"The shop is this way. I went here to get my wedding dress. It's great place. They have almost anything you could think of." Elizabeth directed Sarah and Amy down a street towards the center of town. The three were all walking side by side with Amy in the middle to make sure she didn't run away.
"Great! Isn't this going to be fun Amy? We're going to get your wedding dress. And this time you'll actually get a nice dress unlike mine. You're going to have the perfect dress."
"He he. Yes. Lots of fun," Amy said sarcastically. 'Shoot me. Just shoot me now.'
Elizabeth pointed the two down the correct path to the market area of the town. Both girls kept a close eye on Amy during the walk knowing that she would try to escape. She mostly stayed quiet and listened to Elizabeth and Sarah talk about planning everything. Amy was very annoyed about her two friends deciding everything without her consent, but knew this was neither the time nor the place to do something about it. The Royal Navy is around and she didn't want to get arrested for attempting to kill the governor's daughter.
"Here we are. Amy you'll love this place. They have a huge selection of beautiful dresses. I'm sure you'll find a dress that you will like here. If not, I know of a few other places."
"Wonderful." Elizabeth opened the door to the store and Amy and Sarah walked in. Amy immediately took a look around as soon as she was inside to see what she was up against. The room was fairly large with a couple of chairs to sit down in a corner. Displayed all around the room were wedding dresses. Many had big, full skirts and poofy sleeves with lots of detailing beading on them…the exact kind of dress she wanted to avoid. But the store did have a nice selection. Since there were so many to choose from, hopefully she would find a dress here and not have to go anywhere else. But having a huge selection just meant there were more dresses for her two best friends to force her to try on.
"This place is wonderful! You'll defiantly find something here you'll like. Too bad I didn't come here for my wedding. I would have loved to have this selection. You're so lucky Amy." Sarah didn't even look over at Amy once. Her mind was else where busy wishing that she could get married again and wear one of these dresses.
"If you say so. And stop daydreaming about having one of these dresses! You're married! You're not going to be needing a dress soon, so get over it!" Amy snapped back at her.
"Alright! I was only looking. There's nothing wrong with looking. No need to yell at me." Amy took a deep breath in hopes of calming down and turned her attention to Elizabeth and Sarah.
"Ok listen. I am not; I repeat am not going to try on any more than 15 dresses. I'll let both of you choose no more than six dresses each for me to try on." Both girls opened their mouths to ask something but Amy silenced them. "Yes I know that only adds up to 12. The last three are for me. There's bound to be at least a few dresses I like here. Savvy?" Elizabeth and Sarah nodded.
"Good. Now here's what I want in a dress. Something simple, yet elegant. Nothing too extravagant. I don't want a full skirt or- WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? DID YOU EVEN LISTEN TO ME?" Elizabeth and Sarah had already gone off in different directions searching for a dress.
"Of course not. They don't care what I think. This is what I'm going to have to put up with for the next few weeks. I envy Jack right now. He doesn't have to put up with this. Now I have nothing to do. Guess I'll sit down for a while." Amy walked over to the two chairs in the corner and sat down. She moved one chair closer to her to rest her feet on it.
"Wish I had a book."
Amy rested in her chairs as her two best friends were running around the store. Every few minutes, one of them would bring a dress by to ask her opinion on it. Of course she hated almost everyone and she told them that, but if they really liked the dress themselves they would ignore her and put it in a pile for her to try on. Figuring that is was going to be a while, Amy leaned her head back and closed her eyes.
"Amy. Amy. Amy." Elizabeth was quietly calling her name to wake her
up.
"That's not going to work. Let me try." Elizabeth stepped out of the way and allowed Sarah to stand in her spot. "Amy, since you fell asleep we already bought your dress. It's very pretty and comes with a corset. You'll love it. We already brought it back to the house. Oh, and Jack drank all the rum." Amy shot up immediately with her eyes half open and sat up in her chair.
"What? What about rum? Did you say something about buying my dress?"
"See? You just have to know what to say," Sarah whispered to Elizabeth. "We had to say something to wake you up. The rum is fine and we haven't bought your dress yet. We have some ready for you to try on. The dressing room is ready."
