This is a little short. But a lot happens. Lots of Will for all you Will-
lovers out there. . . and I'm writing as fast as I can! Please read and
review and I'll write even faster!
If you have anything that's not really a review, email me! Poisenivy666@yahoo.com. . . questions are really good to send here!
Theme of the day: old habits die hard! Thus the title of the chapter. . . it'll make even more sense later when I explain some more about the blue stuff. . .
So thanks for all this great positive reinforcement. . . if you want more review for me! ~big kissy face~
It's going to get heavy in reference to slashiness for a little while near the end. No flames or I will use them for humor in the plot line of my story!
Oh, coming up in future chapters: reference to Eddie Izzard! If you want to do some preresearch, look him up. He's a stand up comedian, has a website. But I'm building around some things that he said.don't worry.it'll make sense even if you don't look him up. Just not as much.
Xw0kenn0wX: I love you! Teehee. . . that must have been my favorite two reviews of all time! Thanks!
IheartWillTurner: this one's partially for you. . . though it was coming anyway (. Elizabeth's coming way into play soon. . . and I'm setting the stage.
Argentinean Beauty: ~stumbles back from surprise of the review~ wow. . . that was really nice! Surprised me. . . lol. Thanks!
IdentityCrisis: thanks for the rating thing. . . I must've made a mistake with it. Love ya!
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Everyone looked at each other.
The doorbell rang, this time. No one moved.
"Who would be ringing at this time of the day?" Venice asked. All their friends were in school, all the adults at work.
Damian shrugged. "Probably the UPS man. Go get it."
Venice frowned, but got up. Jack went with her. For some reason, no one was uncomfortable with the repeated ringings.
Venice peeked out the window next to the door to see a retreating figure with long blond hair. She opened the door. "Can I help you?"
The girl turned around.
It was Elizabeth Swann.
She ran up to the house. As Liz neared them, Venice realized with horror that she looked like she had been thrown in a blender. Her clothes were ripped up, hair messed and loosened from the preppy pony-tail she usually wore. She clutched a jacket to her chest and her arms were scraped up horribly.
"What in hell happened to you," Venice said, catching the collapsing girl.
Liz began to weep, and Jack stepped in, picking her up and bringing her inside. Venice closed the door quietly and yelled, "Damian!"
Damian walked in with a fresh bowl of Lucky Charms in his first hand and a spoon in the other. He nearly dropped them when he saw Liz, now on the couch, sobbing.
"Not again," he mumbled, distressed. He put the bowl on the end table and kneeled beside her. For a moment, he looked her over, then sharply looked to Will and said, "Will, get ice from the refridgerater, then paper towels and a large basin of water. Venice, go with him." He notice that Jack began to stand. "Not you Jack, you stay."
Jack frowned and stood, but instead of wandering out to the kitchen he walked over to Damian.
"Jack, what happened to her?"
Jack's face fell in confusion. "How the hell should I know? You aren't. . . accusing. . . ME. . . of. . . that?"
Damian shook his head. "Don't be ridiculous. You'd be out of here if I had any suspicion you did this. No, you just came back last night with the same kinds of cuts and bruises. What happened, Jack?"
Jack sighed. "I don't know."
~***~
Will and Venice moved around rapidly in the spacey kitchen. Will made up ice packs while Venice got paper towls and the water bowl. Venice's hands trembled, causing her long hoody sleeves to slip away from her wrists.
Will noticed this right away. And it didn't take much for him to see the blue markings again. Quickly he put the ice pack down and walked over to Venice, grabbing her wrist.
"What are they?" He demanded.
Venice tried to back away, but Will held her firmly. The struggle went on until Venice gave a final hard yank, tripping backwards and knocking over the bowl that wasn't yet filled with water.
It landed on the ground with a loud, echoing crash.
~***~
Damian scowled. He had intended to weedle an answer out of Jack, but a loud crash sounded from the kitchen, interrupting him.
Jack, on the other hand, was relieved. He stood up immediately to investigate.
Damian looked at Liz, said, "Stay put," Rather unnecessarily, and followed Jack.
In the kitchen Venice was in the corner, holding herself, and Will was at the table with his head in his hand. There was ceramic blue bits scattered on the linoleum floor.
