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YES HELLO IM ALIVE! I have been sooooooo busy with life and GoT and schooling! But I did vow that I'll never give up on this AND IM NOT BECAUSE I DO HAVE IDEAS! I just needed that lil bit of extra inspiration (thanks to the Yogurt_cup who I reunited with on Instagram ( Deppishly is my main one and hers is pirates_of_wonderland) who gave me that added push to write again! (I also found time as I finally finished all my work) so glad to see the reviews and new readers still while I was gone! Don't worry! There is much to come! And I'm always open to your ideas! :) hope you enjoy this chapter! The next few will hopefully be up on a week/every two week basis... Although I do have exams soon so... I hope I can work around them... :"( ANYWAY ENJOY WHOEVER STILL READS THIS :D

-Rum xxoo

-Chapter 35-

The thin covers shifted and the noise of cloth on cloth woke up her ears. Her eyes open at slits to the bent knee stood masked by sheets as sharp breaths rumbled from the being she lay on. She pushed her eyes open to feel the burn of the early morning light sting her dark pupils making her squint them shut again.

Moving her hand up to cover her eyes, the feeling of warm skin on hers became apparent. The cheek that lay on his breast almost pealed off as she lifted up to rub her eyes. She yawned placing her head back down resuming the position and shifting her eyes onto his knee. It began to lean on the side, only being supported by the sheets itself. That's when she remembered.

Angelica sighed digging her nose into his chest and lifting a hand to stray in the crease between his neck and chest. Her fingers drifted along the skin, tiptoeing over the countless scars painted with tattoos that stained his chest with a story.

Early was a matter of ones perception. For some early could be before sun rise, for others, it could be the middle of the day. It was up to ones interpretation of the meaning, so for Angelica, all she knew Elizabeth's early could be anything. She smiled placing her hand down on the opposite shoulder.

Angelica pulled herself up, aligning with her hand and settling her head under his chin. She warped her legs around his sides, her own knee poking out of the very low covers. A sigh escaped again as she touched her cold nose onto his neck, jolting him slightly awake. His body shifted as his brows crossed. Jack breathed in as his fingers gingerly touched her lower back. Her skin tingled in sunrise to his touch, she had forgotten she wasn't wearing much as well. His hand placed its self down onto her back, and his rough hands made the, slow journey up her back.

His jaw dropped suddenly and a tiring yawn roared in his throat, then all the air within his lungs flooded out. But then he relaxed, turning his chin to where he felt her cold nose. Jacks fingers felt the skin on her back, as if to be inspecting new territory with the up most of care. His other lay across his ribs, almost taunting her to hold.

He's chest slowly moved up and down as Angelica slinked her fingers across his chest to where the sheets lay. Grabbing hold of the stitched rim, she tugged it up over their bodies. She tucked it under her neck slipping her lips under the new found warmth of the sheet.

Angelica felt the cloth softly hug her body, outlining her curves and the hand that Jack used to cling to her side. Turning her eyes into the darkness where his neck met the pillow, the black kissed her eyes with such gentleness, and they began to close. She knew she needed to get up, they both needed to.

Five more minuets won't hurt...

Angelica's eyes ripped open and her breathing hitched, making her chest jump. The sound of knuckles on wood broke her light slumber. The knocking stopped, but then began up again this time slightly louder. She squinted her eyes rubbing them before quickly shooting up to meet the person knocking at her door.

Squinting from the light she shuffled off Jack as motionless as she could. Although jack was a heavy sleeper. So even if she jumped on the bed all he would do is roll over. Even though she was alone and Jack was asleep, Angelica threw a hand to her chest. Biting her lips she scoured the room for clothes.

An off creme shirt discarded on the floor caught her eye, she flicked the covers back over Jack and slipped the shirt on. It fell to her knees, it was obviously Jack. The visitor knocked again, she couldn't mess around. Her eyes scanned for pants until hers came into view, she tiptoed over and pulled them on as fast as she could. Tucking in the shirt a little as she made it to the door the knocking continued.