"It is?" She said meekly.
"Yes it is. There are twelve dresses waiting for you to try on. There's also a woman to help you with the dresses. So get up and start trying them on!" Amy yawned and felt her arm be yanked by both her friends. They made her stand on her feet and stumble forward a few steps.
"All right, all right. I'll go try the bloody dresses on. When I come out in them there is to be no pointing, laughing, teasing, smirking, insulting, adjusting, or whispering. Got it?"
"Can we still breath or are we not allowed to do that?" Sarah asked sarcastically.
"Ha ha. Very funny. I let you two pick 12 dresses for me. You better cooperate or else I'm not going to try on anything. So I suggest you pull those two chairs over here for you to sit down in. I have a feeling this is going to take a while." The two girls did what they were told and Amy walked towards the dressing area.
A pile of dresses was lying on top of a chair next to the changing screen. Amy started to inspect the dress on top when somebody tapped her shoulder. She spun around being startle and saw a short blonde woman standing behind her.
"Hello, I'm Katie. I'll be helping you today."
"What? Oh yes. I was just looking at the dresses."
"Of course. I have a shift for you to change into before you try on anything. After you have that on, you can start trying on the dresses."
"Just what I've been waiting for." Katie instructed Amy to go behind the screen and put on the shift. Behind the screen was a chair with a shift neatly folded on top of the seat. She slipped her dress off and changed into the shift.
"I'm ready. Let's just get this over with," she mumbled to herself. Katie came around the corner carrying very carefully a white wedding dress with a huge skirt and long sleeves that were poofy at the top. The dress was beautiful…but despised it from the second she walked in.
"It's um…very beautiful."
"Let's get you laced up miss." Amy smiled slightly. Katie carefully helped Amy into the dress and laced it up in the back. "There we go."
Amy turned to see herself in the mirror and her eyes widened at what she saw. The skirt was huge and made her body look smaller than it already is. The sleeves were tight around her arms until you got to her shoulders where the fabric was puffed up and was itching her arms hysterically. The dress looked nice, but she looked like a princess instead of a pirate.
"Amy do you have the first dress on yet?" Elizabeth called from the other side.
"Yes I do. I'm coming out right now." She picked up what she could of the skirt and Katie picked the small train in the back.
"Sorry the skirt is so big miss. It's meant to be worn with more petticoats. One you have those on, it'll be a lot easier to walk," Katie explained.
'I'm ever going to buy this dress. If I don't find a dress today, Jack and me are eloping. I can't take another day of this.' Amy stepped out from behind the screen to allow Sarah and Elizabeth to see. She let the skirt fall onto the floor and Katie let go of the train.
"Amy, that dress looks gorgeous on you," Elizabeth admiring the dress.
"It's beautiful. You look like a princess," Sarah agreed. Amy secretly growled at her for saying that but luckily no one heard her
"This reminds me of the dress I wore. Only mind had a much longer train. What you think of it?" She had to be careful of what she said. She didn't want to hurt her feelings.
"Ah…it's a beautiful dress, but I just don't think it's right for me. It doesn't feel like it's 'the one'." Elizabeth studied the dress a while longer and finally nodded.
"Very well. Go try on the next dress. I'm anxious to see what it looks like." She picked the skirt up again and walked back behind the screen. Amy sighed in relief once Elizabeth and Sarah could see her anymore. She didn't hurt their feelings. After letting go of the skirt, she looked up and stared at herself in the mirror. This dress defiantly didn't suit her. But Elizabeth and Sarah would never admit it. They would only give compliments because it's what they wanted. She needed someone else's opinion.
"Katie, what do you think of this dress?"
"What?"
"You do you think? I need someone's opinion that doesn't what a princess gown for me."
"It's really not my place to say."
"No, I want your opinion. I don't care what you say." Katie stood behind Amy and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
"Well, the dress is beautiful on you…but it's not right. It looks as if you're trying on someone else's dress. It's not made for you. And I can tell you're unhappy in it. If I were you I wouldn't get that dress and buy something much simpler. It seems that is what you would like more." Amy turned towards Katie and smiled.
