hello everyone! well its snowing so i've been stuck inside writing. i hope you all like this chapter.. and oh i'm going to be rewriting the ending to if you only knew, it ended to abruptly i think. it will be pretty much the same but a little more played out. also i'm going to go through and fix the mistakes and such.. i read meh own stories and the mistakes are botherin me.. so yea, i'll be doin that.. lol
Chapter 28
"It's happening again, isn't it?"
I leaned against the rail watching the three ships that were not so far behind us. My elbows rested on the rail my fingers entwined together in front of me. My hair blew in the breeze as I thought about different things. Why hadn't anyone attacked yet? Has anyone even noticed Sweet Revenge was on their tail? Many questions flowed though my mind as I tried to make sense of everything. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. There was no making sense of this, not until The Mistress and Dauntless were docked beside us. It would be at that very instant I would have to decide what to do with Sweet Revenge. I watched as the three ships continued to advance closer to us. I heard Jack's uneven footsteps approach behind me. He walked to the rail, standing beside me on the left. He leaned against the rail, his elbows now resting on the rail.
"Ye should prepare the men." I told Jack, not taking my eyes off of the choppy waters behind us.
"For what?" he questioned.
"For battle." I said, looking over to him.
"Battle?" he asked, laughing slightly. "Isn't it obvious they 'ave already been victorious? Why else would these three ships look as if they are traveling together?"
"I don't know, Jack." I sighed. "So what then yer not going to prepare the men just in case? Yer goin' to let these three ships approach us and we are not goin' to even bother to be ready in case we 'ave to fight?"
"I don't see a need to jump to conclusions." Jack said.
I looked back to the waters behind us. "Yer a foolish man, Jack." I said, standing straight up and removing my arms from the rail. "Ye may want to be caught off guard but I won't be. I'm going to prepare myself incase there is a battle."
"What is with ye and battles? Why does everything 'ave to be a fight to ye? Why can't ye just accept that sometimes there is no need to fight? No need to kill?" he asked, eyeing me as he came to stand up straight. His hands coming up in front of him as if he were coming to be defensive as he stared at me.
"Because Jack, that is the way life is. Nothing is easy, NOTHING. If ye think for one second I'm just goin' to sit back and just let what ever is about to happen, happen. Well yer sadly mistaken." I said as I turned to my left and began to walk away. I only took a few steps before Jack grabbed my right upper arm and pulled me back, forcing me to stand before him. I stood there for a brief moment as his chocolate brown eyes bore into my green eyes. "What?" I questioned.
"Nothin', never mind." Jack said, dropping his hand to his side. "Go do what ye 'ave to do."
I eyed Jack for a second before turning back to my left and headed toward our cabin. I opened the door and headed toward the dresser where I had left my weapons. I didn't like leaving my weapons out because of the very fact there was a small child roaming the ship. I kneeled down and opened the bottom drawer. I looked over the various weapons that had been stored in the drawer. From swords and knifes to guns. With a small sigh I pulled out my sword and a few daggers. I pulled on the leather belt and unbuckled it. When I had stored these weapons almost a month ago, I didn't think I would be bringing them out again. I was a fighter by nature. Ever since I was little, I had always fought. My father taught me to fight for the soul purpose of defending myself. I admit I have taken it to the extreme. When I attack a ship, I leave no survivors. I leave no one to come after me in the future to avenge their family or friend's death. My heart was cold, my mind focused. In my mind I knew I was taking this to an extreme, maybe I was worried about nothing. Still, I'd rather be safe than sorry. I had to protect my child with my life, one of the things of being a mother. I tied the leather belt around my waist, my sword now on my right hip. I tucked my pistol into my belt on my left hip, making sure it was easily accessible. I hid a few daggers within my bodice incase of an emergency. It only occurred to me that Jack was always so laid back, going with the flow. He didn't have an ounce of evil in his whole being. I knew of his stance on killing innocent people, even fellow pirates. I on the other hand was always searching for an answer to a question no one had asked. I prepared myself for the worst and never thought twice about running my sword through any man or woman for that matter. I heard the cabin door open, only to close quickly.
"Ye ready for something that may not happen at all?" I heard a male voice say as I heard his familiar uneven footsteps on the floorboards.
"Aye I am." I said, closing the dresser drawer, and coming to full height. I turned around and came face to face with Jack. "Want something?" I questioned, rather sarcastically. I knew he wanted something, why else would he come in here? I just didn't know what.
"No." he said simply as he looked at me. "It's 'appenin again, is it not?"
"What is?" I questioned, moving the pistol slightly.
"You're love for the battle, for killin' men." He said, looking me over.
"I don't know what yer getting at." I stated, stepping away from him, but not away from his gaze.
"Oh I think ye do, ye were always one to love a battle." He said still gazing at me through judgmental eyes.
"So? There's no harm in that. I'm a pirate Jack, what do expect of me? Take what I want and then let everyone go free?" I asked, waving my hands in the air.
"I do it all the time." He stated in a matter of factly sort of way.
"That's the difference between ye and I Jack, yer not a killer, I am." I said as I turned away from him.
"It doesn't 'ave to be that way." He said, walking over to me.
"But, it is. I can't change who and what I am. Just like ye can't change. This is all I've ever known. If yer saying I'm an evil pirate and yer a good pirate that's yer judgment." I said turning to face him. "We're from opposite sides Jack. I grew up knowing that ships are much easier to search when the crew is dead and to leave no survivors means ye will leave no enemies to come later for revenge."
I stalked out of the cabin slowly to check on Lydia, to warn her not to come on deck until I told her it was all right. I have to protect my own. It was true; Jack and I were from different sides. He didn't have it in his blood to kill a man. I did, the only thing I could say for certain, I am bounded by love to stay and try and make him happy but on the other hand I am driven by hate. Everyday when I wake I am driven to do what I have to do, no matter what the cost or consequence. The three ships would be next to us within the next half hour. The images of what may happen ran through my head. As I woman my mind worked in all types of modes. To see every obstacle and every thing that may happen before it happened, that's just how my mind works.
