Wedding Crashes
Crimmson headed back to the ship, a smile playing on her lips. Nothing could get her down. She had a guy who loved her, soon to be her husband, an adorable little brother and a small ship of her own that she and Charles could live on if they wanted. How could life get any better?
Alas James Hook, Captain of the Jolly Roger was already in a foul mood as it is; he was annoyed that Bes was taking longer than usual and his daughter had decided to run off at midnight with that scandalous man.
Said daughter was now boarding the Jolly Roger, pushing her long curls back from her face as she hummed softly to herself.
At this point James Hook had only just put Matthew to sleep.
Crimmson saw her father and grinned, "Hello, Father," she greeted cheerfully.
"Been with that Blaggard again?" he gave a slightly twisted sneer at the comment.
"If you mean with Charles, then yes," she said, completely unfazed by her father's sneer.
"Well don't come crying to me when you realize he's betrayed you for some filthy whore. Like your bloody mother did."
Crimmson stopped to look at Hook, "He's not going to do that."
"How do you know? Has he declared his love you?" he laughed slightly.
"Actually, he has," Crimmson said, locking her eyes on her father's. "He's asked me to marry him. And I've said yes."
"You what?" he said as he glared into her mother's eyes.
"Charles and I are going to wed." she said again.
"You marry him and I'll make sure you never see your brother again. And I will disown you! Just like I did to Elizabeth"
Crimmson looked at her father in shock, completely silent.
Hook moved towards his cabin window and gazed out to the cool dark glittering sea.
"Do you recall your "imaginary friend" when you were three? Little Lizzy?"
Crimmson sighed, "Father, she wasn't real," she said, rolling her eyes slightly, "You can't disown her. She just vanished when I grew up."
"Oh really? Well Little Lizzy wasn't just your imaginary friend. She was your sister. She was your old sister. She was thirteen when she left. She eloped with a man who was the same age as me. I never liked him because he was the man who destroyed your own mother's heart. I received word that Elizabeth had died after the marriage. She would be now the spitting image of you just slightly older."
Crimmson raised her eyebrows, "Oh come, Father," she said, "I think I would know if I had a sister. Besides, you aren't that cruel to disown you own daughter."
Hook turned his head slightly he then moved towards his desk and opened a draw to which contained a picture frame of him and Crimmson. He then passed the picture frame to Crimmson. "Take the picture out. You'll see another upon it. Elizabeth was the spitting image of you."
The girl raised her eyebrows before doing what she was told.
"Still have doubts?" he asked.
Crimmson was looking at the photo before looking up at Hook. She was a little more apprehensive at this side of her father she'd never seen before.
"One of the main reason I disowned her was because she became with child. With HIS child. I forced her to have an abortion; she was too young. She was a little whore...just like her mother." He then glanced at Crimmson. "Your mother."
"My mother was not a whore," she defended immediately, her temper starting to show. "It's not her fault she was attacked and raped. That was after you had gotten angry with her, if I remember correctly."
"Yes because she had an affair! I only found out a few days after our wedding!" growled Hook his temper starting to boil.
"She would have never done that," she snapped back. "You know she wouldn't have if you hadn't gone off with another one of your young whores."
"Roxanne was my first love Crimmson; she had gone to France and I had heard word she had supposedly died. I knew your mother and we ended up sleeping together. I did say nothing was going to bloom out of it regarding a relationship. I then found out Roxanne was alive and we were about to marry when Vale declared she pregnant with Elizabeth so for the sake of her social and financial status I married Vale. I actually thought I was starting to fall for her but I was wrong when I found her two days after our wedding in our bed with another man. She said it meant nothing and that she was drunk. She knew that I loved Roxanne and that she wanted me to love her. I explained that I loved her as a sister and only married her because I didn't want my children to suffer. Over the years, we may have appeared a loving couple. Your mother knew I stayed with her out of loyalty for her."
Crimmson rolled her eyes slightly in response. Hook grabbed Crimmson by the throat "Don't you dare give me that look young lady. If you marry that man I will disown you." Hook then let go off her ashamed of having nearly strangling her to death.
She fell back against the rail at the edge of the ship, her hand up to her throat as she tried to catch her breath and her voice. She was shocked that her father would treat her in such a way or grow so angry. Finally, she found her voice.
"Why should you hate that we want to marry so much?" she asked.
"Because Charles killed your sister I know it...I just have yet to prove it! I just don't want you to marry him to be killed off!"
"He would never do such a thing! Charles loves me and I love him." she said passionately.
"How do you know that Crimmson? You've barely known him a year...He's not to be trusted! All he ever wants is to fuck a cheap looking yet rich whore."
"He does not!" Crimmson argued, "Besides, I do not look like a whore. If I do, then it's because YOU raised me that way!"
"How would you know? You're only a child! You're exactly like your mother...no, you're worse than her. You're the slut the devil wishes to have. And if you remember, Crimmson I never raised you. It was your Uncle John and Aunt Jessibella. I had you for the first three years of your life and then left you because a child didn't deserve to live with me. I wanted you to have a better life."
"A lot of good that was, the crazy household that was."
