Angelica didn't like the scene before her eyes. Jack was having an arm wrestling match with a criminal whose wanted posters were all over Europe, and far beyond. 100,000 golden coins promised for his head, a man who was uncatchable, Fenlardos Sword Reviero.
She knew him as he was a friend of her father; he even made a proposal of marriage to her several times, she unquestionably rejected them.
He was a murder and thief who was dreaded in all parts of the world. He was tall and well-built with blue eyes and blonde hair. He wore a dark red shirt, black lever boots, which reached up to his knees, black pants and a black vest. As always, he was fully armed and dangerous.
Without thinking again Angelica rushed towards the pair. Jack had the upper hand and was winning.
She was stopped by a firm grip so she couldn't disturb the match. Both men looked up at her, still forcing each other's arms down.
Fenlardos seeing his old flame managed to earn the upper hand in the match, and was driving Jacks arm down. He loved to show off in front of Angelica.
Inch by inch, Jack was closer and closer to losing. Finally, his hand reached the table and he lost.
Fenlardo looked at the man holding Angelica. Instantly, she was released.
Jack tried to look unbothered about the fact he lost. "Your request due to my defeat? – a deal is a deal," he said, his words smudged by his drunken state.
Fenlardo made a gesturing nod, "Is she with you?" he asked dryly.
Jack followed his gaze with a frown – Angelica. Why would he ask? He would not give his Angelica to that man's taking, if that was what he wanted.
"Why would that matter?" Jack asked protectively.
Fenlardos whacked the table with a fist making Jack flinch.
"To cut a long story short, I will be joining your crew like it, or not. That's what I want." He ignored Jacks question and leaving no room for him to argue, gave Angelica a dirty look, "See you." He mouthed and left.
Angelica sat down next to Jack and thumped his knee, making him give a shout of pretended pain.
Well done Jack," She said ironically.
Jack tried to excuse himself. "Think of it on the bright side, love. He is the most feared pirate at this instant, he will keep rivals away."
"He is also the most wanted man," she emphasized, "He will attract the navy, along with other bounty hunters - not to mention he kills for fun!"
"True," Jack shrugged and took a mouthful of rum. Angelica snatched it from him, and threw it across the room.
"That's enough!" She said sharply. "You're already in trouble."
"There is no such thing as enough, when it comes to rum," he reached his hand for more rum, but Angelica slapped it. "You seem to always have problems," Jack commented rubbing his hand.
"Look who's talking, you have just got involved with a man who could become your death sentence…. "
Angelica was about to continue with a few 'nice' words to his address. However, Gibbs entered and Jack rose to greet him; he wanted to escape Angelicas lecture that he knew was about to come.
Jack spread his arms with a smirk, "Gibbs! You just saved me from agony; the cruellest forms of persecution from this lovely damsel here," Jack pointed to Angelica, and put an arm around Gibbs' shoulders.
Jack half asked, but more like ordered in a whisper, so Angelica couldn't hear. "Don't you dare leave me alone with her."
Poor Gibbs was stuck in the middle of this. "I only came to find you to say that the crew is full, and prepared to sail," he tried to change the topic and get out of there. Jack observed that straight away. "The heading is also sorted out."
Jack had a plan appear in his head; he would trick Fenlardos and set sail tonight without him. "That's really good because we are leaving right away." He clapped his hands together and gestured for Angelica to stand up. "Didn't you hear, love, we're leaving."
"I'm not deaf," she stood up slowly, but was soon guided by Jack to quicken her pace.
Gibbs has gone in front of them, and soon disappeared not wanting to be in Jacks and Angelicas way. He was always the odd one out if they had a fight. Besides, Gibbs wanted Jack to realise that Angelica meant a lot to him.
Angelica was worn out and couldn't almost jog anymore. She stopped Jack to catch her breath; clinging to his arm. "What's the hurry?"
"We can't afford to meet that Reviero – he could be anywhere, and if he finds out about our little runner then… it would be not good," he told her the most obvious.
Angelica took a deep breath, "I'm sure it won't hurt if we could rest for a minute or so."
Jack looked at her drained face. Feeling sorry for her, he dragged her to the nearest bench. "Sentase," he said.
Placing herself on the bench she corrected him, "its sentarse."
"Could have at least thanked me for trying," Jack said sitting down next to her. "Learning a new language is hard."
Angelica looked at him, "I learnt English – you taught me. How about I teach you some Spanish in return?"
Jack had his eyes closed and was leaning against the wall. He smiled not opening his eyes as he recalled being Angelicas English teacher when they were young. He taught her many other skills; all he knew himself…
It was a hot day in Seville and Jack 'ambushed' Angelica from the convent she lived in. She went with him willingly although, hesitantly.
He had taken her to the beach by horseback, and it has taken them a few hours to get there. Angelica as terrified as she was, gripped Jack so tightly that he nearly choked. But he didn't mind as long as she was close to him.
He was surprised he even convinced her to get on.
As the horse stopped, Angelica let out a gasp of amazement considering she never saw the sea before. Jack got off first, and then helped her get off by holding her around the waist. Ignoring Jack completely, she pushed past him to get a better view of the sea.
