Dear everyone,
I am so sorry I have not been writing forever. I love this story and I am going to publish a chapter a day. Chapter 7 is short, but i uploaded chapter six also, so for today i have done my best. please review and message, because that is truly the best. I have listened to the POTC soundtrack whilst writing all these chapters and I am currently watching POTC 1, but 4 is awesome.
Love y'all and Aleks is back and making pancakes. I can smell smoke :)
xx siena van h
Into the Horizon Chapter 7:
A loud splash was heard amongst the islands which stood out as if they were green gems in a vast ocean of blue. Jack, with all his effects had dived into the clear water, embracing his love. Angelica wore an oddly fond look on her beautiful face. He swam toward the Pearl, elegant and swift. Within a few seconds he had boarded his pride and stood magnificently at the helm of the Black Pearl. Down below, he could see a small longboat with a woman inside.
"Angelica, don't tell me I hav' to pluck ye out of the sea like a 'elpless maiden. Up on the deck ye pirate" he called, his deep voice echoing across the water.
Angelica shot him a scathing look and threw one of her throwing knives at his messy hair. It sliced off a piece of his bandana.
"No wonder Gibbs said it was frigh'ful luck to bring a woman on board aye?" Jack shot back. By this time Angelica had boarded the ship, adjusting her sword and her white see through blouse. She caught Jack looking and threateningly touched the hilt. Jack grabbed her hand and brought her against his chest. She looked up, with those eyes that could melt anyone. He smelt the sea, and woman and Angelica and he began to lean in. She was intoxicating. Dangerous, yes. Perfect, of course.
"Jack what is that?" Angelica frowned, tearing herself away from his fierce gaze. How he could make her feel as if she were running in an endless dance was a mystery to her. With anyone else, she was in control. With Sparrow, it was something else. She focused on his hand.
"Nothin' luv. A kiss migh' be able to fix it. Perhaps ye could stay longer and heal it all together?" he asked suggestively.
"Jack, it's a scar of a compass." Angelica spat out bewildered. Jack's eyes widened as he brought his hand closer, inspecting it.
"Aye" he growled.
"Dios mio, Sparrow, something you are not telling me?" she said angrily, her hands rising to push his away from caressing her body. She hated to admit it, but she was worried.
"It's 'is there' something you are not telling me." He interjected, correcting her mistake.
"Jack, you are lucky I ever bothered to speak English. And from what I remember, you never seemed to mind when I spoke Spanish while we slept together?" she said drawing nearer. Jack's eyes darkened, causing his onyx eyes to glimmer.
"Aye, an' ye called out me name in English, did ye not?" he slurred, pressing himself against her. She gave him a look with her large brown eyes and then rage bubbled over the surface.
"What is that on your hand Jack?" she asked again. Jack inwardly wished she would be swept off the boat with a wave.
"Tis nothin'" he began.
"You still don't trust me Sparrow" Angelica sauntered away from him, in that way that drove him crazy, all hips and soft curves. She placed some distance between them and turned, so that the wisps of her hair framed her face and Jack felt compelled to edge closer to her. She was truly a pirate woman. No woman had ever made feel Jack like this. Freedom, danger, adventure, beauty. Angelica was as the sea.
"After you killed my father, deserted me on an island, left me all those years ago, it seems I am the one who should not be trusting you!" she added angrily.
"If ye give me some rum, it will be easier to explain'" Jack managed to get out.
"Get it yourself Captain! I will be in the Captain's room when you decide to tell me!" she shouted, and stormed off.
"Oi! Tha' be my room" Jack frowned, beginning a tiresome search for rum.
