Unwanted Attention

Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while I have been working on my other story Artemis in the Caribbean, but I got a random craving to upload this one quickly before my day starts so, here it is, please review! Also one more note, I will be re-writing chapter one.

Chapter Two: Money, Feelings, and Regrets

The heavy sound of the voices of drunken pirates, and wenches giggling echoed throughout the tavern. Her voice kept rambling and he knew what she was talking about, and he knew that he should have been listening. Should have wanted to be listening. Yet all he could think about was the one man who had ruined his life for the better, and how he was slowly ruining his own. The man who he had once classified as an acquaintance, was selling his body to keep himself on is feet and it would not go unnoticed forever.

Will lifted a shaking hand that was wrapped around the rusted mug, and slowly took a sip of the burning alcohol. He closed his eyes as the bubbles of the rum popped in his mouth, and sizzled down his thought. He could hear Elizabeth' words, her excitement noticeably edged in his voice, yet his brain could not process it. Would not process anything except for Jack. Why would Jack do something like this? Surely there where other ways to make money, after all he is a pirate. Will's thoughts seemed so rational, as they flowed through his brain, until he kept drinking the liquid in his hands and soon his thoughts made no sense anymore and traveled from subject to subject, he was doubting himself for ever being worried about Jack. He should be worried about his beautiful wife talking right here in front of him, and the pain that giving birth to his child would cause her. Yet he couldn't. One man would not leave his head.

Jack.

The liquid that was once in the mug was now gone and it was slammed onto the table by his hand, more forcefully then he had intended. He was so used to hearing the noise of Elizabeth's angelic voice talking continuously in his head that it wasn't until he looked at her that he noticed she wasn't talking anymore.

She could tell that something a troubling him, and apart of her thought that he was scared. Scared to have this baby with her. Perhaps she had gotten too exited with her thoughts and it had driven him into complete insanity. She was trying to hold back her tears, yet there was nothing she could do. It was her that was having this baby, and her that had put all the pressure on Will to be there for her and support them both with his own two hands.

She opened her mouth to speak and closed it again, she had absolutely no idea what to say, the image of Will' blank face staring at her would be bounded in her soul for years to come. She knew that he was looking at her, yet not quite there. Therefore she gathered up the courage to speak, he had to tell her what was aching his soul because she couldn't bear the thought that she had done something to upset him.

"Will, is everything okay?" She asked, her voice shaking with sadness at the plausible answers that he could have said. "You know you can tell me anything Will, if the pressure of raising a family is getting the best of you I would like to discuss this matter further. Will please give me an answer." She begged with tears now streaming down her cheeks.

Will jumped, almost as if he had just woken up from a comma. He looked at Elizabeth and saw her crying. "Elizabeth, my dear, what is wrong?" He asked, his voice dripping with concern.

"You just seem less exited then I am that's all, and I wanted to be sure that this is what you want. Us. The baby, a family, is that where your heart truly lies? Because Will if it is destined to be somewhere else you know that my love for you will never change, it will always follow you on whatever path you may choose."

Will could not believe her words, he had done nothing wrong, at least he thought he didn't. Yet hearing Elizabeth crying before him, actually doubting the fact that he wanted to be with her made him ask questions to himself in his head.

"Elizabeth, how could for one second you ever believe that I didn't want to be with you? I love you, and I will love our child and that is the path I wish to take." He reassured her, taking her hands lovingly over the table with his own.

"Oh, Will." She breathed and lean over to kiss him, and Will would have returned the kiss if he hadn't noticed a certain Captain coming in the view behind them. Elizabeth noticed his eyes avert and turned around in her chair to follow them.

Jack had never once done anything like this in his life. Well technically speaking he had done things like this before in his life, many times since the age of fourteen but never had he ever left the bed richer then before. It was always stuck between the two choices of leaving with less money or no changes in the bank whatsoever. He had just finished putting on the final touches of his attire, he slipped on his hat and pulled on his boots as Anne was now long gone. He had concluded that sex was far different when it was the girl begging for you, instead of the other way around.

Yet it wasn't the fact that Jack had done this that puzzled him the most, what was etching his brain and not willing to escape was the fact that it felt wrong. He felt used, and betrayed yet he had never seen this girl before in his life. There was a feeling in his stomach that wanted to make him throw up, and he had never had that feeling before after having intercourse with a woman, ever. He usually left the room feeling satisfied, with a pinch of regret knowing that he had spent his money foolishly like that. Yet he felt as though it was character building. Jack was known for being a ladies man, growing up that's always what he had wanted to be. He could see it in his mind now, the picture that he had created so young and had died to live up to:

Captain Jack Edward Sparrow

Occupation: Most fearsome pirate in the Spanish Main

Specialties: Ladies man

Hobbies: Drinking rum, late partying, sailing the oceans and finding lost treasures.

Ha had put Anne's money in the side of his sash and he swayed down stairs feeling disgusted with himself, for a reason that he had yet to discover. He felt uncomfortable walking by himself, almost as if he was on display and every time he had caught a girl looking at him he wouldn't give his usual smirk, he would grin sheepishly and then scurry off faster then before. Once I get out of here everything will be better, these memories will be forgotten, I'll find the crew, we'll go back to the sea and I won't have to deal with this anymore. Although his thoughts got interrupted when he had finally made it downstairs the tavern section of the building he had noticed Will and Elizabeth staring at him quite fiercely, with both different expressions that where hard to read.

Will almost looked guilty, but Jack couldn't see a reason why he would ever be, if anything he should be the one feeling guilty for all the trouble he's put him through. But Jack was always good at covering his emotions, until today that is. He wished that it were only a temporary feeling. And as for Elizabeth she glared at him will a state of confusion and anger, now that sounded more like what Jack should receive.

Pretending not to notice their gazes, he strutted over to their table and sat down beside Elizabeth.

Will looked at Jack's handsome face as he sat down beside his wife with an expression of concern. He knew that Jack could tell that something was up, but if only he could feel the emotions that Jack must be feeling he could talk about this with him. But that was impossible and Jack was in fact a hard man to predict.

"Jack," said Will, and immediately regretted himself for saying such, as he had not planned out his word afterwards. Therefore it just made it looks as though he was saying his name because he likes the way it rolled of his tongue, Jack. Will laughed at the thought; which caused strange looks to be given towards him.

"Is there something you have to say Will?" Asked Elizabeth, Jack wanted to say the same thing yet for some reason he didn't feel like talking right now; he didn't feel like doing anything right now.

"It's a private matter, perhaps I'll discuss it later. Sorry for intruding." Said Will formally before standing up to leave. Elizabeth looked at his departure wilth a puzzled glance before decided that it would be best to follow. She got out of he seat, and as she noticed the motionless Jack she grabbed his shoulder to beckon him to come with them. Yet his reaction to her touch was different then she thought it would be. He jumped, and squirmed his shoulder uncomfortably so that her hand would come off.

Jack didn't know why his body reacted this way, yet he knew that he didn't want anyone to touch him, not after what had happened tonight.

"Jack, are you feeling alright?" Elizabeth asked, noticeably concerned.

Jack nodded in a quick response and then motioned his hands for him and Elizabeth to continue walking after Will.

Okay, so not much happened in this chapter, but you do know how Jack feels and how Will is trying to cope with what he thinks is Jack's new profession. As you can probably tell this chapter was more descriptive and better written then the first one, so I just wanted to let you know that I will be re doing the first chapter with the same form of writing that this one has, okay? Please review:)

-Natalie