Chapter Two- Nighttime secrets
That very same night you are to dine with Jack in his quarters. An hour beforehand, a female pirate named Ana Maria comes into your cabin.
"Excuse me miss, but I have something for you."
You turn from the window and sigh.
"Yes?"
"Captain Jack thought that you might feel much better wearing this. Since you are dirty and your other dress is torn an' all."
Dirty might have been going a little far, but all the same, the gesture was nice.
"Would you need help puttin' it on miss?"
"No. It's fine. Thank you."
Ana hands you the dress and backs out closing the doors with a slight snap. You look at the dress and wonder who the previous owner must have been. She had good taste. The dress was white with light blue and purple flowers scattered about it. You quickly gaze around the room making sure no one is peeking a glance, then drop your other dress to the floor. A cold breeze hits your naked body, and you shiver as you slip on the dress. It is a perfect fit.
"Mirror…"
You search around for a mirror and find one hanging on a closet. Carefully, you tie up the breast laces and flip your long blond hair out that is tucked inside the back.
"Not bad…"
"I think you look ravishing love."
Your eyes widen as you spin around, coming face to face with Jack. Your face feels hot and you know you are blushing.
"Don't worry love, I didn't see anything… yet."
Relieved you calmly smile at him. He holds out his hand and you take it. You both walk down to the familiar dining room, but this time it looks much different. A dozen candles are lit and the table is laden with many different kinds of food. Jack sits you down and then takes a seat across from you. A fatherly looking pirate sets down a plate, fork, knife, spoon, and a glass in front of you. Jack waves him out and you are finally alone together. You feel foolish for some reason, and slowly cut up the chicken let on your plate. Jack, being a pirate, digs in and is halfway done before you get a piece of food in your mouth.
"Wine love?"
You hold out your glass and he fills it to the top. You take a drink and place it back on the table. Half an hour later, you are done eating, though you have only had a glass of wine and a bite of chicken. Jack watches you as you set down your fork and then lets out a laugh.
"What?"
"Do you fancy ladies always only eat a bit? No wonder you're so small love."
"Well, we must keep our figure."
At this comment Jack stares you up and down and then licks his lips. He then scoots his chair next to yours.
"So, love, what your story?"
"My- my story? I don't get what you mean?"
"How did you come to be on a ship sailing to the Caribbean. Isn't London good enough?"
"Why do you ask Captain?"
"Call me Jack."
"Jack?"
"I knew a girl like yourself. Met a while back. All fancy just like you."
"We just got tired of it is all."
"Ah."
Jack didn't look convinced, but refused to ask another question or press the matter further. You tired, slouch in your chair.
"Who was this girl you met?"
"Think her name was… Elizabeth. Not sure anymore."
"Elizabeth? Elizabeth Swann? The one who married a pirate?"
Jack who had just taken a bite of apple, spit it out.
"You know here love?"
"She's my cousin. My father is her uncle."
"Shit."
"You! I remember you now. Jack Sparrow the pirate."
Disgusted you bolt upright and begin walking out of the room. How could a person like Jack Sparrow be putting the moves on you? After everything you've heard from Elizabeth about him.
"Love! Wait!"
Jack runs to you and pulls you toward him.
"No! You can't even imagine the things I've been told about you Jack Sparrow."
"I knew she was bad from the beginning! Look, nothing she told you was real."
"How would you know?"
You yank away from him and stomp to your cabin slamming the doors in his face. He opens the doors as you are just about to drop the dress.
"Nothing happened between Elizabeth and I."
"How do you know that's what I'm talking about? I don't care if anything happened between you two or not."
"Then what? I'm a good guy! Really I am."
You pin your body up against his and look him straight in the eyes.
"Are you really Jack?"
"I-I…"
He seems lost for words and without warning he plants his lips on yours. They taste of wine and rum mixed together. You free your lips from his, breathing heavily.
"How dare you!"
"Sorry love. Couldn't resist."
Before you can stop you slap him hard on the face.
"Just leave."
He, not wanting to be slapped again, retreats, as you fall to the floor in tears.