Title: Love Hurts, Love Heals

Author: Vera-Sabe

Pairing: Will/OC, Jack/Elizabeth

Genre: Romance/Drama

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for this wonderful plot, Evelyn Anderson, Matthew and Caroline Taylor, and any other OC's I'm going to come up with in future chapters.

Walt Disney owns the Pirates of the Caribbean theme ride and movies while Gore Verbinski, Jerry Bruckheimer, and the producers and screenwriters also own the Pirates of Caribbean movies.

Again, I don't own anything because if I did, which I don't, then I would be filthy, stinking rich by now, but I'm not. No copyright infringement is intended.

Warning: This was originally a 'You' story. It was/is also my first fan fic. I hope you all like that I gave the character the name of Evelyn Anderson. The movie The Mummy inspired me to do so.

This is a Will/OC and slightly Jack/Elizabeth story and all I have to say is that I did my best to keep them in character. However, if you don't have anything nice to write after you have finished reading my story, then kindly go away please.

Keep in mind that flames will be laughed at and will only serve to increase my amusement. Although, I accept constructive criticism because I know that it will help me in the long run. Anyway read, review, and enjoy; happy reading everyone.

Author's Note: Again, this is a Will/OC and slightly Jack/Elizabeth story. I would just like to say the plot is from my own imagination and creation. I thought of these words and nobody else, so I would like to make it clear to everyone that I am not plagiarizing anyone else's work.

This is also an alternate universe story and will take place after the end of Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl. It will completely diregards Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest and Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End.

I'll do my best to keep everyone in character, but I am not going to promise anyone anything. And again, the movie belongs to Gore Verbinksi, Jerry Bruckheimer, and the producers and screenwriters of the movie.

Summary: Evelyn Anderson is in love with her best friend, Will Turner. He and Elizabeth are engaged to be married. Will Evelyn tell him the truth? Will Elizabeth and Will get married? And what does Captain Jack Sparrow have to do with everything?

Chapter 1: At the Wedding

Evelyn Anderson was sitting towards the front of the chapel of the church in the town of Port Royal; although she wasn't in the first row. On the contrary, she was in the fourth row, but she still had a good view of the front.

Evelyn looked around and realized that many people were coming in and sitting down. The chapel was getting filled with people very rapidly. She looked around the chapel and stared at the people that were coming into the chapel. They walked in and took their seats. She realized that there were almost no more seats available and that if more people were coming in then they would have no choice but to stand up. However, she did not really mind or care. She had a seat and that's what mattered.

Evelyn continued to observe the people. She noticed that they were talking and smiling to each other. The ladies were gossiping and chatting none stop while the gentlemen greeted one another politely. Some gentlemen even smoked from their pipes. Everyone was dressed formally and beautifully for this wonderful occasion. Yes it was a very special occasion, otherwise why were so many people there if it wasn't?

Oh, this is dreadful. Why can't the ceremony begin? Evelyn thought and asked herself as she was squirming in her seat, trying not to get too frustrated or too bored. This special occasion, that Evelyn and almost everyone in Port Royal were there for, was for Will Turner's and Elizabeth Swann's wedding. However, she wished that she was the one that was marrying Will, but sadly she was not.

Evelyn started to reminisce about Will and how much she loved him. Evelyn had known Will Turner for as long as she could remember. He was and is her best friend and deep down she had always considered him as the only man that she could ever possibly be married to. Even when she was little and the other girls thought boys had the willies, she did not believe that to be true. Evelyn pretended to say and think that boys had the willies with the other girls but, deep down, she had crushes on them. But most of all she had a crush on Will.

When she reached the age of fourteen, Evelyn started to not only have a crush on him, but she started liking him and then finally she fell in love with him. She could talk to him about anything. She could share her deepest, darkest secrets with him and she knew that he would never judge or criticize her, no matter what she was going through and that's what she loved the most about him. She loved that she could tell him anything and that he would always be there to listen to her. She also loved him for who he was on the inside and on the outside. She loved his smile, his chocolate-brown eyes, his dark hair, and the fact that he was a very handsome gentleman.

Although she did not really care about a person's appearance, Evelyn did care about their characteristics. In her opinion, a person who was respectful, kind, polite, and so forth, but whose appearance was not that charming far surpassed a person who looked charming and who had poor and cruel characteristics. However, Will Turner accounted for both his characteristics and his appearance and Evelyn loved him even more for that. She loved everything about him, yet she wasn't the one that was marrying him on this bright and beautiful day in Port Royal. Elizabeth was the one that was marrying him.

At the thought of Elizabeth being the one who was marrying Will, Evelyn started to become frustrated and sad. Why does she always have to enter my mind whenever I start to think about Will, she thought, asking herself angrily.

