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Chapter 13 - Welcome to Jamaica Mon.
Courtney explained to Sidi that a trip to the plantation in Jamaica was necessary. James, Charles and Adam would travel from London to Jamaica and. Jonathan would travel on from the Colonies to meet them there and from there they would return home together. That made Sidi nervous. James Sparrow was well known for his pension for common street whores and Jonathan was so like his father and so easily influenced by him. She didn't like the idea of Port Royal at all. After seeing the men off at the dock Courtney tried to reassure her.
"This is not Jonathan's first visit to Port Royal darling. He has spent a great deal of time in Jamaica. Anyway, men will be men. You can't fight nature dear. The sooner you learn that the happier you will be."
"Men will be men?!" She was shocked. This is how she justifies a cheating husband?
Sidi hoped that Jonathan did not believe this to be one of life's great truths.
The Sparrow brothers entered the pub. James had gone on the hotel and strongly suggested they not come back early as they all shared a common sitting room and it would be in use. It was no hardship to the boys as they had been drinking all afternoon yet wanted a night out anyway. The place was packed with every form of human debris imaginable. They bellied up to the bar and each grabbed their drink of choice. The brothers stood and discussed the plans for the coming week. There was business to be done in Port Royal tomorrow then on to Montego Bay, and the plantation.
Adam squeezed his younger brother's shoulder.
"Slow down on the whisky mate."
"Yes we would so appreciate not having to carry you home at least one night Jaack" Charles spat scanning the room.
Jack hated the way Charles said his name. He always made it sound like something one cleaned up from the street after a horse passed by.
Jack made a face.
"Street urchin." Charles made a face back.
Adam and Jack laughed. "It doesn't suit you Charles." The three were feeling no pain.
Charles knew every woman in the room wanted him. He was having difficulty choosing who the fortunate woman to share his company would be. Charles a blonde, blue eyed, powerfully built very wealthy young man was not far off in his arrogance. .Adam hadn't inherited his father's height as Charles did . He also inherited his mother's looks however severe scarring from a childhood misfortune marred his otherwise handsome face and body. He frowned.
"You always think everyone wants you."
Jack considered Adam's advice and switched from whisky to rum.
"That's not what I meant Jack."
"Yes that blonde over there. See there?"
"No." Adam hoped his voice relayed how uninterested he was in Charles' effort to find a bed for the night.
"The one holding the sausage?"
Adam looked. "Where? I don't see a sausage." He craned his neck to see.
Charles and Jack couldn't stop laughing. "You are such an idiot" Charles couldn't stop laughing. From the time they were children Charles and Jonathan used Adam as the butt of every joke. It was just too easy.
Charles composed himself to seriously continue finding a companion for the night.
"Oh there now." He spotted an acceptable conquest. "The brunette with the delicious bum."
"Charles, look at her teeth." Adam shuddered and wondered why Charles would even consider looking at a woman whose bum was visible.
"Make sure she has her own room this time mate." Jack turned to get another mug. "Your women scare me."
Charles smirked "This is Port Royal Adam beauty is optional, bad teeth great body. I doubt I'll make my way that far up anyway... no teeth could make things easier" he said rubbing his hands together. He looked at Adam. "Shall I ask if she has a sister?" He started laughing again.
Jack turned from the bar fresh mug in hand and laughed "For what I wonder, a good game of cards? `Ees saving 'imself for marriage! Jack started giggling uncontrollably." Charles started in and they both laughed loudly mocking him.
Adam was not amused. "I am discerning," he muttered sulking at again always being the joke of the three.
"Adam! Adam! Man over here! Sit wid us!" A pretty Jamaican girl bobbed up and down waving her hands excitedly.
Adam suddenly straightened up. His face suddenly took on an air of contrived sophistication. Anna Maria!
Anna Maria! Jack whispered elbowing Adam's right arm. "B&T man all yours" Charles who was at his left arm started laughing "Go say hello. We know how hard it's been without her."
Grown men giggling made him nauseous. Suddenly, Adam was above his brothers' drunken filth.
"Oh grow up gits." He headed toward her. He pushed through the crowd leaving the two at the bar.
Charles and Jonathan realizing this probably was the only way they were going to get a table hurried to follow him through the crowded, smelling, crudely populated tavern.
"Anna Maria" Adam said when he finally reached for her hands. He smiled at her. She smiled back.
Charles, mug in hand pushed through the crowd and looked up at Adam. "Oh not this rot again. For God's sake Adam, just kiss the girl." Charles pushed him impatiently.
As Adam fell into the delighted girl, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Anna Maria kissed him back. "Why it take ya ten years man?"