"That's not very nice, love," he said gently.
Angelica turned to face him with a questioning frown. They had a language barrier between them and she didn't understand a word.
"Never mind," Jack shook his head and pointed towards the beach. "The sea -
Taking that as a hint, Angelica took Jacks hand with a wide smile and broke into a run. "Wooow, calm down love," he yelped not expecting her to be so enthusiastic.
Angelica kept running until they reached the sea – she stopped abruptly and looked at Jack expectantly. "What?"
Angelica took that word as it is and shook her head. She made a sad face that made Jack melt. "Are you ok? What's wrong?" Jack was trying to find out what was wrong with her, until he found himself being pushed into the salty water with Angelica laughing.
"Hahaha how funny, I believed you love and you – you're not getting away with this!" Jack jumped up and dragged Angelica into the water with him. She shrieked and got hold of him once more. She couldn't swim.
"Can't swim, dear?" Jack mocked and dragged her deeper as she shook her head violently, telling him to stop. "Jack, no por favor!"
Angelica tried to twist out of his hold until her feet couldn't reach the bottom anymore. That was when she stopped kicking and grabbed hold of his neck as tightly as she possibly could. She was never afraid so much in her life.
But on the other hand, Jack found that amusing. He took a deep breath ready to dive; Angelicas eyes widened as she shook her head. "One... two..." he counted. As he was about to say three, Angelica came up with a solution and captured his lips into a kiss – their first kiss they shared.
Jack was bewildered at first, but soon hugged her tightly to his body and deepened the kiss. Jack wanted this moment to last forever; in spite of that, they had to pull away for breath.
"I'll teach you," he whispered and softly tried to pull her away from him. Angelica only held on tighter, shaking her head again. "I won't let go of you, love"
Sensing she would not let go, Jack moved back to the shore. Angelica pulled him away harshly and stood behind the horse.
Jack moved to her slowly, "I scared you?"
"Si," she took a step back as he came closer.
"I won't do that again, I promise," Jack saw her shiver and reached out his hand. "Let's get you out of that wet dress?" He gestured on himself to show her what he meant.
Angelica rounded the horse cautiously and took his hand. Jack became aware of the fact that her thin, white dress became see-through and couldn't help but stare. Angelica hit him at the back of his head as she realised and moved behind the horse again.
Jack patted his dry coat on the horse. "Put that on," he said.
Angelica narrowed her eyes and made a circle with her finger, "girar."
Jack held up his hands and turned around, "OK, I'm not looking."
Once Angelica got changed, they just sat in silence enjoying the view. At a sudden thought Angelica looked at Jack and pointed to the sea. He frowned in confusion, so she wrote a question mark on the sand. "Oh, that's the sea, love. Sea."
"Sea," she repeated to herself and Jack said, "Aye."
Angelica spent the rest of the evening asking what things were called and Jack told her...
"Jack?" Angelica clicked her fingers in front of his face, "Hello..."
Jack got out of his trance of memories and looked at her. "Spanish? I'd love to know what you're yelling at me."
"So is that a yes?" She asked.
"Yes," Jack smirked and stood up, "come on."
Jack turned around from facing Angelica. When he did, he was greeted with a slap that sent his head to the side. "I'm not sure I deserved that," he groaned to himself, "Giselle."
"Jack Sparrow, how could you? We were supposed to get married and you sold me to the auctioneer in shipwreck cove," the blonde haired screamed and slapped him again. "You promised scarlet marriage too."
"I'm sure he does that to many of his women," Angelica commented angrily, glaring at Jack with pure hate.
"Angelica I can explain, love…"
Giselle went around Jack with narrowed eyes and hands on hips. "And who are you?" she demanded Angelica.
Angelica crossed her arms silently. That woman was making her fume baldy, and she found it tempting to not hurl herself on her. "That does not matter."
Giselle brought her hand up, ready to slap Angelica. She caught it roughly before it reached her face. "Slap me my dear and I'll get you back twice as hard. I don't think you'll fancy a black eye, considering your so called job. Women working in a brothel only disgrace themselves; they have no respect for themselves," Angelica growled through greeted teeth, squeezing Giselle's wrist tightly.
Giselle hauled her wrist away angrily, but decided against risking a black eye and stormed away. Angelica turned to Jack sharply.
"Love… I swear, I don't even know her," Jack lied.
Angelica made a face to show him she knew better, "I wonder how often you use brothel services."
Jack got unraveled, "Love, I – wait, how do you know she's from a brothel?" He asked accusingly, "You've been in one?"
Yes, she has. But Jack would not believe her is she said that it was essential to catch a man. She pretended to work there and seduced the right man she needed. Then Angelica tied him up and the brothel was long forgotten.
"No. I just know a whore when I see one," she only partly lied.
Jack knew she was hiding something. But if he wanted to get out of his situation, he couldn't question her; he wanted that really badly. What if she worked there?
"Well, a man does have needs – you won't understand. Can we talk on the Pearl?"
Angelica gave Jack a death glare and tugged him towards the docks by his collar. She was anything but gentle, and didn't limit herself to trip him over once or twice on purpose.
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