Jack and I had argued constantly for a week and a half. How annoying he was! We argued over the simplest of things like so…
"What do you want?" I hissed at Jack who entered the cabin.
"This 'appens to be my cabin so I could walk in any time I want." He snapped, scowling at me.
"So what if I was changing!" I yelled and walked to the opposite side of the room from where Jack stood.
"That 'appens to be your misfortune." He said plainly and sat down on a chair, propping his legs up on his desk, crossing his legs at his ankles.
"My misfortune?" I gasped and narrowed my eyes at him. "I suppose if I had a separate cabin we wouldn't have this problem, would we!"
"Well I'm afraid we don't have another cabin available." He said with sarcasm dripping in his voice.
"I'll sleep in the crew's sleeping quarters!" I shouted and yanked the cabin door open.
"'M 'fraid there's no more space in their quarters. All the 'ammocks are taken." He said and I spun around.
"I can't believe this! I'm stuck on your ship with your annoying presence! Why don't you just leave me alone!" I threw up my hands and sat down a chair.
"It's me cabin." He said and arose from his seat.
"I don't like you." I huffed and rubbed my face with my hands.
"Trust me. The feelings mutual for the both of us." He replied with a chuckle.
I stifled my chuckle. I wasn't supposed to laugh with him. I grumbled under my breath as he walked outside.
"You're just going to 'ave ta deal wiv' it." He called as the doors slammed shut.
"I hate you!" I yelled as he laughed. I followed him outside and he spun around to face me.
"Do something for me, luv, and I'd appreciate it very much. Be a good little g'rl and stop causin' trouble." He walked away to the helm.
I gasped before I took off after him. "I'm not a little girl! And if anything, you're the one causing trouble!" I retorted, standing in front of the wheel.
"Me?" he mocked and brought his hand to his chest. "I'd never!"
"Oh, I bet you're just cooking up troublesome plans in that crazy head of yours!" I huffed as he grinned.
"Oh very." He scanned my body up and down, pretending that I didn't notice but I did.
"We already went over that, MISTER Sparrow." I folded my arms across my chest, blocking his view.
"Over what?" he replied in his 'I-don't-know-what-you're-talking-about' voice.
"It is rude to stare at a woman's body without her permission! And I'm not a whore so I'd appreciate it if you'd stop ogling at me." I growled as Jack grinned wider.
"Whoever said that I needed permission? I gave permission to myself." He laughed and continued to ogle at me.
"Well first of all, you are not the woman nor are you her consent." I replied and put my hand under his chin, pushing his head up so he could meet my gaze. I didn't like his eyes wandering else where on my body.
"Besides, I wouldn't mind women ogling at me. I mean, look at me! I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." He said pompously, pointing at himself with both of his hands.
"You're arrogant. I'm not." I scoffed as he threw his arm over my shoulders, pulling me to his side.
"That's why we'd make a perfect match. Ever hear the saying, opposites attract?" he said, squeezing my shoulders with his hand. "So why don't ye and me 'it the sack, eh?"
"Ugh!" I threw his arm off me. "You're loathsome!" I ran down the stairs, bumping into Mr. Gibbs. "Sorry."
"Nah, it's alright, Miss Celine." He said. "I be thinkin' you've gotten into Cap'n Jack's head."
"Why?" I asked as he led me away to the bow of the ship.
"He's actin' quite strange. Never seen 'im like that b'fore." Mr. Gibbs explained and peeked out of the corner of his eyes to look at Jack. Mr. Gibbs lowered his voice and said,"'e's not drinkin' as much rum as 'e usually does."
I laughed at that thought. Jack without rum… Never would imagine that. Mr. Gibbs left me alone as I stared at the waves of the sea.
"Celine!" Jack waved from the helm, beckoning me forth. I walked across the deck to the helm and glowered at him.
"What is it you want?" I asked smoothly.
"Tell me 'ow you got those scars on your back." He said, smirking.
Curse his good memory… "And why is it any of your business?" I replied angrily.
"Because… it is." He threw a rope over the wheel and stepped towards me.
"That's no legitimate answer." I said, walking closer to him.
"Hm… Yes it is." He stopped walking when our bodies touched.
"No, it isn't." I responded indignantly.
"Yes it-," he argued but I cut him off.
"Stop it already!" I growled and gave a huge sigh. "If I tell you, would you shut it and never ask me anymore questions?"
"'M not sure 'bout the question part." He smirked mischievously and sneakily attempted to slip his arm around my waist. I swatted his hand away and he acted as if he was innocent.
"Fine. That's good enough." I muttered under my breath. "They're scars from when I was whipped by my step-father. Does that satisfy you?"
"Fair… enough." He whispered and stepped away from me.
"Good. Now, if you'd leave me alone-," I said but was interjected by Jack.
"So that's why you killed 'im. Makes perfect sense. Very… interesting." He said, sounding like he was thinking to himself.
I sneakily crept away from the helm and into the cabin without being noticed. I sauntered to the bed and lied down on it, falling into a deep slumber.
I woke up with Jack sleeping next to me. He was snoring softly and I grinned at his innocent and charming face. His face seemed so appealing and calm, hardly like the pirate he acted like when he was awake. I tried to fight the strong urge to kiss him but I gave up and kissed him on the cheek.
What the bloody hell? My stupid conscious wouldn't leave me alone! Kiss him? For goodness sake, I was mad! In both ways, mad as in crazy and mad as in angry. I slowly got off the bed, keeping quiet as possible.
Creak…The bed squeaked and I nibbled on my lower lip with apprehension. I held my breath and pushed off the bed a little more. I let go of my breath when I was off the bed. I took careful steps to the door, cautious to not wake Jack. I pushed open the door and sauntered outside, eying the night's sky. The moon glowed brightly, contrasting beautifully with the pitched black sky, stars complementing the sky also.
I strolled to the bow of the ship and lied down on the hard wood, staring up at the twinkling stars. No one was awake on the ship except me. The entire deck was empty, including the helm and the crow's nest… Well, the man up there was sleeping and was snoring quite uncontrollably.
I restrained a yawn and squinted at the shining moon. It seemed so far and cast away… So lonely by itself…
"What ye doin'?"
I practically jumped with fright but I glanced at Jack who lied down next to me. "Did I wake you?" I blushed, remembering that I kissed him. I hoped that he didn't feel it.
"Nah." He replied, propping himself up by his elbows.
"I'm just looking at the sky." I sighed and put my hands behind my head. "All the stars seem so lonely up there…" I yawned and tears filled my eyes. I was extremely tired yet I couldn't sleep. I felt as if something was missing… that bothered me to no point.
"Beautiful, ain't it?" he said, somewhat somberly. "Just like …" I didn't hear what he said at the end of the sentence for I was too tired.
"Yes…" I mumbled and closed my eyes. At least Jack and I weren't yelling at each other… "Tell me… Jack… a story."
"What kind of story?" he questioned and I gave a faint grin.
"Any kind." I opened my eyes and blinked a couple of times.
"Alright…" he said, stopping with a slight pause. "There once was a charming pirate and a pretty lass…"
My eyes closed involuntarily and I scooted closer to Jack. I felt his strong arm around me, holding me tightly. I smiled and inhaled his scent of rum and the sea. It was different than everything I smelled. He smelled… exotic. Yes, exotic was the word that described him… Flavorful and sweet yet tangy… I listened to his heartbeat as he continued on with the entertaining story. I couldn't hear it clearly though. Everything seemed to become a huge hazy mist as I gave way to the dark abyss of sleep.
A/N: Aww... Isn't that cute! :) Please leave a review? I love reading them!