"Because he's a eunich!" Jack, who had just pushed through the crowd, yelled. He gulped the drink in his hand.
Anna Maria turned to her friend and laughed. "Oh yes. Dis comin from da man wit da baby." She knew she said something very wrong before Adam whispered it into her ear. She sat beside Jack. "I am so sorry. I didn't know."
Jack shrugged and ordered another drink from a buxom tavern girl and slapped her bottom and let his hand linger. She giggled and flirted. He was so tired of hearing about the dead baby. He didn't even like babies.
Adam quickly redirected. " Anna Maria aren't ye going to toast to Jack's birthday?" They all raised their mugs and toasted.
The liquor flowed all night. Charles left with the delicious bum and Adam wanting to leave found the youngest Sparrow leaning back in a chair in the corner of the bar, shirt open pants down the tavern girl between his knees. Incredibly intoxicated his head dropped back as he smiled and attempted a wave .
"Don' mind me mate. Want some?"
Disgusted Adam returned to the hotel alone.
Anna Maria, doubtful Jack could make it back to the hotel alone invited him back to place she shared with her sister Colette. Their father worked on the Sparrow's sugar plantation. They and the Sparrow brothers had known each other since childhood.
While Anna Maria chose to work for James Sparrow in the affairs of the plantation and at times onboard ship in the shipping business, Colette preferred exchanging sex for money in Port Royal. Currently Colette was spending a few days in jail. Jack could use her room.
Anna Maria had always been sweet on Adam but until tonight Adam steered clear. Adam's apparent lack of interest had nudged her into a disastrous attempt at romance with Jack. Despite the breakup the friendship endured even surviving Jack's constant desire for the physical aspect to continue.
Jack told her everything. He told her how much he loved his wife. How they met and made love, the baby, the weddings. He told her how it hurt when the baby died and how hard it was to see Sidi grieving. It was so hard to be there.
"You married a gypsy." she said amazed.
"Yes I did. A seventh daughter of a seventh daughter." He looked though the kitchen for something to drink and found wine. He looked for a glass.
Anna Maria's face went serious. "Jack do you know what da sevent daughter is?"
He nodded but his blank expression told her he hadn't a clue. He swayed an inch in front of her his eyes widened as he looked in hers.
"Dat wout be DA daughter after DA sixt one" he slurred.
He gave up on the glass deciding to drink from the bottle.
"Oh Jack" she sat down. "She be a healer an can talk to da dead."
Jack swallowed and wiped away the wine that was running down
his face and onto his shirt..
"well, actually luv" he swallowed and dropped himself next to her on the couch "she mostly yells at them." Anna Maria looked confused and concerned.
"She's not overly fond of them." Jack said trying to be reassuring his hands moving through the air to accentuate the thought while his hand still gripped the bottle.
Frustrated, Anna Maria continued. "A sevent' daughter of a sevent' daughter is special, magical"
He sat the bottle on the floor. "And fertile" he added as he started to play with her hair.
"Jack, be serious man. You don' know what you be gettin'' yourself into."
"I know what I WANT to be gettin' meself into" he said suddenly pushing her down on the couch pulling open her blouse. His mouth came down on hers but quickly found things inside her shirt more interesting. He held her arms above her head and fully dressed forced himself between her legs hips grinding. Anna Maria got angry. Her knee swung up. She knocked him painfully to the floor.
"Pig! Get out!" She slapped his face. He passed out.
When he woke up he realized he was still on Anna Marie's floor and that she was kicking him every time she walked past him. He sat up and gave her a sarcastic smile. His head was throbbing. She looked at him and turned away making it quite clear that she wasn't speaking to him.
"I'm sorry. I was drunk. I didn't mean it" he said trying to sound as cute and as charming as possible. He sat in a chair beside her at the table wondering if he'd get a cup of tea.
Anna Maria was livid. She waved her finger in his face. "Don' you evah cheat on you wife Jack Sparrow and don' you evah tink I be da woman who let you. You mind yourself man." she slapped his face again.
He rubbed his cheek. (I deserve that.)
"I promise, he pledged continuing the cutsie persona yet still struggling with the hangover, not to do it again if you give me a cup of tea." He exaggerated a smile.
She, further incensed by being mocked, slapped him again. He thought his head was going to explode.
Jack groveled and groveled and groveled some more. Anna Maria lightened a bit.
"You need to find your brothers" she growled.
When he finally understood that he had gone to far. He grabbed the wine bottle angrily.
"Are you insane?" she snapped.
"Hair of the dog luv." he snapped back viciously as he stumbled out of her place and started back to the hotel.
NEXT- A compass that doesn't point north.