She pulled open the door to see Elizabeth's friendly face smiling back. She was fully dressed in her pirating attire with her sword and pistol strapped into her belt. Her hair was pinned up and her blouse tucked into her pants, with a few buttons undone revealing a slice of skin from the neck to the breast. Her orange tunic had been cut short to resemble a corset, fitting neatly and most importantly comfortably above her hips. Over her adventures she had slowly become more and more daring, she began to cut bits and pieces off her outfit, slowly incorporating it to fit her style. She held her hat under her arm and her boots matching each other's, like they always wanted.

"How were the docks this morning?". Angelica sighed with a smirk putting her weight onto the door. "Is the sea breeze in yet?". Elizabeth crossed her arms lifting her eyebrows.

Angelica scoffed about to answered with an apology as Elizabeth leaned in close. "So I guess Jack is lying stark nude on the bed right now hm?". She whispered as Angelica almost coughed up her lungs as Elizabeth tired to look over her shoulder. She blocked her view and flushed slightly. "No!". She darted her eyes around awkwardly as Elizabeths mouth dropped. "He is isn't he!". "NO!". Angelica laughed pushing her friend back. Elizabeth looked at her with a raised brow biting her lip mockingly.

"I guess I'll have to ask the sitter to change the sheets while we are away.". Elizabeth chuckled as Angelica grunted with a blushed smile while trying to pull a disgusted face. "You are disgusting." Elizabeth moved herself down the hallway to the living room. She hung onto the door sill that connected the hall to the room. "You're the one who made the mess, not me.". Angelica dropped her mouth unable to think of anything back. Elizabeth just laughed.

Things fell silent as they just stared glaring at each other, cheekiest woman she had ever met.

"I'll see you at the docks whore.". Angelica bolted for her but Elizabeth sped away before she could catch up. She smiled bright running her fingers through her hair watching her wave as she jumped out the front door. Like a true sister she was. The little sister who liked to test the bigger ones patience. So full of life and love, she'd kill whoever tried to dampened her spirits.

Angelica strolled back with a smile to the door she left swinging. Seizing the handle she lead herself back in. Jack sat on edge of the bed, pants on with his coat, waits coat and other effects beside him with her white shirt in his hands. As she shut the door behind her he looked up with a smile.

"Whore...". Jack smiled in amusement as she rolled her eyes. Angelica glided over snatching her shirt out of his hands and pushed his head back onto the bed. But before she could slip away he shot back up grabbing her at the hips trying to pull her back. Angelica felt her heart jerk. He was physically stronger and pulled her down onto the bed.

She dropped the shirt and laughed through jumbled please to stop, but he had her grabbed tight around the waist. He flipped her onto her back, leaning both hands flat near her head. Straddling her, he smiled down as she tried to hide hers. "I need my shirt back, if I am to let you have yours...". Jack lowered himself down shifting his hands to her sides, pulling out the tucked shirt. Their smiles almost brushed as he touched the skin underneath, his cool fingers playing with the skin, thumbs feeling over her raised hip bones.

She felt her heart thump in her cheeks and her hands ran along his sides, her eyes closing. Every breath felt as if she couldn't get enough air, and with every touch, she felt as if she couldn't make her heart beat louder.

So many memories of the years before, how innocent and naive she was when they first met. Mealy 18, and thought she knew what love was. She tried and did everything he desired. To please him and see him smile with lust filled love. All she wanted back then was to know he was happy, fulfilled in all desires, but she disregarded her own. He treated her well, respected, taught and loved, ever so briefly he used to claim, but he failed to see the old burning desire, to serve him in fear she might lose him. The lingering fear that she soon wouldn't be good enough loomed over her.

What others said: 'Just another one'. It all instilled the thought. For years she considered love, as the fiery fear that she would be discarded, that she had to always be loving and attractive. Soon she forgot the buzz when they kissed and the warmth of his hugs when they were alone. She clung tighter hoping that she was enough. It began to be as if she was serving him, and the reward being another night in his arms.

But it all changed, when he gave the ring. No reason no special occasion or proposal, just a present, for her along with a kiss. He said how he saw it on a fancy ladies finger and knew it truly belonged to her, the only fair lady in the land. A dark stoned ring, to big for any other finger than her thumb.

Her eyes opened. She could feel her heart ripping at the seams. His lips dotted her neck as his hands had advanced far up her chest. He was lost in himself, moving around hoping for what could be next. Angelica frowned sliding her hands up fast to his shoulders, pushing away.

