I want to thank all of my reviewers and all the people who have been
reading this story. Without you I wouldn't be writing this! This chapter is
dedicated to all of you and Rose Crown, Lizzie, Eliza, Scott, Jim, and Ken.
Thanks guys!
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Chapter 9: Yo Ho, Yo, Ho, a Pirate's Life for Me
Cat awoke with an intense headache. The last thing she could remember was Jack asking her to come to his cabin so he could talk to her. Glancing down, she saw a pair of hands wrapped tightly around her waist. Tracing the length of the hands with her eyes, she soon came to gaze on the face of the pirate who held her so tightly against him.
"Jack!" Her scream reverberated throughout the cabin, jolting Jack awake. She immediately regretted this action, her throbbing more painfully than before.
"Bloody 'ell, woman! What 'er ya screamin' 'bout?"
"What happened last night Jack?" Cat demanded, looking around, frantically.
"Nothin', luv. Calm down. Ya jus' 'ad a little too much rum, 'at's all."
"You offered me rum and I took it!" Cat screamed in disbelief, quickly throwing the bed sheets off of her body. Much to her relief, she found that each article of clothing still adorned her body. Jack let out a small laugh,
"O' course ya took it! Seemed like ya 'ere 'aving a bad day, though I couldn' 'magine why." Cat reached out to slap him, but Jack caught his hand in hers,
"Wha' did we say 'bout this, luv?" Cat pulled her hand back, angrily.
"What gave you the right to sleep with me?"
"'ell seein' 'at its me bed, luv , and 'at if I hadn' drank some rum meself I woulda been outta bed before ya like days before, I see no reason awhy ya should be mad a' me." Cat's widened in realization of what he had just said. She grabbed the first thing that was within reach and could be used as a weapon. Swinging the candlestick at him, she connected with his sword. He parried, quickly lunging at her. Fear and anger coursed through her as they exchanged blows. She had trusted him completely and now he fought against her, threatening her life.
With her thoughts distracting her, Cat was an easy target. Jack saw this as the opportune moment and hastily seized it. In one swift motion Cat was pinned on the ground under Jack's body, candlestick wretched from her hand and flung across the room with one skillful blow.
"'at's very good, luv, but ya see 'ow yer so easily beaten? Now 'ow
'bout I give ya the day off an' teach ya the proper way ta be a
pirate?"
With those words, Jack got up from the floor, sheathing his sword as
he exited the cabin. Cat gazed after him in confusion, suddenly
catching a glint of gold out of the corner of her gaze. A few feet
away lay her medallion, gleaming in the morning sunlight. Hastily, she
reached for it, clasping it around her neck. She tucked it into the
folds of her shirt, carefully. It must have fallen out of his leather
pouch during their little skirmish. It would not be missed by him.
Slowly, she rose from the floor, chasing after Jack. Bounding up the
stairs, she relished the familiar feeling of the heavy medallion
against her chest. It gave her a certain sense of security that had
been lost to her in the days that she had been aboard the ship.
"Luv, 'e'er not gonna get 'nywhere wit' ya jus' standin' 'ere all
day!" Cat's head snapped up to meet Jack's gaze. She found herself
paused at the top of the staircase, the chain of her medallion woven
between her fingers. Discreetly, she worked her fingers from the
tangle and walked toward Jack. One of his hands held a sword that he
offered to her as soon as she stopped in front of him.
Uncertainly, she took it from his grasp. It was heavier than she had
first anticipated. It was intricately designed, with lengths of gilded
ivy twisting around the handle.
"Ready, luv?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Ooooo, a cliffie!!!!!!! I forgot to mention that this is only part I of chapter nine. I should post the whole chapter by the end of this weekend. Only eight more chapters and I promise there WILL be a sequel. Click that little button at the left corner of your screen and tell me what you think!
Chapter 9: Yo Ho, Yo, Ho, a Pirate's Life for Me
Cat awoke with an intense headache. The last thing she could remember was Jack asking her to come to his cabin so he could talk to her. Glancing down, she saw a pair of hands wrapped tightly around her waist. Tracing the length of the hands with her eyes, she soon came to gaze on the face of the pirate who held her so tightly against him.
"Jack!" Her scream reverberated throughout the cabin, jolting Jack awake. She immediately regretted this action, her throbbing more painfully than before.
"Bloody 'ell, woman! What 'er ya screamin' 'bout?"
"What happened last night Jack?" Cat demanded, looking around, frantically.
"Nothin', luv. Calm down. Ya jus' 'ad a little too much rum, 'at's all."
"You offered me rum and I took it!" Cat screamed in disbelief, quickly throwing the bed sheets off of her body. Much to her relief, she found that each article of clothing still adorned her body. Jack let out a small laugh,
"O' course ya took it! Seemed like ya 'ere 'aving a bad day, though I couldn' 'magine why." Cat reached out to slap him, but Jack caught his hand in hers,
"Wha' did we say 'bout this, luv?" Cat pulled her hand back, angrily.
"What gave you the right to sleep with me?"
"'ell seein' 'at its me bed, luv , and 'at if I hadn' drank some rum meself I woulda been outta bed before ya like days before, I see no reason awhy ya should be mad a' me." Cat's widened in realization of what he had just said. She grabbed the first thing that was within reach and could be used as a weapon. Swinging the candlestick at him, she connected with his sword. He parried, quickly lunging at her. Fear and anger coursed through her as they exchanged blows. She had trusted him completely and now he fought against her, threatening her life.
With her thoughts distracting her, Cat was an easy target. Jack saw this as the opportune moment and hastily seized it. In one swift motion Cat was pinned on the ground under Jack's body, candlestick wretched from her hand and flung across the room with one skillful blow.
"'at's very good, luv, but ya see 'ow yer so easily beaten? Now 'ow
'bout I give ya the day off an' teach ya the proper way ta be a
pirate?"
With those words, Jack got up from the floor, sheathing his sword as
he exited the cabin. Cat gazed after him in confusion, suddenly
catching a glint of gold out of the corner of her gaze. A few feet
away lay her medallion, gleaming in the morning sunlight. Hastily, she
reached for it, clasping it around her neck. She tucked it into the
folds of her shirt, carefully. It must have fallen out of his leather
pouch during their little skirmish. It would not be missed by him.
Slowly, she rose from the floor, chasing after Jack. Bounding up the
stairs, she relished the familiar feeling of the heavy medallion
against her chest. It gave her a certain sense of security that had
been lost to her in the days that she had been aboard the ship.
"Luv, 'e'er not gonna get 'nywhere wit' ya jus' standin' 'ere all
day!" Cat's head snapped up to meet Jack's gaze. She found herself
paused at the top of the staircase, the chain of her medallion woven
between her fingers. Discreetly, she worked her fingers from the
tangle and walked toward Jack. One of his hands held a sword that he
offered to her as soon as she stopped in front of him.
Uncertainly, she took it from his grasp. It was heavier than she had
first anticipated. It was intricately designed, with lengths of gilded
ivy twisting around the handle.
"Ready, luv?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Ooooo, a cliffie!!!!!!! I forgot to mention that this is only part I of chapter nine. I should post the whole chapter by the end of this weekend. Only eight more chapters and I promise there WILL be a sequel. Click that little button at the left corner of your screen and tell me what you think!