"Thank you! Thank you so much for saying that! That is exactly how I feel! My friends don't understand that! They keep thinking that it's their wedding and pick out dresses that they want! I'm so happy someone finally understands where I'm coming from! You're my new best friend." Katie laughed.
"I see it all the time when mothers come in here with their daughters. Just be lucky you only have your two friends. At least you can talk back to them and go against their wishes. The other girls can't."
"Yes, that's true. But at least I have someone who will give me an honest opinion. I hate this dress! It's not me at all! I have a feeling the rest of the dresses are like that too."
"Most likely. Well knowing how much you hate that dress, I suspect you want to get out of it."
"Of course!"
"Turn around." Amy turned around and let Katie unlace the back for her dress to slip out of it. Once she was out of it, Katie carefully picked it up and put it away. "Let's see what the next dress looks like shall we?"
Katie took the top dress off of the pile and held it up. Both girls noticed that the dress looked almost exactly the same as the first one, but had slightly longer train.
"Oh dear. It appears that there's a tear on the back. I'm afraid you can't try this on." Amy looked at her puzzled for a moment but eventually caught on and smirked.
"Well if there's a tear, it would be a very bad idea to try it on. Does the next one have a tear in it too?" Katie looked over the next dress and shook her head.
"No this one doesn't have a tear. Sorry, but you'll have to try that one on."
"Damn."
Ten wedding dresses later, Amy finally had the last dress on and walked out from behind the screen to show it to her friends sitting in the chairs.
"The dress is beautiful. It looks great." Sarah chose this dress. Who ever compliments first is the one that picked it out. Amy figured that out after the third dress.
"I love it on you. Are you going to get this one?" Elizabeth asked curiously, even though this one looked exactly like all the other ones and she said no to those so it was obvious that she wasn't going to get this one.
"I don't think so. It's not very comfortable."
"Fine. Well go back and change. We'll be sitting out here," Sarah said somewhat coldly. Amy smiled at them and ran as fast as she could behind the screen, which was really only a fast pace walk in that dress.
"Finally! No more dresses!"
"You know your friends are just going to drag you to another store," Katie reminded her.
"Oh no. The torture has only just begun. Now I just get to move on to a new place with more dresses. This is just great." Katie instructed for her to turn around and started to unlace her dress.
"You won't have to go if you find a dress you like." Katie finished unlacing the dress and helped Amy step out of it.
"I highly doubt there'll be any dresses I like here. Most of them are like the dresses I tried on and I hated all of those. If I have to, I'll just wear my regular clothes. It doesn't bother me any."
"But it's your wedding day! You shouldn't wear just regular clothes. You deserve to wear something nice." Amy sat down in the chair and rested her elbows on her legs and used her hands to hold up her head.
"I'm just not going to find anything that I like. In fact, the only reason I'm looking for a dress is because it's a favor to my friends. If I had it my way, I wouldn't be here right now."
"You still shouldn't be allowed to wear just a plain dress. It's just not right." Katie stood there in deep thought for a moment until she suddenly grew a smile on her face. "We might have something you will like."
"I've seen all the dresses here. Unless you have one hidden somewhere, I'm not going to like it."
"I just remember we have this dress that hasn't been brought out into the store yet. I think you might like it. Just take a look at it. You don't have to try it on if you don't want to."
"Fine. As long as I don't have to try it on, I'll take a look at it. It'll just delay me from more hours of torment." Katie signaled for her to stay here as she went off to get another dress. As Amy waited, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to try to take another nap.
"Sorry to disturb your nap Miss, but I have the dress." Amy moaned as she sat up in her chair and opened her eyes. When her eyes noticed the dress, she gasped at what she saw. The dress was nothing like the others. There was no full skirt, no poofy sleeves, no long train, nothing the other dresses had. If anything it just looked like a formal outfit than a wedding dress. The fabric was plain white satin with no extra patterns like many of the others did. The sleeves were off the shoulder and got wider at the wrist so the bottom of the sleeves were draping down some. Along the rim at the top there was a design with leaves detailed by beads that meet in the center where a flower was. The flower was outlined in small pearls with one larger pearl in the center. The dress was simple, but fancier than everyday dresses. It wasn't too extravagant, over the top, didn't look like a princess gown. It was exactly what she was looking for.
