Disclaimer- Of course I don't own anything! Cept Madison!! OH and Johnny
Depp...I have him locked in my basement! Mwhahaha!...oh wait..I don't have
a basement...='(
Sorry bout this chapter...Had to steal the whole...'stranded thing' from POC...oh well, here
Chapter 8
As soon as my face hit air, I gasped for breath. I spit and coughed as I spun around in the ocean to see anything I could swim to.
And, I saw, off in the distance a little ways, a small island. It seemed similar to the one Jack told about in his tales. It was that island, or the ocean.
My arms were already tired from trying to stay afloat in the storm, and when it had stopped raining, I was thankful to see the sun peeking over the horizon. I swam as hard as I could to that island.
My fear of sharks was enough to make me paranoid but, finally, I fought my way to the sand and collapsed on the ground. As I layed there, half of my legs still in the water, I sobbed loudly, knowing this was how I was going to die.
In the years to come, someone will come along and see my skeleton laying in this exact spot and they'll think 'I bet she was shipwrecked.'
I sat up quickly, gasping at that thought. What if I had been the only survivor? Everything I cared for was lost, except for Uncle Charlie.
But, by the looks of things, I was never going to see him again anyhow. For the second time, I began to sob, louder this time. My cries came out as wails and I crawled up the beach to the grass, falling face forward in it.
'I should just kill myself now and get it over with.' I sniffed and brushed my hair out of my face, looking around the small island. Just on the other side, there was a ship. It was wrecked and looked as if sharks had eaten a hole through the whole bottom of it.
I stumbled over to it and looked around. There were only a half rotten corpse and another skeleton or two. They were probably killed by pirates.
I avoided going anywhere near them and walked around to see the top of the ship which could be seen since it was on it's side. I looked down and saw yet another corpse laying there. But, instead of running from it, I spotted a canteen in the mans hand.
"Oh please let it be full..." I took it carefully in my hands and shook it. There was definately water in there. I quickly pulled the cork out and titled my head back, letting the water quinch my thirst.
In the first seconds of tasting it, my eyes snapped open and I spit it out, gagging also. My mouth, and front of my nightgown was covered in red liquid.
Better yet, blood. I felt myself fall to the ground before I threw up the contents of my stomach, leaving me hungry, since my dinner from the night before was laying on the sand now.
With my anger and frustration high, I picked up the canteen and threw it against the ship as hard as I could. to my surprise, it busted right through the wood, which had rotted just like the bodies.
I peeked inside and found I had hit the epitemy of luckiness. It seemed I had thrown the canteen into the kitchen. And there was a barrel, labeled 'rum' with another labeled 'water' right inside.
I kicked at the wood and finally, there was a hole big enough to get the barrels out. Soon, I was sitting on the grass again, with a cup I had made from a cocunut I found on the ground.
I, to my sickening dismay, searched the bodies and found some swords on them and a few daggers. So, as I sat, starring at the never ending ocean, I surrounded myself with rum and knives. Not a good combination.
~!~!
"We will turn this fuckin' ship around and search EVERY inch of this ocean until Madison is foun'! Savvy?" I turned to face the crew, who were trying to convince me to forget about the girl. But, I couldn't.
If there was any hope, I would use it and I would find her if I had to search until the day I died. It had been two days since we lost her.
Ever since then I had been searching and scanning the water for any sign of her. It seemed my eyes never left the deep blue waters. I looked at the deck and spotted one man just standin' around.
"Get up there and keep yer eye open!!" I pointed to one of the men who was shorter than the rest, but not any less buff. He jumped slightly and scrambled to climb up to the look out post. I paced on the upper deck all after noon long until I heard the dreadful words.
"Land HO!!" I snapped my head up to see where the boy was pointing. Lo and behold, there was my island.
"I hate that island..." I mumbled, narrowing my black eyes to the evil patch of land.
If I were in any other position, I would never go near it, but we were close to the place of the storm last night and she could be on it. I quickly turned the wheel in that direction and I waited, tapping my foot until the damn ship came about 50 yards from the island.
I jumped in the water, not caring about the ships and swam to the sand. I shook the water from my face and climbed on the grass.
On the opposite end of the long stretch of land, I saw a wrecked boat, half the size of the Black Pearl. I stumbled to it, ignoring the shouts from my men who were rowing up to the island. More than likely, the wanted me to wait on them.
I walked up and saw blood spilled on the sand, fresh blood. Right beside that puddle, there was vomit.
