P.O.T.C. unfortunately belongs to Disney. Otherwise, the ending would have been Sparrabeth!
Elizabeth slammed the door to her room as she managed to escape once again from one of the balls she was forced to attend by her father. She stared out her window and could barely make out the clear blue waters of the Caribbean. Sighing as she turned away from the view, Elizabeth reflected on how the sea brought back many good and bad memories. But that was in the past. Lately, her miserable life had gone from bad to worse. Will had left her after deciding that he didn't want to be with a stupid childish girl who thought freedom and pirates were her destiny. Her father believed the same and tried to keep her inside as much as possible, with the exception of ceremonies held at the fort. After Will left, her father had betrothed her once again to Norrington.
Her only link to freedom was Jack Sparrow, and she hadn't heard from him in months. He was probably having the time of his life pirating and drinking rum without a care in the world. Elizabeth wanted that life. She needed to be a pirate, to be free. She felt like she was running out of air. If she stayed in Port Royal any longer, she would lose her mind.
"Elizabeth? Are you alright?" asked her father from outside her door.
Elizabeth rushed to lie on her bed in case he came in.
"I feel quite ill, so I'll turn in for the day," she responded
"All right," said her father, still unconvinced. "I just came to tell you that your wedding has been moved up to this Saturday."
Elizabeth instantly felt that she might trow up. But she willed herself not to and waited. When she finally heard footsteps fading away, Elizabeth jumped off her bed and rushed to her armoire. Digging through her items, she finally found her pirate clothes, her cutlass, and a small amount of money. Elizabeth could not take this life longer. She made up a plan to escape and never return.
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