establish my tavern, The Devil's Snake.

And since, I changed my name just slighly to Roxanna. And since I've avoided the eye of Jack. I've lived a wonderful 16 years with my daughter, and without Jack.

Everytime Billy and Jack come to port, Billy always stops to see me. Always.

He asks everytime if I'm doing fine. And if I still feel for Jack.

I just smile and shake my head. Though, deep down, I was trying to put those feelings to rest. To get them out of my system. It's harder than I thought it was going to be.