Ok, just so you all know. In this chapter Jim is REALLY drunk so he is going to say some pretty bad stuff to Kari. Just a little warning. But nothing happens to make this an M rated chapter so don't worry. He just says stuff that he will regret later. (I will make sure of that!) : P Enjoy! And please don't be too harsh on me!

Dedication: This chappie is dedicated to Rebel of my Destiny, who is the ONLY one who responded to my angry author's note.

Chapter 10: Hurtful Words

Kari, hardly saw Jim for the rest of the night. But that was not much of a shocker to her; basically no one had seen him since the accident with Mr. Arrow. Silver was the only one who had even spoken a word to Jim that night.

When Kari asked about what Silver had said to Jim, Silver only responded with a slight shrug, meaning he was not going to tell her. Kari also knew by the look in his mechanical eye that he did not want her to question him further.

But unfortunately for Kari, when she tried to get away without any of the pirates noticing, they began to order her to bring out some of the ale that was in the ships scullery. Kari was not very eager to obey them at all. She had always been repulsed by the revolting alcohol, but she had to obey her orders and had to spend the next 5 hours serving alcohol to the crew.

When Silver though began to realize that Kari would be in danger around the drunken crew, he sent her away to get some sleep. Kari was grateful to be relieved of her duties in the mess hall. But she was most certainly not going to be sleeping anytime soon.

Instead Kari went ahead on her own search for Jim, although it did not take very long to find him. As soon as Silver let her leave, Kari raced up the stairs and looked around on deck.

Kari looked around the deck and saw Jim mopping the deck silently.

He was swaying slightly and not saying a word, and his actions frightened Kari. What was wrong with him? She sighed and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Jim?" she whispered into his ear.

Jim did not reply but he let the mop he was using drop to the floor. He placed his shaking hands around hers and sighed once more into her face.

He was still swaying slightly as they held each other. And Kari noticed a very distant look in his eyes. Almost as his mind hadn't registered that she was there.

Kari then smelt something on his breath that brushed close to her face. It was a smell she had never smelt on the teenaged boy before. But she knew what smell it was, all to well. The smell of alcohol. And lots of it.

"Jim?" she said in a low voice, turning the boy's head so he was looking straight into her eyes. "Were you drinking?" she said this time her voice louder.

Jim pulled from her grasp with a grunt and looked away. "So? Why does it matter?" he said in a low voice sitting down on a nearby crate and taking out a bear bottle from inside his coat. He took a swing from it and burped. He then began to chug it silently, his body bulging with every sip. Kari immediately charged towards the boy and took it from his grasp angrily.

Jim grunted once more and hiccupped as he tried to get the beer bottle back from his girlfriend. "Give it back!" he said loudly wrestling her for it. And although he would usually be stronger then Kari, the alcohol had affected his muscles and he could hardly walk without swaying. So when fighting, he was not at his strongest point.

"Jim! I accepted this of the crew but not of you!" she said loudly, and she could feel her ears turn red with anger.

"Give it back you wench!" he yelled as he ran towards her once more, the ale obvious taking its toll on him.

Kari growled in anger at the insult and her eyes narrowed. She threw the large bottle off the edge of the ship and Jim immediately let go of her. He ran towards the edge of the ship just in enough time to see the bottle crash against the side of the ship.

He looked back at her, eyes filled with dismay. "Why is the rum gone!?" he said in a drunken tone of voice.

Kari rolled her eyes. "Why are you drinking Jim?! You aren't even allowed to drink yet!" she said in a very loud angry voice.

Jim shrugged his shoulders. "So?" he said walking towards her.

Kari rolled her eyes once more and tilted his head so he was looking towards her once more.

"How many have you had tonight?" she said in a deadly serious voice.

Jim shrugged once more and looked at her. "I don't know, maybe ten why?"

Kari let out an exasperated sigh. She clung on to his jacket. "WHY?!" she said yelling at him. "I should be asking you that! What are you planning on gaining tomorrow when you have a major hangover!" she suddenly pulled him into a hug, surprised even by her own actions.

But Jim did not return her desperate hug.

"Jim," she said in a pained filled voice, "Why are you doing this to yourself?" she whispered. "Why?"

Jim remained silent for a long time and Kari sighed, already knowing the answer. She buried her head deep into his shoulder.

She suddenly realized how Jim probably had gotten all the alcohol in the first place, and why. While she had been busy making the crew more drunk then ever thought possible, Jim had been slowly slipping into a growing depression. He probably had slipped down to the mess hall and had a few drinks. But Kari knew that a while after you start drinking, it is really hard to stop. He must have been one of the main reasons why they almost ran out of alcohol that night.

