yah, i finally decided to write the sequel. heres the third chapter, let me know if its good or not.

Chapter 3

"Invitation"

On Hell's Mistress

I walked along the deck of my beloved ship, Hell's Mistress. The cool breeze in the night air felt refreshing after the sweltering heat of the day. I allowed my men a pass for the night. I was alone on my ship for the first time in the past few months. I closed my eyes for a few seconds; only the distant sounds of the town rang in my ears. I felt the slight rocking of the ship. I walked across the deck to the stairs that lead below. I walked below to fetch myself something to eat. I prepared a tray, which consisted of an apple, fresh bread, and warm chicken. I headed back to my cabin. I held the tray on my left hand, opening the cabin door with my right. I advanced to the small table and set the tray down. I picked up the apple and took a bite.

"Can I 'ave some?" I heard an all to familiar voice ask from behind me. My body immediately tensed, what the hell was he doing here? I set the apple back down, suddenly not feeling hungry at all.

"What are ye doin' 'ere?" I questioned, turning around to look at Jack who was casually lying on my bed.

"I could ask ye the same question. I heard ye were in town and decided to drop by." He said with a half smile. "I hope ye don't mind."

"Of course I mind. Yer here, ye saw, ye can now leave." I said, pointing to the door.

"Now tell me is that anyway to greet an old friend?" Jack asked.

"Ye mean an old nuisance?" I asked, dropping my arm to my side.

"That hurts." Jack said in a mock tone, placing his hands over this heart.

"What do ye want anyway?"

"I just want to talk wit ye."

"What ye want to have an actual conversation?" I asked

"Well, aye, I guess so."

"Okay."

We both went silent for a few minutes, not sure what to say. I looked around my cabin; making a note to self I should really spend some time cleaning my cabin later. I placed my hands together behind my back and rocked back and forth from my toes to my heels.

"Well then, 'ow the 'ell 'ave ye been?" Jack asked finally breaking the silence.

"Just fine." I said, sitting on the small tabletop, resting my feet on the chair.

"That's good.." Jack said, looking around as if he had something to say but had forgotten it before he could say it. "If it's any consolation, ye do look good."

"Thank you, because ye know its my mission in life to 'ave yer approval and all." I said, my words dripping with sarcasm as I looked at Jack with a distant smirk waiting to form on my lips.

"Right then, I take it yer still mad."

"Am I not supposed to be? I mean after all ye did leave me, with our child."

"If yer lookin' for an apology you're not going to receive one. I did what I 'ad to do." He said, standing from my bed.

"Good because I didn't ask for an apology." I said firmly. "I wouldn't want one anyway."

"Wow, since when do ye 'ave such a bitchy attitude?" Jack asked, eyeing me.

"Oh I don't know, I think it just started when ye got 'ere."

"Okay then. Well, I guess I'll get to the point of my little visit." He said

"Good." I said, rolling my eyes. "That will make me very happy."

"I will be hosting a dinner party of sorts tomorrow evening and I was wondering if ye would grace us wit yer presence." Jack said, with a hopeful smile. "It will be more for Lydia than for me." He added quickly.

"Okay, ye tell me I am a bitch and then invite me to a dinner party?" I asked almost shocked at his actions.

"Uh, aye, I guess so." He said.

"As much as I would love to crash yer little dinner party, I must decline." I said with a mock tone of politeness.

"It would mean a lot to Lydia, she knows yer in town, after all ye did bump into her. Didn't ye?"

I gave Jack a cold look; he was only using it as an excuse for me to show up at the stupid party.

"At least consider it." He said, with a quick smile that faded as soon as it had appeared.

"I'll consider it but I wont make a guarantee I'll show." I said, crossing my arms across my chest.

"All I ask, it's getting late, I better return home. I hope to see ye there." He said, making a quick approach for the door. "Oh and if ye do decide to grace us with your presence, be sure to dress up a little." He said looking me up and down. "I hope it's not to much of a request."

I rolled my eyes " I'll just show up in my shift, with curlers in my hair, and sandals on my feet."

"Well, that will definitely make ye the talk of the town for awhile." He said sarcastically with a smirk. "Good bye." He said, exiting my cabin.

I sighed and stared at the door to where he had been previously standing. I ran my fingers through my hair, contemplating if I should fulfill is request or not. On one hand I should go just to spite him, I don't think he is intending on me showing up. It would also give me the chance to catch up with Lydia before I leave. That is if she will even talk to me. On the other hand, I'm not much for listening to rich people talk of how much money they are making and how they are making it. I also didn't want to face Will or Elizabeth; I know they will be there. I also don't want to face this Valerie woman, who seems to have a thing for Jack. Maybe I'll go just to keep her away from him. I'll have to ponder this more, I'll decide later.