DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. THE CHARACTER OF SAM DOES. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.
To anyone that reads this I appricate it. I just want to let you know that Jack's daugter will not appear until next chapter.
A soft gentle hum came from the darkness. The moonlight shone softly on the old house but still clouded the man on the porch. He continued to hum as he gazed around the deserted grounds. His brown wavy hair, pulled carelessly into a ponytail, moved slightly in the light breeze. He fiddled with the ring on his thumb. It was something that was passed down from generation to generation. It never fit any other finger. He continued to hum the lost lullaby as his brown eyes tried to focus on anything.
"Still lost in a dream world Willy boy?" Will jumped up quickly and stood on his feet. "Jesus Jack! You scared the bloody hell out of me!'' Jack just smirked back. "I know." he laughed. Will looked at his friend who stood before him. He had similar hair except it was longer and always a mess. He stood leaned against the porch pole, his weight shifted on one foot, which was crossed over the other. "What are you doing Jack? It's the middle of the night." Jack smirked back his infamous smirk. "I just thought we'd go to the tavern. Pick up some girls. I mean, I'm just too bloody sober."
Jack waved his hand at Will. It was enough to make him laugh. "Are you still pining over that girl mate?" Will turned his head sharply back to Jack. "Oooo...I struck a soft spot now did I?" Will just gave him a smug look. "I'm sorry mate. I feel absolutely terrible about the whole thing. It's just you've been walking around like the living dead lately. She's gone mate. She's not coming back. Now me on the other hand, my ship is waiting for you for two more days and then we are leaving. Also I'm just too bloody sober and need a drink." He waved his hand at Will again and stumbled down the porch stairs.
Will sighed and sat back down on the stairs. He watched his friend walking down the road singing to himself. Will thought back to what Jack had said. The girl. Her name was Elizabeth. He had loved her since he was a little boy. It was only recently that he had told her. They had been together a year and then one year ago she had left him for another man and he hadn't heard from her since. It had been a year and he hadn't gotten over her. Jack always teased him about it. But Jack didn't understand. Will sighed and figured he might as well go and join Jack. He couldn't sleep anyway.
"Aye! Willy boy!" Jack shouted from across the room. Will smiled slightly and walked over to him. "So you decided to join me after all? Why do you always wear that bloody ponytail all the time?" he said, pulling on Will's hair. "I don't know. Why do you always feel the need to tie that red rag around your head?" Jack touched his hand to his head. "Cause I like it mate." Jack smiled at his friend and then looked at the bartender. "This is my friend Will." he said catching Will's shoulder between both his hands. "You give him whatever he wants." Jack winked.
"YO HO YO HO A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME!!!!!!!!!" Will screamed at the top of his lungs. Jack supposed it was singing but he really didn't know. He guessed he let him drink too much rum. "That's it Willy boy. You just keep on singing." he laughed. It must have been a lovely sight dragging Will down the road. Jack finally got him to the porch. He dropped him like a ton of bricks. "You know what Jack? I love you." Jack smirked. "I love you too mate." Will leaned against the porch pole. "You know what? I think we need another round of drinks." Jack smiled. "We've left the bar mate and I think you've had enough." Will just laughed and sung louder. "We really need to get you a girl mate."
To anyone that reads this I appricate it. I just want to let you know that Jack's daugter will not appear until next chapter.
A soft gentle hum came from the darkness. The moonlight shone softly on the old house but still clouded the man on the porch. He continued to hum as he gazed around the deserted grounds. His brown wavy hair, pulled carelessly into a ponytail, moved slightly in the light breeze. He fiddled with the ring on his thumb. It was something that was passed down from generation to generation. It never fit any other finger. He continued to hum the lost lullaby as his brown eyes tried to focus on anything.
"Still lost in a dream world Willy boy?" Will jumped up quickly and stood on his feet. "Jesus Jack! You scared the bloody hell out of me!'' Jack just smirked back. "I know." he laughed. Will looked at his friend who stood before him. He had similar hair except it was longer and always a mess. He stood leaned against the porch pole, his weight shifted on one foot, which was crossed over the other. "What are you doing Jack? It's the middle of the night." Jack smirked back his infamous smirk. "I just thought we'd go to the tavern. Pick up some girls. I mean, I'm just too bloody sober."
Jack waved his hand at Will. It was enough to make him laugh. "Are you still pining over that girl mate?" Will turned his head sharply back to Jack. "Oooo...I struck a soft spot now did I?" Will just gave him a smug look. "I'm sorry mate. I feel absolutely terrible about the whole thing. It's just you've been walking around like the living dead lately. She's gone mate. She's not coming back. Now me on the other hand, my ship is waiting for you for two more days and then we are leaving. Also I'm just too bloody sober and need a drink." He waved his hand at Will again and stumbled down the porch stairs.
Will sighed and sat back down on the stairs. He watched his friend walking down the road singing to himself. Will thought back to what Jack had said. The girl. Her name was Elizabeth. He had loved her since he was a little boy. It was only recently that he had told her. They had been together a year and then one year ago she had left him for another man and he hadn't heard from her since. It had been a year and he hadn't gotten over her. Jack always teased him about it. But Jack didn't understand. Will sighed and figured he might as well go and join Jack. He couldn't sleep anyway.
"Aye! Willy boy!" Jack shouted from across the room. Will smiled slightly and walked over to him. "So you decided to join me after all? Why do you always wear that bloody ponytail all the time?" he said, pulling on Will's hair. "I don't know. Why do you always feel the need to tie that red rag around your head?" Jack touched his hand to his head. "Cause I like it mate." Jack smiled at his friend and then looked at the bartender. "This is my friend Will." he said catching Will's shoulder between both his hands. "You give him whatever he wants." Jack winked.
"YO HO YO HO A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME!!!!!!!!!" Will screamed at the top of his lungs. Jack supposed it was singing but he really didn't know. He guessed he let him drink too much rum. "That's it Willy boy. You just keep on singing." he laughed. It must have been a lovely sight dragging Will down the road. Jack finally got him to the porch. He dropped him like a ton of bricks. "You know what Jack? I love you." Jack smirked. "I love you too mate." Will leaned against the porch pole. "You know what? I think we need another round of drinks." Jack smiled. "We've left the bar mate and I think you've had enough." Will just laughed and sung louder. "We really need to get you a girl mate."