Jack looked longingly down at her. "We have to go down to the dock, Elizabeth is waiting and-." Jack cut in with a slurry of words as he lowered his head back down. "They can wait...". Angelica had her mouth hanging open just wanting to not feel his touch no more. "Jack-." She pushed again making their eyes meet. She looked at him, the look that meant:

no.

He scrunched up his nose carefully moving his hands off her chest. He never pushed far when she said no. The only man that listened to her when she said that word, even when she screamed it over and over.

He lifted himself off clearing his throat, nodding down at the shirt. "I will need that.". He sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her, allowing her privacy. She sat up with a small sigh. She looked at his slashed scared back solemnly. They both shared their own scars, both physical and mental. She grabbed her shirt off from where she dropped it and whipped off his. Slipping on her own, she shuffled to where Jack sat waiting. Angelica climbed off the bed placing the shirt in his lap as she went. She slid a hand over his shoulder affectionately, as he touched her hand back.

A silent gesture that meant everything was okay.

They dressed and made their way down to the docks, after the sitter gave them a shocked look as they awkwardly left Elizabeth's house. The sky was beautifully clear, nothing but baby blue sat on the dark water line. The sun shone with such brightness but lacked the warming strength Angelica wanted.

She traced back through the tall trees until the yellow sand was in site. Everything was illuminated as if the world was paint with a gorgeous whitening filter. Elizabeth with arms crossed watched her red sails whip from side to side, before turning around hearing them coming. She smiled with such bliss back at her friend it made her smile back.

"Glad you two could join us.". She flicked a glance up at Jack as they stopped beside her. "Sorry for not coming earlier.". Angelica smiled apologetically as Elizabeth did back. "It's fine, willy got quite upset about me leaving him so soon...". Her smiled faded as Angelica felt her heart drop. She leaned in close to her friend moving an arm around her. "we appreciate you being able to come with us, you don't have to.". Elizabeth smiled up at her.

"Miss!". A deep voice bellowed from the tip of the dock drawing jacks eyes towards the source. A strapping young man stepped proudly up to them, his skin shining in the sun. "The sails are right and waitn my lady.". His smile stretched across his face, from ear to ear, his eyes having to squint to fit in it.

"Thank you Frankie.". Elizabeth smiled back. His skin was as dark as spruce and he's white teeth and eyes illuminated when ever he smiled. His build was strong, arms as thick as a tree and a such muscled chest making Jack feel self conscious. His hair was a tight curled mess stuck on his head, his jaw and chin sharp as a sword. He wore a badly stained shirt nearly all ripped open at the front and simple pants and boots. But what stuck out most for Jack, was that bloody smile. It was making his own lips turn at the sides.

"Angelica, Jack, meet my first mate, Frankie.". He softly grabbed Angelica hand, and held it as if she was royalty. "Lovely name for a lovely lady.". His voice, like a male Tia Dalma. "And you!". He turned to Jack and smacked his hand onto his. "Captain jack Sparra! A pleasa!". Frankie shook his hand tight and hard, as if they had met before. And with his smile. It beamed at him. Full of such joy and happiness, seemingly endless. It was contagious. Jack ripped a smile back shaking hard in return.

He let go, leaving a slight pain in jacks hand. "Frankie is the most trustworthy man I've ever met.". She beamed up at him as he did ten times back. "And you miss, the best captain.". He threw his hands together. "You saved my neck from the gallows.". Frankie moved a hand to his neck. "Gave me a home and a purpose, I owe you my life.". He bowed, giving a hearty laugh at the end, all still smiling.

The man spoke with such velocity and depth in every word. But he's smile, the real speaker. It was absolutely amazing. A smile that made you forget your own problems, and wonder, how can you too smile with such happiness and bliss. Just by looking at him you could feel his soul radiating.

"I guess we best be making way.". Angelica's voice broke his thoughts. "Follow us as when we are out at sea, we can fully discuss our plan.". She glanced back at Jack and he nodded in response. "Lovely meeting you Frankie.". Angelica smiled as he smile back. "Same to you me lady.".

Such a gentleman.

DONE. DID U LIKE FRANKIE? Because omg I can't wait to write more about him, Ik you will all fall in love with him! Hope to update soon! Love to see those reviews! :D until next time! (Or PM me if u want to talk about it more)

-Rum xxxooo xxxooo