He still thought that the entire mess with Mr. Arrow was his fault. Kari almost let out a sigh of regret.

She so desperately wanted to tell him the truth that it was not his fault at all, that Scroop had done it, not him. But she also knew that trying to convince this to Jim when he was drunk was also not a good idea either. He wouldn't listen anyways and his mind probably wouldn't even register what she had been saying.

But still………..she knew she had to try.

"Jim," she whispered again. "Jim it's not your fault."

Jim let out a yell of frustration and pulled from her grasp.

"Don't you get it!" he yelled turning around and facing her. "I screwed up! I made everything wrong! All of this is my fault! If I hadn't been so quick to impress everybody, then maybe I would have noticed that his lifeline was loose!"

Kari bit her lip, and looked around all ways to make sure no one was watching her. There was no body on the deck, since all the crew was down in the mess hall.

She could tell him, now was her only change. He had a right to know after all, since it was his life at stake.

"Jim," she whispered once more. But Jim just turned away from her and leaned on the railing, burying his face in his hands.

"Don't you get it!?" he yelled turning around to face her. "I am tired of people saying it wasn't my fault when we know it all is!"

Kari sighed. "Listen Jim, I just hate to see you beat yourself up for this!" she said placing a hand on his shoulder.

But Jim shook off her hand as though it was poisonous.

"You don't UNDERSTAND!" he bellowed at her. Shaking his fists dangerously at his sides. And as he took a step towards her, she saw his entire body sway slightly as he walked.

Kari bit her lip and backed away from her advancing boyfriend. Jim snorted at her, scowling at her for her fear.

"I don't expect someone like you to understand anyways." He hissed turning away from her once more.

Kari's eyes filled with a fury that she had never felt before, or at least not for Jim.

"There is no need to understand your pity." She hissed angrily. "I don't need to understand your anger or fears because I know the truth. I KNOW who killed Mr. Arrow and it wasn't you!" she yelled balling her fists at her side.

Jim glared at her, his usually gentle blue eyes turning stone cold. "How could YOU know?" He waved an arm at her dangerously.

He was dangerously close now and his fist was raised slightly. Kari could immediately smell the alcohol on his breath once more and knew that it was taking affect on him again.

Kari took a quick intake of breath and sighed. She reached into the folds of her dress and took out a battered piece of rope that was cut at one end. It was what was left of Mr. Arrow's life line.

Jim's eyes widened and Kari held out the piece of rope to Jim. Jim took it numbly into his hands and he looked up at Kari with wondering eyes.

"It's Mr. Arrow's life line." Jim whispered, as he swayed slightly even as he stood. "It's been cut."

Kari sighed in annoyance, yet slightly glad he was able to notice that even in his drunken state. "That is what I have been trying to tell you for the last few minutes!"

"But who?" Jim asked turning away from Kari and looking out at the sky once more. "Who would purposely kill another human being?" Jim froze even as he said those words.

"Scroop," he said quietly. "Scroop did it didn't he?"

Kari bit her lip. She nodded slowly. "Yes," she whispered putting her arms around herself. "It was Scroop."

Jim's shocked look turned to anger once more. "You knew all this time and you never told anybody?!" he yelled turning back around at her and glaring ferociously at her.

Kari took a step back, mouth agape and eyes wide. "I-I-I….." she stuttered nervously, obviously not expecting him to get angry.

Jim growled angrily and took another step towards her. His eyes glaring into her own and almost bringing tears to the young girl's eyes.

He grabbed onto her arm to keep her from turning and running. And his eyes softened slightly as he saw a flicker of fear run through the girl's eyes. He loosened the grip on her hand and tried to calm himself.

"You are hiding something from me Kari." He whispered, shutting his eyes tight to keep himself from yelling once more. "I thought we said no more secrets remember. What is with this crew? What is it that you are not telling me?"

Kari let out a shaky breath and slowly took in another one. She let go of the breath once more and put her free hand on Jim's face.

"Jim," she whispered tilting his head so that he was facing her. Jim slowly opened her eyes and looked deeply into her tear filled ones. "Jim, they are pirates. All of them."

Jim's eyes grew wide and disbelieving. Kari could feel his skin going colder underneath her touch.

"No," he whispered letting go of her and letting his hand fall limp against his side. "No, it can't be."

"But it is." She whispered in return, trying to get a look at Jim's face. "They are all pirates, even……" she paused, biting back her tears. "Even Silver, Jim." She finished ever so slowly.

Jim remained silent and Kari saw his body beginning to shake. Kari walked towards him, trying to comfort her boyfriend.

"Jim," she said placing a hand on his shoulder. "Jim please say something." She pleaded.