Hook grabbed her hand and dragged her into his cabin "Stay right the hell there!" Hook grabbed a small bag out of his desk and tossed it to Crimmson
"Have it! That's all the treasures I own now! All my personal treasure. I'm sure your devil of a husband will be more than happy that his little whore has come into some form of money. Tell him he has what wants now! The death of Vale, the death of Elizabeth...the things I have loved most!" He then glared at Crimmson with so much anger you could begin to see the poison brewing in his eyes.
He ran at his daughter and forced her sit at the desk. He then grabbed her hair and used his small golden dagger to cut Crimmson hair to shoulder length.
"You're no longer my daughter since you believe you belong to that...demon!"
He then opened the door wide open to the main and threw her out of the cabin.
"Oh by the way Crimmson! You might as well have this! Keep it and only return it when you realize what is truth and what is lies!"
He threw the golden dagger at her feet.
"It was your mothers!" he then laughed and went back in and left the door slightly open. He began to sit at his desk and started banging his head against the desk until eventually his head started to bleed. It was happening again.
Meanwhile, his daughter had scrambled back. She could hear her father, but was too shaken to go into him. Instead, she turned on her heal and went into her cabin. When she came back out, she had a bag slung across her shoulder before sticking her hat on her head and leaving the Jolly Roger, with no plans on ever coming back.
Hook heard door slam...he ran after and grabbed her by wrist "I'm sorry... I do still love little jewel" with this he kissed her on the forehead and went back to him cabin.
Crimmson blinked in confusion as she slowly walked back towards her father's cabin.
Hook has resumed hitting his head against the desk "I'm so sorry Elizabeth...I'm sorry Crimmson...I'm sorry Vale" he said as he stopped and began crying into his own blood.
"Father?"
Hook glanced up for a second and then faced his face back down into the blood. "All I ever did in past was for you. For Elizabeth... For your Mother. My girls...My girls...My girls"
Crimmson moved to sit next to him, "Oh come Father," she said, "It will do no good with you sitting here."
" Crimmson, go to the chest at the end of my bed and pass me the leeches,"
His daughter did as she was told.
"Thank you.." he said as he glanced at her short black curls. "I've been a really a bastard towards you haven't I?"
She paused for a moment before nodding, "I was hoping that you'd be happy for me...," she said.
"I can't as long as you're with the man who murdered Elizabeth"
"How do you know Charles killed her?"
"I believed I saw it happen...I had been drinking all day because I was furious she'd married him. So I was stumbling around the forest and I'm so sure I saw him in his red attire strangling her...in her cream wedding gown because I was in shock and potted I passed out"
Crimmson looked at her father. "You were drunk, father," she said, "You can't believe that. Besides, Charles would never do that."
"I wish you'd stop staying on his side!" he spat with venom.
She looked at him, her eyes wide, "Well what do you expect?" she asked, "I'm going to marry him. I love him, Father. And I know him better than you do. You cannot attest to something that you aren't sure about, especially if it's something you saw while you were drunk. Besides, all you saw was a red coat. That could have been anyone."
Bes had returned from her journey and boarded the Jolly Roger. She advanced towards the Captain's cabin and entered "James you'll never believe this but..." Bes didn't continue talk as she witnessed father and daughter argue with one another.
Crimmson was glaring at her father, waiting for him to say something.
Bes walked past both of them to go check on Matthew still asleep.
"You've changed Crimmson ever since you've started dating the man."
Bes then looked at Crimmson and noticed how her long hair had been shortened.
"Crimmson...what happened to lovely long curls?"
Hook glared at Bes, Bes ignored it and then she heard Matthew begin to cry so she picked her son up "Oh Matthew Charles ... come on now mothers here." She coo-end over her son until her calmed down and gazed at her sister.
"Mimmson...love you!" giggled the little boy.
"At least one of us does Matthew." sneered Hook.
Crimmson glared at her Father. "Fine," she said shortly. "You don't like it, then I'll leave."
Bes then clicked on to what might be happening "Crimmson please don't leave. Your father... he doesn't mean...Matthew needs his sister. Matthew loves you. I although we may not get along all the time still love you. Please don't" begged Bes as she grabbed Crimmson with her free hand.
Crimmson shook her head firmly. "No, I'll stay in contact and if you ever want, Matthew can always come and visit. But I'm not going to stay where people," she glared at her Father, "don't accept my decisions."
Hook in a fit of outrage ran towards Bes and Matthew "You what my pet. In all honesty, I never loved you. In fact Crimmson you can take your brother and the slut with you."
Bes turned at him with shock and then he slapped Bes so she hit the wall with Matthew crying in her arms
"All of you leave me!" yelled Hook
Crimmson, oddly enough, moved over to help Bes. "Come on," she said, taking Matthew from her before grabbing her bag again and marching out of her Father's cabin.
"James?" Bes looked on at him confusion.
Hook ran to her and struck her again "I never loved you. The one woman I loved was Roxanne. You tart! The pair of you are, now leave god dammit!"
Crimmson walked over to the side of the ship. "Come on, Matthew," she said softly, "We're going to go see Charles and see what we're going to do next."
Bes stood up and walked towards the side of the ship.
"Papa?" cried Matthew in confusion
"Papa's in a bad mood right now," she said kindly, "We're going to give him some space." she said, dropping her bag into the rowboat.
