A/N: Hi people! Well unfortunately, Dre Ship-Ship doesn't work anymore and the took down the story (bastards) Oh well, enjoy! . Read and review and please, no flames! WARNING: This chapter is a little, disturbing. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Disney owns everything except Captain James Woodbridge, Martha, The Demeter and the S.S Prudence.
Chapter 2: Dark Secrets Corrupt Her Mind
It's been a week since the two maids talked about Jack and Anamaria love crisis. Martha was working in the galley one afternoon thinking about what Anamaria said that night that they were talking. 'He turned my heart from a bright red to a dull grey'. Martha couldn't stop thinking about it and wondered what Anamaria was hiding, this sounds serious Martha thought very serious. Then she heard someone come down the stairs.
"Good afternoon Martha, I've just finished washing the sails, so I thought I'd help you with dinner." Anamaria said cheerfully as if she had nothing on her mind. Apparently she was still thinking about her wedding with Captain James Woodbridge. Anamaria silently hummed to herself and noticed Martha was very hushed.
"Martha, what's the matter?" asked Anamaria in her most concerned voice. Martha quickly stopped daydreaming about Anamaria and Jack and quickly went back to her work.
"Nothing dear, Tis nothing at all" Martha assured. "Just migraines" she assured again.
"Martha dear, are you sore at me?" Anamaria asked. Martha was taken aback.
"Certainly not dear! Why should I be angry at the sweetest child in the world?" Martha said startled. "I am never sore unless you were my husband" Anamaria giggled and Martha laughed her heartily laugh that always gave Anamaria some comfort. Quickly the two women went back to the cooking but something told Anamaria that Martha needed to get something off her chest. Then she realized what it was.
"I get it Martha" Martha looked surprised. "You want to know what happened between Jack and I don't you?" Martha couldn't resist.
"Well you youngsters have a good knack for guessing, don't you?" Martha laughed. "Darling I can't help myself I am dying to know"
"Martha, like I said it is an extremely long story. Maybe I'll tell you some other time"
"Darling, you can't leave an old woman to be waiting on my hands and knees like that, you know how bad my arthritis is!" Anamaria couldn't help but laugh at the dear old woman, who was like a second mother to her. She had to tell her some time.
"Alright Martha, after dinner while we're cleaning up the dishes I'll the dishes I promise"
~*~*~*~* Later
It was late again; the sailors were outside singing old sea chanteys and drinking beer and rum and having a good old time while Anamaria and Martha were once again cleaning up after the filthy sailors. But Martha could hardly wait until the sailors were finished eating. Once all the sailors cleared to outside Martha and Anamaria began working. For the first ten minutes Anamaria didn't say anything and this vexed Martha greatly. So without waiting she came out bluntly
"Well, aren't you going to say anything?" Anamaria just looked up and grimaced
"Oh" Anamaria sighed in disappointment "I'd thought you'd forget about it Martha"
"Darling, do you take me for a complete fool? I may have lost a few brain cells, but my memory is still sharp! Sharper then what you give credit for!" Martha argued.
"Alright! I'll tell you, it's not a pretty story." Anamaria finally said. "Are you ready?" she asked Martha. Martha sat down on the nearest stool quietly waiting to hear the information she's been craving for almost a week. "Alright, it all happened on a, July 24th I think, where he betrayed me and painted my heart the same color as my skin"
~*Flashback *~
It wasn't one of those dark and dreary days where you know something bad was going to happen. It was one of those not-too-hot-not-too-cold days where the sun was beautiful and the sky was a bright blue without so much as a little wisp of a cloud. Anamaria could tell something was lingering in the air, but couldn't tell if it was good or bad. All she knew was, it was a beautiful day and she could hardly wait to get started. She was a pirate at the time, yes Anamaria was once a pirate and not some scullery maid who waited on people hand and foot. She quickly got dressed and went down to the galley for breakfast. As she went down, she noticed something very odd. As she walked down the stairs people started to stare at her. One of those group glares that made you feels all of a sudden very uncomfortable. Anamaria slowly walked toward her seat, but she failed to avoid all those starring eyes. What's going on? What's happening? I don't understand? She wondered. Poor Anamaria was completely clueless of what was going to happen. All of a sudden Mr. Gibbes came along. Oh great, what does he want? Anamaria thought to herself. She and Mr. Gibbes never were on good terms considering the fact that he thinks women are bad luck.
"Here" He took Anamaria's arm and showed her the best table on the ship. The one that doesn't rattle and has a nice view from outside. "You can have this table today" he told Anamaria. She was a little suspicious.
"What did you do to it?" she accused Mr. Gibbes. He was stunned that Anamaria would blame him for something.
"Nothing, I'd just thought that you'd might want this table today" Mr. Gibbes explained. Anamaria was very amazed that Mr. Gibbes was being nice to her, for once!
"Thank you, thank you very much" she whispered. Mr. Gibbes acknowledged her thanks with a quick smile and nod and walked away and sighed. As Anamaria watched Mr. Gibbes walk away she noticed that everyone wasn't watching her anymore. Queer she thought.
As the afternoon came along the stranger things got. People were nice to her and not ridiculing her because of her gender and skin. This was not normal for Anamaria. And Jack was avoiding her, that scared her most of all. At one moment before the incident happened.