"It's…beautiful. This is what I want!"
"It's simpler than the other dresses you tried on. I'm glad you like because otherwise I would probably have a hard time selling it since everyone wants one of those 'princess gowns' as you call them."
"It's perfect! I love it!"
"I'll help you try it on." Amy eagerly jumped out of the chair and grabbed the dress. It was much to step into than the other dresses since there wasn't a huge skirt. After lacing up the back, she quickly turned to the mirror to see herself. She looked like herself. Not a princess, not looking like she's trying on someone else's dress, but a soon-to-be pirate's wife. Dressed very nicely of course.
"This looks like you."
"I love this dress. I need this dress."
"I think this is the dress for you."
"How'd you know I would like it?"
"Miss, it's my job to know."
"Thank you so much. Without you I might have had to go through a whole
day of trying on dresses."
"Anytime miss. Don't you want to see what you're friends think?"
"Oh! Yes of course!" Amy picked up the front of the dress and walked as fast as she out from behind the screen to where her friends were. "What do you think?"
"Amy you look absolutely gorgeous!" Elizabeth got up from her chair to look at the dress closely. Sarah followed behind.
"It's stunning on you! How come we didn't see it before?"
"Katie had it in a back room. She hadn't brought it out into the store yet." Amy pointed over to Katie and motioned for her to come closer.
"I must say you have excellent taste," Elizabeth complimented her as she was still looking over the dress.
"Thank you Miss. It's my job to know what people like. This dress just seemed to suit her better than all the others."
"Well, I have to admit it does." Sarah confessed. "So are you going to get this dress?"
"Of course I am! I love this dress! I couldn't find anything better!"
"Wonderful. You just stay right here while I get a box to put that in and then you can pay for it." Katie walked away from the three of them in search of a box. Sarah and Elizabeth continued to look over the dress when they noticed the smile on Amy's face was gone.
"Amy what's wrong? Aren't you happy?" Sarah asked in concern.
"Yes I am. It's just…I'm not sure I have enough money to buy this." Elizabeth and Sarah shared a knowing look and smiled back at Amy. "What? Did you plan something behind my back?"
"You don't have to worry about paying for it…" Elizabeth began.
"…because we're going to buy it for you," Sarah finished. Amy gasped
and then began shaking her vigorously.
"Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. I can't let you buy my dress."
"Elizabeth and I are going to split the cost."
"Consider it as a wedding present from us."
"No…I can't. It's my dress, so I should pay for it. I don't want any wedding presents."
"Amy, we have to get you something. Just let us buy you the dress. I promise you won't hear anything more out of us if we get you this dress," Sarah pleaded.
"No. I'm going to buy this dress myself."
"Amy, if you don't let us but this dress for you, we're going to take you to another shop where you'll try on more dresses until you find another one you like. Which I high doubt you will," Elizabeth said sternly. Amy shut her mouth for a minute and finally nodded in agreement.
"Fine. I'll let you buy my dress."
"Wonderful!" Elizabeth exclaimed.
"On one condition. All three of us split the price. You'll still be paying for the majority of the price, but I won't be feeling guilty. That's my final offer." Sarah and Elizabeth looked at each other and made a silent agreement.
"Alright. We'll all split the cost," Sarah admitted in defeat.
"Good." Katie came back carrying a large box under her arm and motioned that she would be waiting for Amy behind the screen.
"Would you like to go get a small bite to eat? It's almost lunch and I know this nice little café just down the street," Elizabeth offered.
"That sounds great. I could use some food right now. Let me change and then we can leave." Amy left her friends to change out of the dress.
"I'm free!" was the first thing she said when she was out of sight from Sarah and Elizabeth.
"Thank you!" Amy waved back to Katie as she stepped out the door to join her two friends. They had paid for the dress and decided to have the dress delivered at a later date so they wouldn't have the hassle of carrying it home. Elizabeth instructed the two girls to go down the street and the three of them started to walk.