Since these men haven't been able to bleed or vomit for a few months now, I was given a little more hope. But, I searched all around the ship-wreck and could find nothing. But, I did notice a footprint sitting in the sand next to my own.
It was small, a womans, and it was warm. My heart started poudning faster as I raced around, calling out Madison's name louldy.
I looked all around and it wasn't for another ten minutes that I saw a hand pop up out of the thick grass. I gasped and ran to it, screaming in joy at the sight I found. It was Madison, but she had a very familiar and silly grin plastered to her face.
"AYE! Jack-o! You found me! Now you hide and I'll find you!" Her words slurred together, but I had been drunk alot in my life and I could destinguish the words well. "Maddy, are you a'ight?"
"I got swords! Those gently-men over there gave 'em to me! An' this rum! Have some, Jack!" She shoved half a coconut in my hand and a little bit of rum spilled out over my hand. "You're drunk, and delusional." I cleared my throat and picked her up in my arms.
She screamed loudly and giggled in my ear. By her breath, I could tell for the past day she's done nothing but drink.
"Love?" She asked, dropping the coconut behind me. I looked at her and laughed softly at her face. She looked like a confused lobster.
Her cheeks were pink from being in the sun too long and sand was all through her hair, not to mention mud plastered to her forehead. "Yes?"
"I love you..." I stopped in my walking and looked at her. "Now put me down.." I released her legs and she stumbled around until she fell to her knees, vomiting again in the grass.
It wasn't long before I heard her sobbing. She raised up and threw her arms around my neck, surprising me slightly.
"I thought you had left me! I thought I was going to DIE!" Her eyes widened at the word 'die' and she planted kisses all over my face, not even stopping when she reached my lips. She pressed hers to my own gently at first, then when I didn't kiss her back, she tried more.
I took her by her shoulders and pulled her away. She looked so hurt. "Maddy..you're drunk." "I still know what I'm doing.." We both sat on our knees and joined each other for another kiss. She was inexperienced and she barely had a any clue of what she was doing, not to mention, she was drunk.
I placed my hand along her cheek and gently guided her against my lips. I knew it was wrong to take advantage of her like this, but if she didn't know what happened tomorrow, why should it be bad?
'Because it is..' I sighed, still pressing my lips against hers. I didn't want to stop. Her lips felt like velvet and once she got the hang of it, she was actually better than any whore who had ever kissed me.
She would never be cast in the category of those whores. She deserved the best, but could I give her the best that she deserved? As I placed my hands on her shoulders to pull her away again, she fell limply in my arms. "Well, tha' was easy.."
I smiled as Madison stirred under her covers. She looked peaceful there, but sooner or later, she had to wake up. I sat at the foot of her bed, waiting for her to sit up.
"Ugh! what happened?" She whispered, narrowing her eyes at me to sheild the sun out of her eyes.. "You spent all nigh' vomitin' over the rail. I could barely get you to sleep." She tucked her legs under her and pulled the blanket closer around her.
"We...didn't.."
"No..I'm not a complete ass." She grinned and crawled to me, sitting in my lap. Her night gown was still the same one she had on the previous days and it wasn't a very good on.
The right sleeve was barely hanging by a thread and the skirt was tattered. "I guess I'm stupid." I looked at her in my lap and raised my eyebrow, looking around the room, confused. "For not listenin' to you that night. I should have stayed in my room huh?" I nodded, pulling her small body closer to my own.
"Aye, listen to me, and you never will 'ave any problems." She nodded, pressing her cheek into my chest.
I slid my arms tighter around her and soon, she was back asleep. I couldn't move my legs for her sitting on them and my arms were holding her up.
So, I was stuck for a little while. "Mad--" I looked at the door and saw Johnathon standing there, interupted by seeing us. "Shh.." I stated simply, running my hand over Madison's cheek. I knew seeing me do that would make him furious.
Of course, just like I imagined, his face had turned a crimson red and he stormed back upstairs. I turned my attention back to the sleeping girl in my arms. Her mouth was open slightly and her breath was warm on my chest.
I risked laying her down and smiled when I didn't wake her up. "Don't leave me.." She whispered, grabbed a hold of my hand before I could turned to leave.
She backed up in the bed until she was against the wall, giving me room to lie down. "A'ight love..Only for a little while." I smiled kindly and slipped under the covers with her, after pulling my boots and vest off. If I had known that I would be staying until night fall, I would have never gotten under the covers.
A/N- GASP! Sleeping together...Or..literally..... Thankies to EVERYONE who reviewed...I love ya all!!!!!! TA! (I saw POC yesterday for the third time...I'm so pathetic!!)
