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Norrington ordered his men ahead to search for Jack, and father immediately ushered Elizabeth and me home.
In the carriage ride home, Elizabeth turned to me, clearly taken aback by what Jack had done to me.
"Who does he think he is? And since when has he been granted the permission to order you about on a first name basis!" She raged on the entire time.
All I could do was murmur in agreement, but I wasn't paying attention to Lizzie, I was recalling the memory of how close I was in his presence. For some odd reason, my heart began to beat faster when he looked at me with those mischievous eyes of his.
They're a beautiful dark shade of brown that I find myself wanting to float in them forever. I felt the carriage slow to a stop. Elizabeth tugged at my arm and I allowed her to pull me towards our home and directly to our room, while a throng of maids followed us while preening and babbling over what to do.
When I finally reached the bed, I fell atop of it, suddenly exhausted. I never want to get up. What I do want is to get out of this bloody dress, for it's not doing me any good.
I heard Lizzie order to a maid to draw a bath for both of us.
"Gin, get up, we've got to get you out of that dress."
I slowly rose to my feet, and felt someone pull at my laces and slip the many layers of silk and undergarments that I wore. I was finally in my under dress, and I ordered the rest of them away, with a gesture of my hand.
"Gin, are you alright? I mean, you must be shocked over the events that have recently happened," Elizabeth asked with concern in her voice, while she led us both to the tub, full of steaming hot water. I find this conversation to be a bit tedious.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just exhausted is all, here let me help you get that off for you," I reached for her, and helped her slip off the wet under dress that got soaked when she fell into the water. After I slipped off mine, I stepped into the tub slowly, and sank in. I closed my eyes, and I felt Elizabeth sink in as well.
There is a long silence as we both are left with our own thoughts. All my mind could fixate on was Jack. His face, his body pressed against mine.
"What do you think Jack is like?" I asked to nobody in particular, drawing out his name. It was delicious to pronounce, and felt as though it was tasting forbidden fruit upon my lips.
I opened my eyes and peered at Elizabeth. A look of utter shock and disgust came across her face, "Don't tell me you fancy him? That's preposterous! He's despicable. And not to mention, he's certainly no gentleman."
I shrugged at her response, "I just thought he's an odd and intriguing man is all."
"Gin, he held a gun to your head, how could you find him intriguing?" She leaned across towards me, and gestured with her two fingers directed towards her temple as an imitation of a pistol.
I burst out laughing at her silliness and she smiled, glad to see that I haven't been traumatized for the rest of my life.
"I'm getting out, the water's getting cold, come on, I'll help you get dressed."
I allowed her to take my hand and guide me out of the tub and towards our bed. I peered at the door to make sure it was shut closed before entering the bedroom, for I'd die of humiliation if our butler were to walk in on me and Lizzie nude and bold as you please.
I turned towards my wardrobe and picked out the simplest dress, which wasn't so simple, but I can't help it that father loves to dote us with exquisite and delicate dresses. I observed the material in my hand and decided it was the most appropriate article of clothing I could find for tonight.
I slipped on an under dress and decided to just wear the dress on top without the corset, seeing as how Elizabeth turned out this afternoon.
"Lizzie, could you help with the laces and buttons in the back?" I turned towards her.
"And where on earth are you planning on going? I thought you claimed to be exhausted!" She strode over to me and finished dressing me.
"To William. It's already dark out, so that means, I ought to head out to see him," I pointed out. I turned around to examine myself in the mirror. I chose a black silk dress to help disguise me in the dark. It was very daring to wear such a thing, it showed the skin of my arms and chest because it was cut daringly low upon my bosom. My unruly curls were tangled, but you couldn't notice since it was piled up high atop my head.
"Alright, but don't be out too late," Elizabeth resigned to the fact that I won't be with her this evening.
I gave her a quick peck on her cheek, and slipped out for the night.
*
I entered the Blacksmith's shoppe, to find William frustrated and working determinedly on a sword that deemed to be already perfect.
"William?"
Will turned around and stopped what he was doing. The way he was looking at me told me he heard what had happened. He crossed the spaced between us and pulled up a wooden chair for me to sit upon.
"Gin, I heard what happened with Jack, are you alright?" He seemed to be completely immune to my dress.
I rolled my eyes and nodded. Will looked at me and said, "He came by here. Jack, he came here to break himself free of the cuffs, but then I came back before he could escape."
I gaped, and I knew it was completely unlady-like, but as he recounted how he fought with Jack all I could do was resist leaving my jaw from hanging open.
"-So then, Mr. Brown hit Jack atop the head with a glass bottle and he fell to the ground. Norrington and his men arrived moments later, and took Jack to the dungeons. He's been sentenced to the gallows."
I listened eagerly and drank in every word that Will offered me, and when he got to the part where Jack is meant to be sent to the gallows, I gasped.
"But, they can't! He saved my sister's life! He only threatened me because he was sentenced earlier, and needed to escape, so he used me." I explained trying to reason with Will.
But then there seemed to be a chill in there, as though a warning for an invasion. Something didn't seem right. Will seemed to have noticed this too. He got up upon his feet and traipsed to the window and opened it while peering out in attempt of spotting anything dodgy.
All of sudden, the ground shakes, and I whip around to see Will looking grim. A bomb blew nearby and the ground shaked again once more. We heard shrieks and cries of women and children from outside.
Will handed me a sword to defend myself with. I already knew how to fight; Will taught me, and we used to practice three hours every night. I rushed outside, only to come face to face to see horror everywhere.
People screaming their bloody lungs off, and buildings being torn apart by cannons. Pirates have come ashore, and are starting to attack other individuals.
I saw William throw a hammer at a pirates back, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Nice once," I commented above all the commotion, and started dueling with one, but I managed to throw him off long enough.
Oh no! What if the pirates are after the medallion? And since Elizabeth is wearing it, that might mean they're after her! I've got to make my way back to the house.
I started to slip past others and push my way through, but these blasted pirates keep picking up fights, but I slice through them. One runs towards me, and our swords clang together. I pointed out, "Watch out!!" And when he looked the other way, I sliced through him.
I rushed to join Will, seeing as he was challenged by two pirates, and they were ganging up on him. I shoved one out of the way, and he toppled over.
"Thank you!" He smiled gratefully at me. I nodded curtly, before I noticed something.
Will turned around to meet my gaze and saw none other than Elizabeth being dragged off by two, most stupidest looking pirates. No!
"Elizabeth!" I shriek. Will makes way for her, but then is challenged by a small pirate, that seemed to have lighted a grenade that was about to burst in front of him, but that grenade does no effect, William smirked.
But then William is hit on the head from behind and topples over clearly unconscious. I rush over to him and attempt to rouse him. I hear a cackling from behind me, and I also succumb to darkness.