"I'm so glad that's over," Amy sighed.
"I found it sort of fun actually. Didn't you Elizabeth?"
"I did actually." Amy looked and the two of them and rolled her eyes.
"Of course you did. You just sat there and watched," she mumbled to
herself.
"What did you say?" Elizabeth asked.
"Nothing." Elizabeth ignored her answered and continued to lead the three of them to the café. Amy studied the town along their walk there. Remembering it from when she was younger and how much it had changed. Not much of it had changed really, but there were still a few things new to her. Elizabeth pointed out Will's blacksmith shop to her and Sarah during the way. That reminded Amy to ask Will about the wedding present for Jack later.
Sarah and Elizabeth were having another conversation about the wedding. This time talking about their weddings instead of hers. For once. Amy chose to completely stay out of it hoping that if they talked about it now it would be out of their system. She looked at the passing shops, trying to drown out the sounds of her two friends walking beside her, until she passed a dress shop. There in the window was a dress on display that caught Amy's eyes right away.
The dress was a teal-ish color, or ocean blue as she liked to call it. Along the bottom of the skirt was a dark blue trim that matched the trim at the top. The front of the bodice was the same dark blue that continued down the front of the dress and spread down into the skirt so it looked as if she was wearing blue petticoats under it. Seeing the dress made her stop walking in her steps and stare at it for a moment. What got her wasn't that it was a dress that she liked, which was odd enough, but it was very similar to the same one she had as a child. The one were her father said she looked like the walking sea.
"The walking sea," she whispered to herself so no others could hear. Sarah and Elizabeth noticed that Amy was no longer walking beside them and saw that she was staring at a dress. They quietly walked up behind her to take a look at the dress also.
"It's lovely. I thought you didn't like dresses," Elizabeth stated. Amy looked at both of them to acknowledge their presence and turned her attention back towards the dress.
"I usually don't. But this one…it's different." There was no need to bring up the history behind it. She didn't feel like speaking about it.
"Didn't you have one like that when you were younger?" Elizabeth asked curiously.
"Yes I did." Elizabeth smiled as if she understood what she was talking about.
"Do you want to go in and try it on? We have the time," Sarah offered. Amy thought about taking the offer but then thought against. She had enough trying on dresses to last her for a long time.
"No. I don't feel like trying on any more dresses. It's strange. I hate dresses. I never wear them unless I have to. But this one, I think I would wear."
"You know liking dresses isn't going to kill you. It's fine to want to wear them," Sarah said jokingly.
"I just don't wear dresses. Never liked them, never will. I much
prefer breaches and a shirt."
"But still, there's nothing wrong with you liking one. You can like them because you think they are pretty."
"Or other reasons," Elizabeth added on. Amy gave her a glance and Elizabeth gave her a knowing smile back. Amy took another look at the dress and then turned her attention back to her friends.
"Yes, well as much as I would like to stand here all day staring at a dress, I'm starting to grow hungry and I would like some food right now." Elizabeth and Sarah turned their attention away from the dress also and agreed to head on to the café. Amy gave the dress one last look before following her friends to get some food.
"Thank you." The waiter placed the cup of tea in front of Amy and then did the same to Sarah and Elizabeth. He excused himself and went on to other customers.
"So tell me about your night with Commodore Norrington. Elizabeth was telling me about it this morning. How was it?" Amy looked up to Sarah hoping she could be able to lie to her. But since Elizabeth already told her about it, there was very little chance. Of course she could still leave out a few details, such as Jack and the gravy stain on Norrington's coat.
"Well there was dancing and food. The food was excellent, especially the chicken. The Commodore and I danced a few times, and then I left. There's not much to tell."
"What do you think of him?" Amy took a sip of her tea and thought about it for a moment.
"Norrington is a fine man. He's definatly a gentleman. He is very dedicated to his job and takes great pride in what he does."
"But you didn't answer my question. What do you think of him?" Elizabeth also became very interested in her answer and waited for her to speak along with Sarah.