"Sailor, go to the port side to see if we are close" Captain Jack Sparrow called out
"Yes Cap'n" the sailor replied. Jack took a deep sigh and looked over. There it was. Demeter, the ship he's been looking for.
"Men, we are sailing east" Jack called out. Anamaria noticed something odd.
"Jack, there is an island over there, and another ship! What's going on?"
"Nothing love" assured Jack "You'll soon find out when you get there". Something in his tone of voice made her nervous. Does it have to do with me?
~~*~*~*~*Later
Once The Black Pearl had landed, everyone was ordered to go to the shore and wait for the sailors. Everyone got off, including the sailors on the other ship. All the sailors waited anxiously to see what was about to happen. Then a man stepped out from the other side of The Black Pearl crew. He was tall, not very attractive, but had bulging biceps. Anamaria was no fool; she could tell that this was the Captain of The Demeter.
"You remember the deal Sparrow! We give you have our gunpowder, if you give us the-"
"Yes. I know" Jack interrupted. He looked toward Anamaria. "Ana, you have to go with them" Then all of a sudden, all the blood drain from her face
"What?" she said with a tone of confusion in her voice. Jack looked exasperated
"You know how to follow orders love; you have to go with them, savvy?" Jack said in his calmest voice. HIS CALMEST VOICE!
"Jack but why?!" Anamaria asked
"Love, don't ask questions, just GO!"
"No, who do you think are? I am not going with them!" Anamaria shouted. Jack picked Anamaria off her feet and literally handed her to the muscular man.
"PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!"
"Sorry Senorita, but what's done is done" said the man. He couldn't do this! He couldn't do this! Anamaria couldn't let Jack get away with this!
"You son of a bitch! YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Anamaria shouted. "YOU SON OF A-". A huge hand plundered into Anamaria's face. Blood was dripping out of her face just a rushing river.
"JACK PLEASE!" cried Anamaria but she knew it was useless.
"Too late Senorita, you're ours now" he said with a smile. "Welcome aboard The Demeter where you'll be working from now on.
"For what? Why you taking me in as a prisoner? Please, let me go!" Anamaria begged. The man smiled
"You'll see senorita what will happen. Take her away!" He man called to his crew. Anamaria couldn't even see with all the tears welled up in her eyes. What was going to happen to her? She looked at Jack.
"How could you?" she whispered out to him. He understood, but he didn't say a word. Neither did the rest of the crew. They just watched her as she went by.
"Come along sweetheart, there's nothing to worry about" said a sailor in a mischievous voice. She couldn't think about the comments the sailors made about her and her body. She didn't even care when the started to feel her. Her mind was possessed with hatred and confusion. WHAT DID I DO TO DERSERVE THIS?! Was she ever thought about?
That was the worst night Anamaria suffered. Soon as she went on to the ship, the captain showed her apartments.
"You'll sleep here" Well, the accommodations were a bit to be desired. It was only a mattress on the floor with a rat hole in the corner. To her this wasn't a cabin, this was a dungeon.
"Good night senorita" he said with a laugh. As soon as the captain closed the door, she began to sob.
"Why oh WHY?!" She screamed "WHY!!!!!!!" She cried herself to sleep that night. But in the middle of the night, something happened that made Anamaria angrier at Jack then ever before.
~*End of Flashback*~
"That night the captain raped me" Anamaria told Martha.
"HE DID WHAT?!" Martha shouted
"SHHHH! Martha, please, be quiet!"
"I'm sorry my dear, but he raped you?"
"Yes"
~*Flashback*~
It was night, the captain walk into the door and took one good look at her. Look at her, that little bitch will make me have a good time he thought to himself. He let out a little chuckle and then he took off his clothes and stood in front of her bed. With a few tosses and turns, she woke up, and she saw the man's body, she shivered.
"W-Wha-What are you doing here?" she said nearly scared half to death"
"You didn't know Jack sold you as a hoar?" That immediately woke Anamaria up.
"HE WHAT?!" she screamed while getting up on her feet.
"LAY DOWN BITCH!" screamed the captain. Anamaria tried to get away between her cries for help. But the man pinned her down in his arms and laid her across the mattress. "Now if you scream one more time, I'll kill you. So just sit back and relax, because I know you are going to enjoy it" Anamaria struggled but the captain already won. It was 1 hour of merciless torture. As it ended, the man said one thing.
"You better not let a word come out on anybody, you hear! And don't worry senorita, I'll be back!" and with that, he walked out leaving Anamaria sitting there, with much resentment inside her body.
~*End of Flashback*~
"Dearie, I had no idea" said Martha sympathetically. Anamaria just stood there.
"Well, three months passed, and it was the same torture 5 times, and all the crew did was harassing me and abuse me. It was really a living hell." She said nearly crying. "And I blame it all on Jack"
"Aye you should darling" Anamaria cried silently to herself for quite awhile with Martha just watching her. Then she stopped crying and paused for a moment looking murderously at Martha.
"There Martha, those are the dark secrets that corrupt my mind"
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Now review people. Personally I didn't like this chapter so I don't expect great reviews, but send e what you think anyway (Believe me; I didn't say that because I am fishing for compliments! Honestly!) AND I WARNED YOU IT WAS GOING TO BE DISTURBING!