Jim sighed and turned his face slightly towards her own. Kari could see that he had his teeth tightly clenched and his eyes were squeezed shut tight. It was obvious to Kari that he was trying to suppress his tears from flowing down his now pale cheeks. But it was not working. Jim let out a choked sob when he tried to open his mouth to reply. He raised up a hand and angrily whipped away his tears. Finally Jim spoke.

"No," he hissed through his still clenched teeth. "You………………are lying to me." He said. Obviously his drunken state was coming back to him once more. Would it never leave?

"No I am not." She said quietly with sympathy in her voice. "Jim they are pirates, all of them."

"NO!" Jim yelled ferociously. "YOUR LYING TO ME!" he swung around to meet her startled, wide eyed face.

"Jim listen to me!" she pleaded, clasping her hands together.

"NO KARI! YOU LISTEN TO ME!" he yelled grabbing her hand once more. "THE CREW IS NOT! I REPEAT, NOT PIRATES!"

"Yes they are Jim," she said in a quiet voice. "Trust me I know the truth!"

"Do you?" he said in a dangerously low voice. "And more importantly are you telling me the truth? If everyone on this ship except me, the captain, and Doc are pirates, then that means you are a pirate as well."

"No!" Kari pleaded for him to understand. "I am not a pirate Jim! I am a slave! I belong to a pirate; it doesn't mean I am one as well!"

"If you are not a pirate why didn't you tell us sooner!" he said yelling once more. "If you wanted your freedom so much you would have turned the so called pirates in long ago. I know you would if you truly want to be free as much as you say you want to."

"I was just so scared Jim." She whimpered, tears forming in her eyes once more. "I am afraid of what they will do to me. I thought you would understand that."

Jim snorted. "I understand alright." He said advancing towards her. And with ever step Jim took forward, Kari took two steps back. But sooner or later, Kari backed into the railing and she knew she had to stop and face her angry and drunk boyfriend.

"You are WEAK! All you ever have been is WEAK! If you are truly afraid of what these people will do to you, then why don't you bring the police over? Why? Because you are afraid! So go ahead and crawl into that hollow shell you call a body and go pity yourself over how unfortunate you are. But I won't pity you! Not anymore!" He bellowed at her, not caring if anyone was watching anymore.

Kari stared at him in shock for a second, her heart breaking in two. For many moments she forgot both that Jim was her boyfriend and the fact that he was drunk. She felt her tears flow down her cheeks and she looked up at Jim with disbelieving eyes. Why? Why would he do this to her? She thought he cared about her and now he goes and does this?

But as she rolled through her mind what Jim has just said to her, she realized one important thing. He did not understand her. He never would understand her.

What kind of a man goes and yells at a slave who for so many months he had treated as an equal? Was he just playing with her? Toying with a young girl's heart like so many others tried to do? She loved him! As much as she denied herself before, she realized she loved the man! And now he storms over here and breaks her heart. Kari was not going to stand for it. Not again.

"Don't you DARE yell at me James Pleiades Hawkins!!" she yelled, stepping closer towards him, her own fists clenched tightly. Her tears continued to soak her face, neck and clothes but she didn't care. She didn't even pay any attention to her tears any more. And she did not feel any regret in yelling at him, not caring if the pirates heard.

She had to let her anger out. As a slave, she was taught to control her own thoughts and emotions, and never disobey any human being who was above her.

But she knew now that Jim most definitely did not act like a human being, so he certainly didn't needed to be treated as one either.

"You have never had to go through what I had! You never had to endure all the pain that I had! You never had to be burned with a hot iron bar, or whipped with a nine tails whip! You didn't have to be rapped by every single pirate on this entire bloody ship just because they wanted to cause you pain." By now she had stopped yelling and her voice reduced itself to a whisper.

"And when all the torture was over with for the night Jim." She whispered putting her arms around her body. "You didn't have to go through the memories. The memories of both physical and mental pain the people of the world have caused you. Just because you were a slave."

As touching as this speech would have been to any other kind hearted soul right now, Jim was far too angry to pay to much notice, even to her tears. And far too drunk to allow his mind to register her words properly.

"You know why?" Jim said in a dangerously low voice, pushing his body closer to hers. "Because my parents, although not the richest people of them all, had enough money to keep us off the streets. So that way I would actually be able to live a life, a free life that you so desperately long for. So none of us had to sell our bodies like you did, you little whore!" he hissed into her ear.

Kari took a sharp intake of breath as she felt the same breath on her face as she had before, and she smelt the same smell. Alcohol. Jim was drunk.

She finally remembered that he was drunk; he had told her he had drunk 10 beers, but she knew he was lying. Jim was completely drunk and she finally remembered that.

And that almost stopped her from punching him. Just almost.