Damian sighed. Jack walked over to Venice, who fell into his arms and cried.
Will stood and walked to Damian. "How is Liz?"
Damian scowled. "She's not going to be doing any better at this rate. What the hell happened HERE?" He gestured to the sharp bits on the floor.
Jack sneered at Damian, and said, "You whelp, can't you see there are more important things going on then a broken bowl?" He looked at Will. "What did you do?"
Will stepped back defensively at Jack's accusing glare. "Nothing! I didn't do. . . she just had something on her arm. I wanted to see, and she freaked."
Damian stepped further from Will. "You didn't."
Will stared, confused and angry. "Will someone tell me what the hell is going on?"
Everyone looked at Venice, who was still crying silently into Jack's chest. Jack stepped away. Will opened his mouth. "What are they, Venice."
She looked to Jack for protection, but he shook his head sadly. It was something she had to do on her own.
"A curse."
Damian suddenly remembered the girl still on the couch. "This is going to have to wait. Liz needs us now."
Venice slumped back down in the corner. Jack looked at her, sighed, and went out to sit with Liz.
~***~
Will finished putting everything together and took it out to Damian, who was waiting quietly and didn't notice him in the doorway. Venice stood and walked out of the kitchen with him, but ran upstairs.
Will looked at the three people in the living room. Jack was passed out, curled up like a cat on the chair. Damian sat and stroked Elizabeth's forehead, and the girl was halfway to a destination of unconsciousness.
Will couldn't help but be torn between the two people sitting there. Elizabeth. . . his old crush. Damian. . . his gay lover?
Maybe he was a little jealous as well. Jealous that Damian's attention was on Elizabeth. Jealous that every time her eyes opened, Liz looked at Damian. Will stood in the arch of a doorway, and his heart split.
Could someone love a guy and a girl at the same time?
Was Will even gay?
He shook his head. Maybe, maybe not. But old habits did die hard.
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Hope everyone likes! R AND R!!! I'll stay up all night Thursday if I have to write if you do!
Otherwise I'll be lazy and go to sleep. . . this is how much I love you guys! So review!
~runs away humming "kukubera sits in the old gum tree, eating all the gumdrops he can see." etc.~
If you have anything that's not really a review, email me! Poisenivy666@yahoo.com. . . questions are really good to send here!
Theme of the day: old habits die hard! Thus the title of the chapter. . . it'll make even more sense later when I explain some more about the blue stuff. . .
So thanks for all this great positive reinforcement. . . if you want more review for me! ~big kissy face~
It's going to get heavy in reference to slashiness for a little while near the end. No flames or I will use them for humor in the plot line of my story!
Oh, coming up in future chapters: reference to Eddie Izzard! If you want to do some preresearch, look him up. He's a stand up comedian, has a website. But I'm building around some things that he said.don't worry.it'll make sense even if you don't look him up. Just not as much.
Xw0kenn0wX: I love you! Teehee. . . that must have been my favorite two reviews of all time! Thanks!
IheartWillTurner: this one's partially for you. . . though it was coming anyway (. Elizabeth's coming way into play soon. . . and I'm setting the stage.
Argentinean Beauty: ~stumbles back from surprise of the review~ wow. . . that was really nice! Surprised me. . . lol. Thanks!
IdentityCrisis: thanks for the rating thing. . . I must've made a mistake with it. Love ya!
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Everyone looked at each other.
The doorbell rang, this time. No one moved.
"Who would be ringing at this time of the day?" Venice asked. All their friends were in school, all the adults at work.
Damian shrugged. "Probably the UPS man. Go get it."
Venice frowned, but got up. Jack went with her. For some reason, no one was uncomfortable with the repeated ringings.
Venice peeked out the window next to the door to see a retreating figure with long blond hair. She opened the door. "Can I help you?"
The girl turned around.
It was Elizabeth Swann.
She ran up to the house. As Liz neared them, Venice realized with horror that she looked like she had been thrown in a blender. Her clothes were ripped up, hair messed and loosened from the preppy pony-tail she usually wore. She clutched a jacket to her chest and her arms were scraped up horribly.
"What in hell happened to you," Venice said, catching the collapsing girl.
