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Prologue: He Loved Her...
Jacks POV
He could still remember the words that she had spoken. The words that left him of all people feeling quite guilty and pained, it was his fault. How could it be possible that he had actually gown quite fond of her. Everything about her...
"You've ruined me! And I hate you for it!"
He could still hear it as clear as day, echoing in his mind. He understood how she must have felt. She was a married woman after all, a very lonely married woman but a married woman nonetheless. Maybe he should not have reciprocated when she had seeked his comfort? Maybe he should have just stayed away...it would have been the easy option...or would it have been?
Maybe he couldn't keep himself away. He couldn't stand the thought of leaving the woman all alone, for all those long years. He couldn't help but feel like he had to be there for her, since her husband couldn't. Though maybe that was just an excuse...maybe the real reason why he couldn't stay away was...
The pirate shook his head, trying to push away the thoughts and the emotions that had suddenly rose up in his chest. He just could not think like that...He didn't feel like that...he never felt like that. The only thing he ever loved was the sea...
...He was lying to himself...
He remembered walking away...and her screaming after him. He didn't look back, at the time he had been to angry and hurt to care what she wanted. It was obvious what she wanted anyway...she wanted him to leave. And so he did. He hasn't seen her since...though he wonders if she's okay. He couldn't stay mad at her for long...he never could, though he was too afraid to go back to her...for fear that she would reject his company, his comfort...
Regret filled his heart and his deep brown eyes and let out a painful sigh. How could he fix things? It was all too messy now. And the only thing the pirate knew how to do when things got messy was to...run. She was right...
...he was a coward...
It had been so great in the beginning...She welcomed him with a warm smile on her sun-kissed features. Great appreciation glistened in her honey coloured eyes. She had been deeply grateful to him for saving her beloved husband's life. Very soon though, the gratefulness turned into lust, and the lust turned into passionate nights, their bodies tangled together underneath linen. Soon the passion turned into guilt...and then it turned into pain. Soon enough the pain then turned to hate...At that moment, she truly did hate him...
...And it was all his fault...
She betrayed the one she loved, cheated because he was there to comfort her. He had ruined everything...and now she was left to deal with the burden. Of course, he just ran away like he normally did. It was what Captain Jack Sparrow did the best... because he was weak, pathetic...
...He was selfish...
Jack opened his eyes and frowned as he glanced around his quarters. He had left her and instead went on a quest to get his beloved pearl back. Though now he had his precious ship back, it didn't feel the void in his heart like he thought it would...there was still something missing. Maybe it was the woman he had left, the woman who he had caused so much pain...the woman who succeeded in killing him once. He really cared dearly for pretty little Lizzie, and he truly missed those few short, though passionate months he spent with her. He just had to admit it...
...He loved her...