"While he is a fine man, but I personally am not very fond of him. I think he is way too into his job and needs to…broaden his horizons. Needs to expand his interests to other than the Royal Navy and pirate hunting. I won't be sad if I don't see him again."
"So you don't like him?"
"Not partially, no."
Elizabeth chuckled to herself and took a sip of her tea. "I didn't except you to like him. I thought there would be something wrong with you if you did. Will told me what you said last night. It's alright." Amy let out a sigh of relief and smiled back at her.
"Thank goodness. I knew Will wouldn't have a problem with me hating him, but I wasn't so sure about you."
"I'm perfectly alright with it. I know he's not the best person to be around with." Elizabeth took another sip of her tea and as the cup left her lips, a small smirk appeared on her face. "But Norrington thinks quite the opposite of you." Amy picked up her head and puzzled look at her.
"What do you mean?"
"After you left, he kept asking about you. He wanted me to make sure that you were well and feel better soon. Apparently he grew very found of you over the night. He even asked if he could see you again before you left, but I told him that it would be best for you to rest and recover. I haven't seen him take a liking to anyone so fast since me." Her eyes widened and her mouth gaped open while she was processing what Elizabeth just said. Eventually she got it through her mind and words came out of her mouth.
"So…you're saying that the Commodore has taken a liking to me as more than a friend?"
Elizabeth nodded. "Just be glad you don't live around here. I think eventually he might ask you to be his wife." Amy firmly placed her elbows on the table and covered her face with her hands.
"Great, just great. I spend a few hours with him and now he wants to court me. This is just so wonderful. If Jack finds out, he'll probably get mad and then start laughing at me. No wait, he'll just laugh at me. He would never let me live this down if he found out. You won't tell him will you?" She picked her head up out of her hands and gave Elizabeth a pleading look.
"Don't worry. I won't tell him." Amy gave her a thanking smile and then turned towards Sarah.
"What you expect me to not to tell him? This is really good blackmail on you."
"Sarah… If you tell him about Norrington, I'm going to tell Johnny about Tortuga." Sarah's eyes widened and then narrowed them at her.
"Fine. I won't tell."
"What happened in Tortuga?" Elizabeth asked off subject.
"Nothing," both of them said in unison. She looked at the two of them for a second before sipping her tea.
"Amy, I've been meaning to ask you this. How did you get back to our house? You didn't take Norrington's carriage and there's no way you could walk, so how did you leave?" Amy froze. How was she going to explain it? She couldn't tell her that Jack was there, she'd bite his head off when they got back to her house. She couldn't tell her the truth…well, the whole truth.
"When I went outside, I met this carriage driver named Mark. He offered to give me a ride home and I let him." She doesn't need to know that Jack was there.
"So he just happened to be right out front?"
"The couple he drove there was going to leave early. They hadn't shown up yet, so he took me back to your place while he was waiting." A little more lying couldn't hurt.
"Well that's good. I was afraid Jack helped you leave. You knows what might have happened if he came. Commodore Norrington might have seen him."
"Yes I know."
"Does Norrington have something against Jack?" Sarah interrupted.
"He hates all pirates really, but he hates Jack in particular," Elizabeth answered her question.
"Is he always getting into trouble with the Royal Navy?"
"Well since he's been here, I'm surprise he hasn't tried to been arrest yet. Normally he would have done something by now. He's actually acting quite tame. But out at sea, I have no clue." Both girls looked at Amy and waited an answer.
"Oh, um…we usually try to avoid navy ships, unless they fire us first. Otherwise we leave them alone. We mostly stick pillage and plundering merchant ships." Elizabeth and Sarah gave Amy disapproving looks and she shrugged back. "Pirates. It's what we do." They shook their heads and they all drank some of their tea.
"Is Jack always in trouble?" Sarah asked humorously.
"It seem like he always is. It's part of his reputation. Whenever we go into port, he always has to be careful since he's wanted in almost every port, except for one of course," Amy said in a giggling tone.
"Which one?" Elizabeth didn't catch on.
"Tortuga! Although even there I'm sure there are people who are after him." The three girls laughed to themselves trying not to receive stares from the people around them.