Liz began to weep, and Jack stepped in, picking her up and bringing her inside. Venice closed the door quietly and yelled, "Damian!"
Damian walked in with a fresh bowl of Lucky Charms in his first hand and a spoon in the other. He nearly dropped them when he saw Liz, now on the couch, sobbing.
"Not again," he mumbled, distressed. He put the bowl on the end table and kneeled beside her. For a moment, he looked her over, then sharply looked to Will and said, "Will, get ice from the refridgerater, then paper towels and a large basin of water. Venice, go with him." He notice that Jack began to stand. "Not you Jack, you stay."
Jack frowned and stood, but instead of wandering out to the kitchen he walked over to Damian.
"Jack, what happened to her?"
Jack's face fell in confusion. "How the hell should I know? You aren't. . . accusing. . . ME. . . of. . . that?"
Damian shook his head. "Don't be ridiculous. You'd be out of here if I had any suspicion you did this. No, you just came back last night with the same kinds of cuts and bruises. What happened, Jack?"
Jack sighed. "I don't know."
~***~
Will and Venice moved around rapidly in the spacey kitchen. Will made up ice packs while Venice got paper towls and the water bowl. Venice's hands trembled, causing her long hoody sleeves to slip away from her wrists.
Will noticed this right away. And it didn't take much for him to see the blue markings again. Quickly he put the ice pack down and walked over to Venice, grabbing her wrist.
"What are they?" He demanded.
Venice tried to back away, but Will held her firmly. The struggle went on until Venice gave a final hard yank, tripping backwards and knocking over the bowl that wasn't yet filled with water.
It landed on the ground with a loud, echoing crash.
~***~
Damian scowled. He had intended to weedle an answer out of Jack, but a loud crash sounded from the kitchen, interrupting him.
Jack, on the other hand, was relieved. He stood up immediately to investigate.
Damian looked at Liz, said, "Stay put," Rather unnecessarily, and followed Jack.
In the kitchen Venice was in the corner, holding herself, and Will was at the table with his head in his hand. There was ceramic blue bits scattered on the linoleum floor.
Damian sighed. Jack walked over to Venice, who fell into his arms and cried.
Will stood and walked to Damian. "How is Liz?"
Damian scowled. "She's not going to be doing any better at this rate. What the hell happened HERE?" He gestured to the sharp bits on the floor.
Jack sneered at Damian, and said, "You whelp, can't you see there are more important things going on then a broken bowl?" He looked at Will. "What did you do?"
Will stepped back defensively at Jack's accusing glare. "Nothing! I didn't do. . . she just had something on her arm. I wanted to see, and she freaked."
Damian stepped further from Will. "You didn't."
Will stared, confused and angry. "Will someone tell me what the hell is going on?"
Everyone looked at Venice, who was still crying silently into Jack's chest. Jack stepped away. Will opened his mouth. "What are they, Venice."
She looked to Jack for protection, but he shook his head sadly. It was something she had to do on her own.
"A curse."
Damian suddenly remembered the girl still on the couch. "This is going to have to wait. Liz needs us now."
Venice slumped back down in the corner. Jack looked at her, sighed, and went out to sit with Liz.
~***~
Will finished putting everything together and took it out to Damian, who was waiting quietly and didn't notice him in the doorway. Venice stood and walked out of the kitchen with him, but ran upstairs.
Will looked at the three people in the living room. Jack was passed out, curled up like a cat on the chair. Damian sat and stroked Elizabeth's forehead, and the girl was halfway to a destination of unconsciousness.
Will couldn't help but be torn between the two people sitting there. Elizabeth. . . his old crush. Damian. . . his gay lover?
Maybe he was a little jealous as well. Jealous that Damian's attention was on Elizabeth. Jealous that every time her eyes opened, Liz looked at Damian. Will stood in the arch of a doorway, and his heart split.
Could someone love a guy and a girl at the same time?
Was Will even gay?
He shook his head. Maybe, maybe not. But old habits did die hard.
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Hope everyone likes! R AND R!!! I'll stay up all night Thursday if I have to write if you do!
Otherwise I'll be lazy and go to sleep. . . this is how much I love you guys! So review!
~runs away humming "kukubera sits in the old gum tree, eating all the gumdrops he can see." etc.~