Evelyn tried to be angry with Elizabeth, but she couldn't. She could never be angry with her for long. Evelyn knew Elizabeth for as long as she knew Will and she was always so kind and sweet to her. That's what frustrated her even more, that she was kind and sweet. Oh, why can't she be a snobbish and spoiled aristocrat, Evelyn thought and wondered.

Before she could have thought anymore, Evelyn suddenly heard the start of the organ playing. She nearly jumped straight into the air; however, thankfully she didn't. She only jerked her head up and looked around herself. Nobody that was sitting close to Evelyn seemed to notice that she was recently daydreaming and not paying attention to what was happening. Everyone was busy staring back down the aisle and to the doors. They were watching and waiting intently for the flower girl to start walking down the aisle.

Evelyn turned to look as the little girl started walking down the aisle. She was about three or four years old. Evelyn realized that she looked very pretty. Her blonde hair was piled in a nice bun with little curls coming out. She had on a beautiful, fluffy, yellow dress with white stockings and white shoes. She held a basket full of flower petals in her left hand. With her right hand, she took some petals and threw it on the beautiful, long, burgundy carpet as she was making her way to the front of the chapel.

Then Evelyn turned her head to look towards the front of the chapel. Her eyes first caught sight of the priest and she studied him for a moment. She expected him to have a stern look on his face with wrinkles on his forehead and cheeks, all the while looking as if his face would decay at any moment from old age. Well, that's what most priests looked like, but this priest was different, Evelyn noticed.

Yes, he was old and he looked old, but he had a content look on his face. It was almost as if he was smiling and that surprised Evelyn. How come he looks so happy? Surely it's not because of the wedding. Maybe he and his wife finally had sexual relations last night and he couldn't wait to tell the whole world about it, she thought and almost laughed out loud thinking that, but she was able to control herself, thank goodness!

The priest had short gray hair and he was holding the Bible in his hands, in front of his chest. He had on a long black robe and a white-collar band around his neck. He was waiting very patiently for the bride to finally make her way down the aisle to the groom so that he could finally speak the words that everyone was, patiently or impatiently, waiting to hear. Then Evelyn's gaze settled upon her dearest love, William Turner; once Evelyn had settled her eyes on him that was enough to stop all time even for all eternity.

Evelyn suddenly felt like she wanted to stop breathing all together. She felt like she wanted to just get up from her seat, run down the aisle towards him, and kiss him full on his lips. But she stopped herself because she knew she couldn't do that; not now on his wedding day, not in front of the whole town of Port Royal, and not ever! At that last thought she became sad and she felt like she wanted to cry right then and there, but somehow she didn't. 'He looks so handsome and beautiful,' Evelyn thought as she stared at him. It seemed like she could never stop staring at him. She felt like she could stare at him forever and that will still never be enough for her.

Will stood proud and tall; his dark-brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail at the nap of his neck. His chocolate-brown eyes were filled with love and desire. As Evelyn looked into his eyes, she started to melt and her heart started to pound rapidly. However, she realized that that look of love and desire was not meant for her; it was meant for another. Evelyn continued to stare at Will. She scrutinized every single detail of him and took it all in. She only hoped that Will wouldn't turn to look at her and catch her staring at him so intently. Even though she was seated in the fourth row; Will could still catch her eye.

Will's arms were folded across his chest and he was looking straight ahead towards the back doors. He was waiting patiently for Elizabeth to appear with her father, Governor Swann, so that they could start walking down the aisle. Will stood straight with his legs and feet only slightly apart for balance to keep from falling backwards. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a black bow tie. He had on a nice camisole white shirt, that Evelyn could see slightly, and nicely black polished shoes.

Now after having scrutinized Will so intently, Evelyn really wanted to stop breathing and to just die altogether. There was only one word that she could think of that would best describe how Will looked and that was: Beautiful! She just couldn't get enough of him. She completely wanted to melt and turn into a pile of fertilizer. At the very sight of him she wanted to do that. She just wanted to die at the wonderful essence that was Will, but of course she couldn't and didn't.

Evelyn finally came to her senses that she had stared for far too long, but before she could completely turn away her gaze, Will caught her eyes. She looked into his eyes and he looked into hers. Then he gave her: a heart-warming, magnificent, and beautiful smile; the smile that she fell in love with six years ago. Six years ago Evelyn was fourteen years old. She liked then loved William Turner. Now she was twenty and she was still madly and deeply in love with him and on his wedding day mind you!