"And all this is coming from a man who is getting married," Sarah added on.
"I know. But it's one reason why I love him. Not the main reason, but a reason. Hell, I was surprised when I found that ring. I figured that he would never propose. I mean I never thought Jack would want to get married with his reputation and all."
"I did also. When I first met Jack, I thought he only cared about his ship. He talked about like it was an actual person. How it was his 'freedom' and his love. Would you think the only think the only things he cares about are his ship, rum, and…other things. He lives life to the fullest and never plays by the rules. He's his own man. He would be the last person you think would ever fall in love. And yet here he is, engaged to my best friend. Never thought I would see the day when he'd take a wife."
"Yes, I know," Amy agreed with Elizabeth. What she said got Amy thinking. Jack was his own man. He has his ship and his freedom. He never follows by the rules. What would happen if he had a wife? Wouldn't he feel tied down?
"And he has that reputation with the ladies. I've heard he's quite the lady's man. He would have to give that up for life. That's a big change from being bachelor of the year to a married man," Sarah added on.
Now that really got to Amy. Jack has always been a lady's man. Women are instantly attracted to him when they see him. Especially when they look into his eyes and he flashes his signature grin. They fall under his spell. The same one she fell under over a year ago. They was no way women would stop coming after Jack, she accepted that a long time ago. She hated the fact, but knew it was true. But would Jack be able to resist them?
Before he never had anyone waiting for him. He was free to do whatever he wanted. But now…he would be married. He'd be waking with the same person for the rest of his life. She knew he had reminded faithful since she moved onto the Pearl. But what about years? Years and years from now, would he still remain faithful then? She knew Jack loved her, but being only with her for the rest of his life? She's sure he could do it, but she still had a few doubts….
"Amy!" Both of her friends yelled at her in unison and broke her deep thought.
"Are you alright? You weren't thinking about what we said?" Elizabeth asked.
"Don't pay attention to what we said. Jack loves you and he would never leave you. We shouldn't have said what we did," Sarah tried to comfort her.
"Jack really cares about you. You can tell the way he acts around you. He's always looking at you or is always holding you. You never have to worry about Jack leaving." Amy smiled for her friends and acted like she was never thinking about Jack.
"I know Jack loves me. And I know he would never leave me. What you said doesn't bother me. I was just thinking about when the food was going to arrive." The two girls let out a chuckle and seemed relieved that she didn't care about what they said.
"Well the food should be here any minute now. Sometimes the service is a little slow," Elizabeth explained. Amy nodded and sipped the last of her tea. As she was placing her cup down on the plate, a person walked right by her and ran right into her shoulder. The impact made her jerk the cup and the majority of the tea feel onto her dress.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Elizabeth handed her a napkin and she started to blot the tea off her dress. Amy turned around to see who the jerk was and saw a person standing on the edge of the street. Something about this person seemed familiar to her. It was a woman no doubt, her choppy dark brown hair gave it away. On top of her head was a floppy hat, which hid her face from Amy's view. The interesting thing was she was wearing a man's shirt with dark brown pants and matching boots. She swore she had seen that person before, if only she could take a look at her face. As if on cue, the mysterious woman turned to the side so Amy had a clear view of her face. Rage built up inside her when she realized who it was. Anamaria.
"YOU!" Ana quickly turned around to see who yelled at her. Immediately her eyes went to the to the furious Amy sitting at a table with her friends.
"COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE WENCH!" Ana didn't waste a second to run as fast as she could away from the small café. Amy practically knocked over the table trying to get out of her seat. Not caring about anyone else around, she picked up her skirt and ran full force after her.
"Amy! Come back here!" Sarah cried out. "Who is she chasing after?"
"I thought it looked like Anamaria. But the reason why she's chasing her, I have no clue."
"We have to go after her before she does anything stupid!"
"You go after her. I'll pay for the food so all three of us don't get arrested. I'll catch up in a minute. Go!" Sarah quickly jumped out of her seat and followed the screaming sounds of Amy's voice. Elizabeth laid some money on the table and suddenly noticed all the strange glares she was receiving from the people around her.
