I Do Not Own Any of the Pirates of the Caribbean Movies
Tortuga had to be the wildest town I've ever been to. There were drunks running the streets making a ruckus. Outside a few buildings were women trying to entice men into their workplace. It made me sick. They reminded me of the slave ship. I stuck close to Jack. He cringed when he saw me beside him. Even if he didn't want me beside him I still kept to my debt. As we were walking this one lady saw Jack and came charging at him.
Jack held out his arms to her and cried merrily, "Sar—"
She slapped him across the face. I gaped.
"That's for cheating on me."
Before he could recover she slapped him again on the other cheek.
"And that's for leaving me."
After she left we started walking again.
"Who was that? She didn't seem to like you."
"A past fling."
"I suppose this happens often?"
"Indeed." Jack entered a tavern with me trailing behind. "Lexie—"
I corrected, "Luxora."
Jack threw his coat over my head and instructed, "Be a good little girl and take my coat and get me something to drink while I go have a talk with some friends."
"I'm fifteen. But yes sir."
As soon as he left I ordered a mug of rum. With his dark coat draped over my arm and an overflowing mug of rum in my other hand I searched my way through the packed place. I found Jack at a table in the corner of the dim room.
"So do we have a deal?" Jack asked to the three men at the table.
"What if you're cheating us?" One eyed him.
"How am I? Ah, Lu Lu thank you." Jack took the mug from my hand and took a swig before continuing.
"Luxora," I muttered.
He may have saved my life, but he sure seemed like a narcissist.
"You repair the Pearl, and I borrow your ship and plunder that Frenchie you mentioned."
"Monsieur Basile Roux du Marseille."
"What do you think? Deal?" Jack held out his hand to shake one man, who I assumed was the leader of the group.
The man watched Jack's hand before carefully agreeing. I looked to the mug sitting beside Jack and see it was almost empty. He already looked drunk. Jack stood up abruptly, looking very tipsy.
"Gentlemen," Jack held his mug up in a salute. "I bid you good night."
With that he took his coat from me and shuffled around the tavern and finally crashed into someone. That someone was an angry drunk and before my eyes Jack got into a fight. I got pushed around as people gathered to watch the spectacle. Soon I couldn't even see Jack anymore. I was trapped in the tavern. The first thing that came to thought was that I had to get back to the ship if I lost Jack. Jack would eventually go back to the ship.
I began pushing my way to the doors, soon making my pushes rougher in order to get out in a short amount of time. When I finally was out of the mob I breathed the cool night air. It was hot in the tavern. I took off running back to The Black Pearl.