Sorry bout this chapter...Had to steal the whole...'stranded thing' from POC...oh well, here
Chapter 8
As soon as my face hit air, I gasped for breath. I spit and coughed as I spun around in the ocean to see anything I could swim to.
And, I saw, off in the distance a little ways, a small island. It seemed similar to the one Jack told about in his tales. It was that island, or the ocean.
My arms were already tired from trying to stay afloat in the storm, and when it had stopped raining, I was thankful to see the sun peeking over the horizon. I swam as hard as I could to that island.
My fear of sharks was enough to make me paranoid but, finally, I fought my way to the sand and collapsed on the ground. As I layed there, half of my legs still in the water, I sobbed loudly, knowing this was how I was going to die.
In the years to come, someone will come along and see my skeleton laying in this exact spot and they'll think 'I bet she was shipwrecked.'
I sat up quickly, gasping at that thought. What if I had been the only survivor? Everything I cared for was lost, except for Uncle Charlie.
But, by the looks of things, I was never going to see him again anyhow. For the second time, I began to sob, louder this time. My cries came out as wails and I crawled up the beach to the grass, falling face forward in it.
'I should just kill myself now and get it over with.' I sniffed and brushed my hair out of my face, looking around the small island. Just on the other side, there was a ship. It was wrecked and looked as if sharks had eaten a hole through the whole bottom of it.
I stumbled over to it and looked around. There were only a half rotten corpse and another skeleton or two. They were probably killed by pirates.
I avoided going anywhere near them and walked around to see the top of the ship which could be seen since it was on it's side. I looked down and saw yet another corpse laying there. But, instead of running from it, I spotted a canteen in the mans hand.
"Oh please let it be full..." I took it carefully in my hands and shook it. There was definately water in there. I quickly pulled the cork out and titled my head back, letting the water quinch my thirst.
In the first seconds of tasting it, my eyes snapped open and I spit it out, gagging also. My mouth, and front of my nightgown was covered in red liquid.
Better yet, blood. I felt myself fall to the ground before I threw up the contents of my stomach, leaving me hungry, since my dinner from the night before was laying on the sand now.
With my anger and frustration high, I picked up the canteen and threw it against the ship as hard as I could. to my surprise, it busted right through the wood, which had rotted just like the bodies.
I peeked inside and found I had hit the epitemy of luckiness. It seemed I had thrown the canteen into the kitchen. And there was a barrel, labeled 'rum' with another labeled 'water' right inside.
I kicked at the wood and finally, there was a hole big enough to get the barrels out. Soon, I was sitting on the grass again, with a cup I had made from a cocunut I found on the ground.
I, to my sickening dismay, searched the bodies and found some swords on them and a few daggers. So, as I sat, starring at the never ending ocean, I surrounded myself with rum and knives. Not a good combination.
~!~!
"We will turn this fuckin' ship around and search EVERY inch of this ocean until Madison is foun'! Savvy?" I turned to face the crew, who were trying to convince me to forget about the girl. But, I couldn't.
If there was any hope, I would use it and I would find her if I had to search until the day I died. It had been two days since we lost her.
Ever since then I had been searching and scanning the water for any sign of her. It seemed my eyes never left the deep blue waters. I looked at the deck and spotted one man just standin' around.
"Get up there and keep yer eye open!!" I pointed to one of the men who was shorter than the rest, but not any less buff. He jumped slightly and scrambled to climb up to the look out post. I paced on the upper deck all after noon long until I heard the dreadful words.
"Land HO!!" I snapped my head up to see where the boy was pointing. Lo and behold, there was my island.
"I hate that island..." I mumbled, narrowing my black eyes to the evil patch of land.
If I were in any other position, I would never go near it, but we were close to the place of the storm last night and she could be on it. I quickly turned the wheel in that direction and I waited, tapping my foot until the damn ship came about 50 yards from the island.
I jumped in the water, not caring about the ships and swam to the sand. I shook the water from my face and climbed on the grass.
On the opposite end of the long stretch of land, I saw a wrecked boat, half the size of the Black Pearl. I stumbled to it, ignoring the shouts from my men who were rowing up to the island. More than likely, the wanted me to wait on them.
I walked up and saw blood spilled on the sand, fresh blood. Right beside that puddle, there was vomit.
Since these men haven't been able to bleed or vomit for a few months now, I was given a little more hope. But, I searched all around the ship-wreck and could find nothing. But, I did notice a footprint sitting in the sand next to my own.