"Um…sibling rivalry. You know how much sisters can hate each other." Everyone nodded and went back to their meal.
"COME BACK HERE! I'm not going to let you get away this easy!" Amy had chased Anamaria down the main street, through some alleyways, and now they were back on the main street again. The street was now out of the main part of town and was leading down towards the docks. Her legs were getting tired, but she didn't slow down a bit.
"Like ye would eve be able to catch me ya whore!" Amy growled and tried to quicken her pace. Nobody ever calls her a whore and gets away with it. Both of them continued to run down the dirt road towards the docks.
Just as they reached the docks, Ana made a sharp left turn in attempt to get Amy off her tail. She almost did, but she caught her turning at the last second and was able to follow her still. But she also had a trick up her sleeve. She spent a good part of her childhood down here and knew the area very well. Amy ran off the dirt path and onto another one that would lead her right to where Ana was heading.
Anamaria looked behind her. She hadn't heard any yelling for a while. That's because nobody was following her any more.
"Knew the little whore couldn't keep up." She stopped running and rested by a small beach area at the end of the docks. Her chaser appeared to be nowhere in sight and decided to take a much needed rest.
"For a bloody wench she has a lot of energy." Ana bent over catching her breathe and faced the ocean. It still seemed strange to her that she just disappeared all of the sudden.
Almost too sudden…
Her thoughts were interrupted when somebody from behind tackled her. Both her attacker and herself ended up falling into the water.
"I told you if I ever saw you again I wouldn't hesitate to beat you up!"
"You would never hurt me! You would probably have somebody do it for you!" Ana was able to get away from Amy's grasp and pushed her away. "You're too weak to do anything! That's why Jack had to protect you!"
"You should be grateful! I saved your bloody pathetic life!"
"You just made my life worse that day! You took over my life!"
"Your didn't deserve that life! Jack actually like me! He would never like a whore!"
"Tell that to every woman in Tortuga!"
"He didn't know me then! They didn't mean anything!"
"Then why did he sleep with me if he likes you so much?" Amy screamed and pushed Ana under water and held her down.
"Amy! What are you doing! Stop it!" Elizabeth and Sarah pulled Amy off of Ana and stood her up right.
"LET ME GO! I NEED MY REVENGE!" Amy tried to struggle out of her friends' grasps but they would not let go. Ana pushed herself out of the water coughing up some water that she swallowed.
"Amy this is not the place to get revenge! There are guards around! You might get arrested! Let it go!" Elizabeth tried to convince to stop struggling but she wasn't listening.
"LET ME GO!"
"If you don't stop you'll get arrested! And then you'll be sent to jail where the Commodore is! Your identity might become in danger!" With that statement said, Amy finally stopped struggling. Her head was bent down defeat and stood silent.
"Finally." Both girls let go of their friend and realized Ana was standing there watching them.
"Now, let's go back to the Turner's house and get you some new clothes." Amy noticed that her dress had a huge tea stain on it and was now soaked in seawater, along with the rest of her body. The dress was basically ruined.
"Alright. Let's leave now before I lose control again." Her hateful eyes met up with Ana's accomplished ones. Her face had a proud smug on it that made Amy want to walk right up to her and rip it off.
"Just be lucky my friends were here. One day your luck is going to run out. I hate you," She said threateningly as she turned to leave with her friends.
"I knew you could never do it. All you'll ever be is a whore who needs someone to defend her. You're weak." That Amy couldn't take. She spun around lighting fast and punched Anamaria square in the face. She fell back into the ocean from the blow and clutched her face. Running down her face was a trail of blood that was coming from her nose.
"I am not a whore." Amy walked away from the water and waited for her friends to come along. The girls walked up next to their friend and continued their way back to Elizabeth's house.
"Well, this has been a very interesting day," Sarah said to lighten the mood.
"Are you kidding? I got to punch Anamaria! Do you know how long I've been wanting to do that? I can't wait to tell Jack! It is the best day EVER!"
So sorry for the wait. Thanks for the reviews and keep sending them! And special thanks to Manga Girl Number 6 for editing this at moment's notice.