Chapter 13 - Welcome to Jamaica Mon.
Courtney explained to Sidi that a trip to the plantation in Jamaica was necessary. James, Charles and Adam would travel from London to Jamaica and. Jonathan would travel on from the Colonies to meet them there and from there they would return home together. That made Sidi nervous. James Sparrow was well known for his pension for common street whores and Jonathan was so like his father and so easily influenced by him. She didn't like the idea of Port Royal at all. After seeing the men off at the dock Courtney tried to reassure her.
"This is not Jonathan's first visit to Port Royal darling. He has spent a great deal of time in Jamaica. Anyway, men will be men. You can't fight nature dear. The sooner you learn that the happier you will be."
"Men will be men?!" She was shocked. This is how she justifies a cheating husband?
Sidi hoped that Jonathan did not believe this to be one of life's great truths.
The Sparrow brothers entered the pub. James had gone on the hotel and strongly suggested they not come back early as they all shared a common sitting room and it would be in use. It was no hardship to the boys as they had been drinking all afternoon yet wanted a night out anyway. The place was packed with every form of human debris imaginable. They bellied up to the bar and each grabbed their drink of choice. The brothers stood and discussed the plans for the coming week. There was business to be done in Port Royal tomorrow then on to Montego Bay, and the plantation.
Adam squeezed his younger brother's shoulder.
"Slow down on the whisky mate."
"Yes we would so appreciate not having to carry you home at least one night Jaack" Charles spat scanning the room.
Jack hated the way Charles said his name. He always made it sound like something one cleaned up from the street after a horse passed by.
Jack made a face.
"Street urchin." Charles made a face back.
Adam and Jack laughed. "It doesn't suit you Charles." The three were feeling no pain.
Charles knew every woman in the room wanted him. He was having difficulty choosing who the fortunate woman to share his company would be. Charles a blonde, blue eyed, powerfully built very wealthy young man was not far off in his arrogance. .Adam hadn't inherited his father's height as Charles did . He also inherited his mother's looks however severe scarring from a childhood misfortune marred his otherwise handsome face and body. He frowned.
"You always think everyone wants you."
Jack considered Adam's advice and switched from whisky to rum.
"That's not what I meant Jack."
"Yes that blonde over there. See there?"
"No." Adam hoped his voice relayed how uninterested he was in Charles' effort to find a bed for the night.
"The one holding the sausage?"
Adam looked. "Where? I don't see a sausage." He craned his neck to see.
Charles and Jack couldn't stop laughing. "You are such an idiot" Charles couldn't stop laughing. From the time they were children Charles and Jonathan used Adam as the butt of every joke. It was just too easy.
Charles composed himself to seriously continue finding a companion for the night.
"Oh there now." He spotted an acceptable conquest. "The brunette with the delicious bum."
"Charles, look at her teeth." Adam shuddered and wondered why Charles would even consider looking at a woman whose bum was visible.
"Make sure she has her own room this time mate." Jack turned to get another mug. "Your women scare me."
Charles smirked "This is Port Royal Adam beauty is optional, bad teeth great body. I doubt I'll make my way that far up anyway... no teeth could make things easier" he said rubbing his hands together. He looked at Adam. "Shall I ask if she has a sister?" He started laughing again.
Jack turned from the bar fresh mug in hand and laughed "For what I wonder, a good game of cards? `Ees saving 'imself for marriage! Jack started giggling uncontrollably." Charles started in and they both laughed loudly mocking him.
Adam was not amused. "I am discerning," he muttered sulking at again always being the joke of the three.
"Adam! Adam! Man over here! Sit wid us!" A pretty Jamaican girl bobbed up and down waving her hands excitedly.
Adam suddenly straightened up. His face suddenly took on an air of contrived sophistication. Anna Maria!
Anna Maria! Jack whispered elbowing Adam's right arm. "B&T man all yours" Charles who was at his left arm started laughing "Go say hello. We know how hard it's been without her."
Grown men giggling made him nauseous. Suddenly, Adam was above his brothers' drunken filth.
"Oh grow up gits." He headed toward her. He pushed through the crowd leaving the two at the bar.
Charles and Jonathan realizing this probably was the only way they were going to get a table hurried to follow him through the crowded, smelling, crudely populated tavern.
"Anna Maria" Adam said when he finally reached for her hands. He smiled at her. She smiled back.
Charles, mug in hand pushed through the crowd and looked up at Adam. "Oh not this rot again. For God's sake Adam, just kiss the girl." Charles pushed him impatiently.
As Adam fell into the delighted girl, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. Anna Maria kissed him back. "Why it take ya ten years man?"