Evelyn gave him her best, beautiful smile that she could muster, knowing that it will probably be the last time he would ever smile at her like that again. All the while she felt her heart breaking and felt that she wanted to cry again so she quickly broke the gaze between the two of them. She felt that his eyes were still upon her, looking at her. Evelyn felt how his eyes turned from a look of happiness to a look of concern, wondering what had happened to make her break the gaze so quickly.

However, Evelyn didn't turn back towards him for fear that she would lose herself in his eyes and he would see how much she truly loved him. Will could always look into a person's eyes and be able to look into that person's soul and know the truth, even hers. So with one look, he could break any walls and/or barriers that she had placed like they were scared lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

However, Evelyn didn't want him to look into her soul this time. It would just be too much for her to handle and she didn't think that her heart could bear anymore hurt or pain. She stared down the aisle and she could see that Governor Swann and Elizabeth Swann were waiting for the wedding march to begin. Evelyn felt Wills' gaze turning quickly from her to Elizabeth. And for some reason, now she wondered what had happened to the bridesmaids. This is what happens when I think about Will. I lose track of everything around me and don't pay attention, Evelyn sighed and thought to herself.

Evelyn loved the fact that she could lose track because of Will, but her heart started to break some more. Will wouldn't lose track because of her; he would lose track because of Elizabeth. She quickly stopped thinking about Will and Elizabeth. Her attention went back to the bridesmaids and to where they were standing at the front of the altar. There they were standing and holding the bouquet of flowers that each one of them had. Evelyn stopped for a while and just stared at how stunning they all looked.

They were dressed very elegantly and beautifully. Their hair were piled up and sleeked back into very large curls. All of them wore beautiful royal blue dresses that exposed their necks and shoulders and that flowed straight to the floor. They all had on white gloves that reached their elbows, they wore black high-heeled shoes, and they all wore diamond earrings and necklaces. Watching the bridesmaids, Evelyn felt slightly envious towards them. She wished that she were one of them that were wearing one of those dresses.

Well, I may not like Elizabeth, but she knows what dresses and colors her bridesmaids should wear. She has some wonderful fashion experience, Evelyn sighed and thought to herself. However, she stared down and looked to see how she compared to the bridesmaids. She came to the conclusion that, although the bridesmaids looked stunning, she looked pretty enchanting herself. Evelyn admitted that sometimes she really didn't like the way she looked or dressed, but that did not stop her from being who she really was as a person. It also did not stop her from being a human being on the inside and on the outside. She had chocolate-brown hair with a few natural golden streaks. It was nicely sleeked back and swept up high upon her head while at the same time making a few curls fall down to frame her face.

Evelyn had big, deep hazel-brown eyes and long, almost curly eyelashes. She wore pearl earrings and a pearl necklace that her mother gave to her on her sixteenth birthday. It was Evelyn's great-grandmothers' pearls and it had been passed on from her to her daughter until it finally came to Evelyn.

Evelyn's great-grandmother, Caroline Taylor, received them from her husband, Matthew Taylor, on their wedding night. They were a token of his undying love and devotion to her. He never stopped loving her, not even when she died of pneumonia one winter's day after almost thirty years of being married to each other. He never married again and when he died, he was buried right beside her. Their love story was told to their children to their children until her mother told it to Evelyn. Evelyn felt so happy and lucky to have such a priceless heirloom handed down to her from her mother and coming all the way from her great-grandmother, Caroline. Evelyn loved her story and never got tired of hearing it. She only hoped that she could have a man that would love her; the way Matthew loved Caroline.

Evelyn thought that it would be Will, but it looked like that was never going to happen and her heart sank because of that. She tried to block the sadness that was creeping inside of her and she thought back to how she looked like, all dressed up for Elizabeth's wedding. Evelyn wore a wonderful, beautiful, shimmering, long lavender dress. It was cut a little low, exposing her neck and shoulders. It was almost like the bridesmaids dresses, but it was a different style. She wore short, white gloves, she had a matching lavender purse to go with her dress, and she wore beautiful, white high-heeled shoes.

Well, I look very beautiful and magnificently; and why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't I compliment myself? I deserve to be complimented just like any other young and respectable lady in this chapel and in this town; the town of Port Royal, Evelyn thought to herself, after she looked at what she wore and how she faired. She then was jerked out of her train of thought by the first notes of the wedding march and by the man at the organ who started to play the song. She quickly stood up, as Governor Swann and Elizabeth Swann were getting ready to make their way down the aisle.

Author's Note: Uh-oh; evil cliffhanger, eh? Well, sorry but that's all you'll all get until next time. Read and review. Let me know what you guys think. I would really love and highly appreciate your comments, concerns, suggestions, questions, statements, and constructive criticisms. I love you all. Until next time; later, everyone.