A Pirate's Love doesn't last long

by KathyLovettLestrange

She's a novice in a convent in Seville, Spain. He's a pirate. But what if said pirate suddenly appears in the convent and the novice falls in love with him? A fanfiction about the past of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow and Angelica. How they met and what happened then. POV: Angelica. Pairing: Jack/Angelica

10. Stories of Jack

I began to realize that I didn't want the life in the convent. What I really wanted was just to be free. I wanted to see more of the world than the garden of the convent. I wanted to see the sunrise and the sunset. I wanted to feel the wind on my face and the rain.

Jack smiled. "Great. Let's go to the next village. We could stay there. Then we go to a port, I think the next one is in Cádiz."

We walked side by side. I wanted to know more about his life. For sure there was enough he could tell me. "So... you're a Captain?", I asked. "Otherwise I wouldn't be Captain Jack Sparrow, aye?"

"And you have a ship?" "Yes...", he said evasively. "Well, it's my ship, but the first mate couldn't accept it. So he started a mutiny, left me back and I had to watch as this bastard sailed away with the Black Pearl." He seemed annoyed and looked at his pistol.

"He left you back? Where?" "On a little island. With a pistol and one shot." "A pistol and one shot?" "The Pirate Code, love. Every pirate who gets exposed, gets a pistol with one shot. To kill himself" "But you're still alive." "As true as I stand here in front of you, love. And I still have the shot." "Didn't you shoot the man yesterday?" "I did, but I had another pistol."

There was something, I wanted to know. "Would you have shoot him, if you had no other pistol?" "Yes."

"Tell me more about your life", I asked him. "I think I should show you Tortuga. Every pirate should have been there. The only place where the rum is never gone!", he told. "The perfect place if you want to beat up somebody or if you need a crew!"

I realized soon that Jack loved his ship, rum and Tortuga.

I didn't notice that we left Seville while Jack was telling me about the life of a pirate. "You need better clothes", he said suddenly. Yes. My white nightdress was tattered and dirty.

"And you have to learn how to use a sword, savvy? Otherwise you won't be able to defend yourself when somebody attacks you. Believe me... this life has also horrible sides."

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