"Because he's a eunich!" Jack, who had just pushed through the crowd, yelled. He gulped the drink in his hand.
Anna Maria turned to her friend and laughed. "Oh yes. Dis comin from da man wit da baby." She knew she said something very wrong before Adam whispered it into her ear. She sat beside Jack. "I am so sorry. I didn't know."
Jack shrugged and ordered another drink from a buxom tavern girl and slapped her bottom and let his hand linger. She giggled and flirted. He was so tired of hearing about the dead baby. He didn't even like babies.
Adam quickly redirected. " Anna Maria aren't ye going to toast to Jack's birthday?" They all raised their mugs and toasted.
The liquor flowed all night. Charles left with the delicious bum and Adam wanting to leave found the youngest Sparrow leaning back in a chair in the corner of the bar, shirt open pants down the tavern girl between his knees. Incredibly intoxicated his head dropped back as he smiled and attempted a wave .
"Don' mind me mate. Want some?"
Disgusted Adam returned to the hotel alone.
Anna Maria, doubtful Jack could make it back to the hotel alone invited him back to place she shared with her sister Colette. Their father worked on the Sparrow's sugar plantation. They and the Sparrow brothers had known each other since childhood.
While Anna Maria chose to work for James Sparrow in the affairs of the plantation and at times onboard ship in the shipping business, Colette preferred exchanging sex for money in Port Royal. Currently Colette was spending a few days in jail. Jack could use her room.
Anna Maria had always been sweet on Adam but until tonight Adam steered clear. Adam's apparent lack of interest had nudged her into a disastrous attempt at romance with Jack. Despite the breakup the friendship endured even surviving Jack's constant desire for the physical aspect to continue.
Jack told her everything. He told her how much he loved his wife. How they met and made love, the baby, the weddings. He told her how it hurt when the baby died and how hard it was to see Sidi grieving. It was so hard to be there.
"You married a gypsy." she said amazed.
"Yes I did. A seventh daughter of a seventh daughter." He looked though the kitchen for something to drink and found wine. He looked for a glass.
Anna Maria's face went serious. "Jack do you know what da sevent daughter is?"
He nodded but his blank expression told her he hadn't a clue. He swayed an inch in front of her his eyes widened as he looked in hers.
"Dat wout be DA daughter after DA sixt one" he slurred.
He gave up on the glass deciding to drink from the bottle.
"Oh Jack" she sat down. "She be a healer an can talk to da dead."
Jack swallowed and wiped away the wine that was running down
his face and onto his shirt..
"well, actually luv" he swallowed and dropped himself next to her on the couch "she mostly yells at them." Anna Maria looked confused and concerned.
"She's not overly fond of them." Jack said trying to be reassuring his hands moving through the air to accentuate the thought while his hand still gripped the bottle.
Frustrated, Anna Maria continued. "A sevent' daughter of a sevent' daughter is special, magical"
He sat the bottle on the floor. "And fertile" he added as he started to play with her hair.
"Jack, be serious man. You don' know what you be gettin'' yourself into."
"I know what I WANT to be gettin' meself into" he said suddenly pushing her down on the couch pulling open her blouse. His mouth came down on hers but quickly found things inside her shirt more interesting. He held her arms above her head and fully dressed forced himself between her legs hips grinding. Anna Maria got angry. Her knee swung up. She knocked him painfully to the floor.
"Pig! Get out!" She slapped his face. He passed out.
When he woke up he realized he was still on Anna Marie's floor and that she was kicking him every time she walked past him. He sat up and gave her a sarcastic smile. His head was throbbing. She looked at him and turned away making it quite clear that she wasn't speaking to him.
"I'm sorry. I was drunk. I didn't mean it" he said trying to sound as cute and as charming as possible. He sat in a chair beside her at the table wondering if he'd get a cup of tea.
Anna Maria was livid. She waved her finger in his face. "Don' you evah cheat on you wife Jack Sparrow and don' you evah tink I be da woman who let you. You mind yourself man." she slapped his face again.
He rubbed his cheek. (I deserve that.)
"I promise, he pledged continuing the cutsie persona yet still struggling with the hangover, not to do it again if you give me a cup of tea." He exaggerated a smile.
She, further incensed by being mocked, slapped him again. He thought his head was going to explode.
Jack groveled and groveled and groveled some more. Anna Maria lightened a bit.
"You need to find your brothers" she growled.
When he finally understood that he had gone to far. He grabbed the wine bottle angrily.
"Are you insane?" she snapped.
"Hair of the dog luv." he snapped back viciously as he stumbled out of her place and started back to the hotel.
NEXT- A compass that doesn't point north.