It was small, a womans, and it was warm. My heart started poudning faster as I raced around, calling out Madison's name louldy.
I looked all around and it wasn't for another ten minutes that I saw a hand pop up out of the thick grass. I gasped and ran to it, screaming in joy at the sight I found. It was Madison, but she had a very familiar and silly grin plastered to her face.
"AYE! Jack-o! You found me! Now you hide and I'll find you!" Her words slurred together, but I had been drunk alot in my life and I could destinguish the words well. "Maddy, are you a'ight?"
"I got swords! Those gently-men over there gave 'em to me! An' this rum! Have some, Jack!" She shoved half a coconut in my hand and a little bit of rum spilled out over my hand. "You're drunk, and delusional." I cleared my throat and picked her up in my arms.
She screamed loudly and giggled in my ear. By her breath, I could tell for the past day she's done nothing but drink.
"Love?" She asked, dropping the coconut behind me. I looked at her and laughed softly at her face. She looked like a confused lobster.
Her cheeks were pink from being in the sun too long and sand was all through her hair, not to mention mud plastered to her forehead. "Yes?"
"I love you..." I stopped in my walking and looked at her. "Now put me down.." I released her legs and she stumbled around until she fell to her knees, vomiting again in the grass.
It wasn't long before I heard her sobbing. She raised up and threw her arms around my neck, surprising me slightly.
"I thought you had left me! I thought I was going to DIE!" Her eyes widened at the word 'die' and she planted kisses all over my face, not even stopping when she reached my lips. She pressed hers to my own gently at first, then when I didn't kiss her back, she tried more.
I took her by her shoulders and pulled her away. She looked so hurt. "Maddy..you're drunk." "I still know what I'm doing.." We both sat on our knees and joined each other for another kiss. She was inexperienced and she barely had a any clue of what she was doing, not to mention, she was drunk.
I placed my hand along her cheek and gently guided her against my lips. I knew it was wrong to take advantage of her like this, but if she didn't know what happened tomorrow, why should it be bad?
'Because it is..' I sighed, still pressing my lips against hers. I didn't want to stop. Her lips felt like velvet and once she got the hang of it, she was actually better than any whore who had ever kissed me.
She would never be cast in the category of those whores. She deserved the best, but could I give her the best that she deserved? As I placed my hands on her shoulders to pull her away again, she fell limply in my arms. "Well, tha' was easy.."
I smiled as Madison stirred under her covers. She looked peaceful there, but sooner or later, she had to wake up. I sat at the foot of her bed, waiting for her to sit up.
"Ugh! what happened?" She whispered, narrowing her eyes at me to sheild the sun out of her eyes.. "You spent all nigh' vomitin' over the rail. I could barely get you to sleep." She tucked her legs under her and pulled the blanket closer around her.
"We...didn't.."
"No..I'm not a complete ass." She grinned and crawled to me, sitting in my lap. Her night gown was still the same one she had on the previous days and it wasn't a very good on.
The right sleeve was barely hanging by a thread and the skirt was tattered. "I guess I'm stupid." I looked at her in my lap and raised my eyebrow, looking around the room, confused. "For not listenin' to you that night. I should have stayed in my room huh?" I nodded, pulling her small body closer to my own.
"Aye, listen to me, and you never will 'ave any problems." She nodded, pressing her cheek into my chest.
I slid my arms tighter around her and soon, she was back asleep. I couldn't move my legs for her sitting on them and my arms were holding her up.
So, I was stuck for a little while. "Mad--" I looked at the door and saw Johnathon standing there, interupted by seeing us. "Shh.." I stated simply, running my hand over Madison's cheek. I knew seeing me do that would make him furious.
Of course, just like I imagined, his face had turned a crimson red and he stormed back upstairs. I turned my attention back to the sleeping girl in my arms. Her mouth was open slightly and her breath was warm on my chest.
I risked laying her down and smiled when I didn't wake her up. "Don't leave me.." She whispered, grabbed a hold of my hand before I could turned to leave.
She backed up in the bed until she was against the wall, giving me room to lie down. "A'ight love..Only for a little while." I smiled kindly and slipped under the covers with her, after pulling my boots and vest off. If I had known that I would be staying until night fall, I would have never gotten under the covers.
A/N- GASP! Sleeping together...Or..literally..... Thankies to EVERYONE who reviewed...I love ya all!!!!!! TA! (I saw POC yesterday for the third time...I'm so pathetic!!)