In an instant her fist contacted with the side of the teenager's pale face. Leaving a gigantic whelp where her fist made contact with his head.

"Don't you DARE talk about my family that way!" she yelled at him punching him off of her so he thudded against the floor. "At least my family loved me! I bet you are not even missed back home! Your mother is probably relishing the fact that her bastard son was gone for the next half a year."

In an instant Jim was on his feet again and he grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, pulling her tear soaked body up to his face. Ignoring the pain he felt on his head.

He slapped her on one cheek, then the other. He then through her on the ground and glared down at her.

"Don't you EVER talk about me that way again you filthy slave! A bitch like you does not know anything about me!" he bellowed at her.

Kari finally, broke down. She could not take this any more. She hated fighting with Jim. And the terrible things they were saying to each other just tore her heart apart.

She could not stop herself. She felt as though she could not breathe, she could not speak, but she could sure as heck hear Jim's hurtful words he had spoken all night ring in her ears.

And she could also feel the sting on her cheeks where his own hand had made contact with her sensitive skin, as well as the fire the blazed through her face as her tears soaked it.

Only then did she really allow Jim's words to sink into her skin and soul. He had called her a slave. For the first time since they had ever met each other. And the worst part was, Kari did not really understand why his words affected her that much. She thought back to what she had confessed to her self minutes before and closed her eyes to stop her tears.

She had told herself that she had loved him. But how could she love a man who would hurt her like this?

Kari did not move for a long time from her place on the floor. But finally she moved so she was in a bowing place in front of him once more. She kept her forehead touching the ground and her body was shaking from her sobs. Jim saw her pale, wet tears stroll down her cheeks silently and drip off of her chin and onto the floor.

Jim's eyes widened as he felt the alcohol he had been drinking slowly beginning to wear off. Usually it would have taken longer for the alcohol to wear off, but since he had just spent all of his anger out on Kari, he was quite spent and tired.

He felt his heart break into two as he saw what he did to her. He rolled over in his mind what he had just said. Had he really done that? He must have said something pretty bad if it was making Kari cry like that.

"Kari," he whispered his eyes now back to their normal size and his voice soft and gentle. "Kari. I didn't…………I mean I….."

"Do not apologize my young master." She whispered his old name she had once called him for the first few days on the ship.

Jim winced, that was a bad sign. She had dropped that name for a long time. She found no need to call him that since they were boyfriend and girlfriend. And Jim knew that know Kari would not want to be called his girlfriend anymore.

"I knew it was not in my place to say such horrible things." She said in a voice that was tinier then before. "I should not have acted so rashly. Please, I deserve a punishment like what you speak." She stood up on shaky legs, still in a bowing position. Her eyes never left the floor.

"Kari please!" he pleaded as she walked backwards away from him. "Kari I am sorry."

"Please, just leave me alone." She whimpered running down towards her sleeping quarters. Never once looking back at the boy.

"Kari wait!" Jim called running after her.

But even when in such great mental and physical pain like this, Kari was still much faster then Jim.

She made it towards the scullery door quicker then Jim did and locked it behind her. Jim did not know what to do as he heard her throw herself onto the scullery floor and cry her heart out. Her loud sobs could still be heard through the thin wooden door and that was all Jim heard as he sank into his hammock.

"What have I done?" he said to no one in particular, feeling his own tears brim underneath his eyelashes.

He tried to stop himself from crying, because he knew that crying was sometimes a form of weakness. That was what his dad had told him when he was little. Whenever he was hurt, his dad always had told him to suck it up and deal with the pain. He always told him that he had to be proud and never let his tears be shown. He always said tears were a sign of weakness.

But he knew that nothing could possibly make this situation worse then it already was.

So he allowed his tears to stroll down his own cheeks as he thought about what had just happened. He soon fainted from the large amount of alcohol he had drunk earlier, his eyes still drenched with his tears.

But if he had stayed awake longer, he would have heard Kari's moans, sobs and cries for the rest of the night. Not stopping until a few hours before dawn, when she finally fell asleep. But even in her dreams, Kari could not stop the pain. Not from the pain of her stinging cheeks which still felt like fire thanks to Jim's blow, but because of the mental pain.

She could not block out the memories of the man she loved torturing her in the worst way possible.

I feel sad now. Once more I have made this story very dramatic. I kinda shed a tear back there. I feel horrible for making Jim say all those bad things to Kari. But also, please remember the boy is drunk here. So go easy on me and my harsh scenes. Thanks for some of you reviewing. But I want more reviews. 5 more reviews before the next chapter, get used to it because I am going to be demand reviews more often now. Well, I love you guys still. Well goodbye till next time.

Signed,

Mya Ama