Authors Note: I own nothing except Jessica and everything else you don't recognize. I LUV JOHNNY DEPP! Too bad he's married with 2 kids and a wife. I don't know if I'm going to continue this story. Review and tell me if I should. If you have nothing nice 2 say about the story, don't say it because I will simply ignore you.
P.S. If you have a better title, ideas are welcome.
"Where is that girl?" Scarlet thought to herself, running through the house. She was an old woman now, having quit being a whore when her daughter was born. "I swear if she snuck out for rum again…"
Scarlet's thoughts were interrupted when she heard the front door slam. She rushed to the front of the house to meet her daughter.
"Jessica! Where have you been?" Scarlet yelled waving her hands at her 18 year old daughter.
"Just out…and don't call me Jessica." The girl said with a wave of her hand.
Jessica was quite beautiful for her age. Her dark brown curls cascaded down her back and her eyes were so dark her pupils seemed to disappear. She looked nothing like her mother. She wasn't tall at all, but she was very animated. She was stubborn and went to any lengths to get her own way.
"I will call you whatever I please. I'm your mother. Now tell me where you were." Scarlet said, resisting her urge to slap the girl. It was a bad habit of hers.
"I just did." Jessica smiled. "I was out. And now I'm tired so if you don't mind, I'm going to sleep."
"You were out getting rum weren't you?" Scarlet pointed an accusing finger at her daughter.
"I'm of age, and what do you care? You introduced me to it." Jessica said impatiently. She had only had one bottle, but she was drunk enough to be exhausted.
"Fine. But don't sneak out ever again. Please Jessie?" Scarlet pleaded.
"Why are you so worried?" Jessica asked. Her mother never got worried, not even if she snuck out.
"I heard that a pirate ship was seen not too far from here." Scarlet said, wringing her hands in worry.
"Mother really, its Tortuga, what else do you expect." Jessica rolled her eyes. She didn't understand why her mother was so worried. Tortuga was a pirate paradise, and her mom knew that. Especially having slept with many of the pirates who came here.
"I don't want you near that harbor." Scarlet said sternly. Her daughter had acquired an obsession with pirates over the years. "It's your own fault." Scarlet told herself. "Telling her the tales of the Black Pearl and its captain". Scarlet knew the adventures well, having slept with Captain Jack Sparrow on more than several occasions.
"Ugh." Jessica said and walked down the hall into her room. The house wasn't big, it was only an apartment above a bar that Scarlet's father owned, but it was enough for the two of them. Jessica loved her room. She had collected many pirate knick knacks and they were scattered around her room on various shelves. One entire wall was covered in swords of different sizes and shapes. Jessica flopped onto her bed.
"Why does she constantly have to butt in?" Jessica asked herself out loud, playing with a pistol she had found only yesterday. It would be a good idea to go to the harbor. Jessica had dreamed all her life of seeing a pirate ship and meeting a pirate. But it wasn't just any pirate ship she wanted to see. She wanted to see the Black Pearl. Even more she wanted to meet the captain, Jack Sparrow. She wanted freedom. To get away from this godforsaken island that was Tortuga.
Her thoughts were cut in half when she heard gunshots and screams outside her window.