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Title: Crossing Blades
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"Gwyneth, I have never killed a women before, and I am not afraid to either."
Gwyneth had never been so scared in her life. He really would kill her. His face was expressionless.
"Jack, please don't hurt me."
"I wouldn't hurt you," he said.
"You wouldn't?" she asked.
"NO." And with that everything went black for Gwyneth. A few hours later Gwyneth opened her eyes. She was lying on a bed and her head ached. Oh that helped.
"Gwyneth," she heard a ruff but soft voice call her name. She felt her fingers. They were stone cold. "Gwyneth?" it was Jack.
"What do want?" she moaned.
"Are you hungry? I brought you some dinner," he asked softly.
"I won't do anything until you stop screaming." He laughed at this, knowing the feeling; whenever he got too drunk in the morning he always felt the same.
Gwyneth felt the back of her head. There was a huge lump growing. Was she hit or something?
"You knocked me out, didn't you?" she demanded.
"I had too."
"Why do you want me on your ship anyway?" she asked looking around his large captain's cabin.
"You let me out of the jail, it was too risky to just let you walk around telling everyone how you helped a pirate," Jack said. She knew this was a lie, but she'd go with it because he was so well rehearsed.
"Even if you had to knock me out you had better have something to soothe my head," she said. Jack gave her a piece of raw meat. She was used to raw meat, for she would often get in fights with boys.
"You're lucky I was there to save your graceless ass. And you're also lucky I'm a girl because if a I were a boy you'd probably be dead," Gwyneth stood up but her head spun so badly she had to sit back down again. She looked at Jack. His shoulder had been repaired.
"I am in your debt," he smiled.
"Sorry about your shoulder, I tried to get away without killing you," she apologized.
"Forget about it, I've had worse," he responded calmly as he rubbed his shoulder, he had been a little rough with her.
"Where's that food you mentioned? I haven't eaten since yest-I mean this morning," she almost said the word yesterday. Jack noticed.
"What do you mean you haven't eaten since yesterday?" he asked.
"I meant to say this morning," she said fiddling with her fingers. Jack seemed to have gone with this and gave her a plate of-well who knows and who wants to know. She gulfed it down. She knew it was unladylike but so was kissing pirates. But he kissed her. Would that mean she kissed him or he kissed her? Because she returned that kiss. Or had had he come back for more? She didn't understand any of this kissing stuff, it was all too complicated.
"Were you hunger Gwyneth?" Jack raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, call me Gwen."
"You're avoiding my question, Gwen."
"Why does it matter if I was hungry or not?" she asked, she knew he was prying.
"I don't know, did you~" Jack was interrupted.
"You're prying into my personal life, Captain."
"I like to know what's going on with my goddaughter's life," Jack said.
"Did you say, goddaughter?" she asked eyes wide.
"I persuaded your father, he thought I was perfect. When you were a tot I was the only one who could settle you down, love," Jack said putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Don't push it, Captain," Gwen said captain with disgust.
"It sounds like you hate me," he laughed.
"You think?"
"No. I just think you're shy," Jack accused.
"Yes, and I'm the queen of Spain." She threw the piece of raw meat at him. It landed square on his chest.
"Oh yes, why do you wear breeches and a shirt under your dress?" he asked.
"You have no business looking under there!" she yelled not so loud as a normal yell, and she stood up offensively, head not spinning so much anymore. He obviously wasn't listening.
"Can people learn to kiss right?"
Sorry the chapter's so short. I promise next one will be longer. I'm not going to torture you into reviewing.
