Chapter Eleven: King Capulet
After sobbing for what seemed to be an hour, I head someone knocking at my door. I didn't want to see anyone, especially not my father, General Howard, or any soldier. ~Well, not everyone, I want to see Jack.~ Feeling particularly nasty and rude, I grabbed one of my pillows and hurled it at the door.
"Get the hell away from me!" I shrieked. I didn't care if I would be disowned or beaten, even if my father wasn't the type of person to do that.
"M-m-miss?" Rebecca, the timorous maid, stuttered. My father had her make sure that I didn't leave my dorm without his knowledge or consent. He didn't want me to leave him again. "I-I have your d-dinner. M-may I come in?" Feeling slightly hungry, I let her in. She tentatively put the plate on my bedside table and quickly walked out. I closed the door behind her and locked it. I walked over to my table and stared at my food. I kneeled down and picked up my fork. I took a couple bites of the green beans. They were hot and fresh, unlike the food on the Black Pearl. ~I don't care how good it tastes. I'd much rather eat disgusting and cold meals with Jack.~ I was given a superfluous amount of food. Apparently my father felt that I wasn't fed well enough on the pirate ship. I placed the utensil back down. I had gotten an idea. I pushed the dresser in front of my door. I tied all of my bed sheets and some of my dresses into a long rope. I hurried to the window. I saw the soldiers keeping watch in the courtyard. Thinking quickly, I grabbed the heaviest object I could find and chucked it as far as I could to the right. It landed with a definitely audible crash. The soldiers immediately left to see what had happened. I climbed out the window with the dinner I was given. I quietly landed on the ground two stories below my window. I pulled down the elongated rope and ran away. I scurried to the main part of town. I must have looked very strange indeed. I was carrying a bag of warm food and a huge bundle of expensive bed sheets and quilts. I noticed the curious expressions I received. ~I have to get rid of all this. I'm drawing too much attention to myself.~ Thinking quickly, I rushed to the docks and threw the blankets into the sea. I felt guilty about wasting such fine and luxurious bed sheets, but I knew that my father could afford anything without any problems. I had never been to the Port Royale jail before, or any other prison for that matter. Luckily, it wasn't hard to find. It stuck out like a red flower amongst a sea of white daisies. Sneaking into the jail was easy enough. One of the cells had an enormous hole, probably from an attack or explosion of some kind. I easily crept in. All of the cells were eerily vacant except for the one left to the cell I was in. Jack was sleeping almost soundly on the floor. I smiled. ~He's so cute.~ I bent down close to the bars separating our cells. "Jack?" I reached as far as I could and tapped his shoulder. He didn't budge. "Jack, it's me, Emily. Jack? Wake up Jack." Impatiently, I grabbed a tiny rock and lightly tossed it at Jack. It bounced off his chin, and he stirred. "Jack?" He slowly lifted his head. His eyes brightened suddenly when he saw me. "Emily!" He exclaimed hoarsely. "What are ye doing here?" He crawled over to the bars separating our cells. He gave me a passionate kiss. I could feel the stone cold bars on my cheeks. We broke away. He put his strong hand on my cheek and stroked it with his thumb. I smiled and closed my eyes. I reached back and seized my sack. "Are you hungry? I brought food." He nodded and I split the food evenly between us. We talked, ate, and had a few laughs. It was just like how it was back on the Pearl, except for the prison bars. For the first time in weeks, I was happy again. I looked outside and observed the dark skies. It was getting very late. Feeling suddenly drowsy, I lay down as close to Jack as possible. Jack reached out his hand and ran his fingers through my hair. The last thing I saw was Jack's exhausted smile, before drifting into unconsciousness.
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I slowly awoke the next morning. Next to me, Jack was quietly snoring. His hand was still on my cheek. I brought it to my lips and kissed it gently. I didn't want to wake Jack, so I watched him sleep peacefully. WHAM! The sound of the door slam pierced my eardrums and sharpened my senses. ~Why do people always ruin our moments like this?~ I ran outside through the hole and stood out there, keeping a vigil eye. I expected a soldier to walk in, but, to my great surprise, it was Davis. "Emily? Are you in here? Everyone is worried sick about you. Emily?" He continued to call out my name. ~I'm not answering, you loser. Why don't you give up?~ Davis stopped at Jack's cell and turned to face Jack and sneered at him. Jack glared back. "Ye must be Davis Punnings. Emily told me about ye." Jack stated. "Yes, I am. And you must be the filthy pirate, Jack Sparrow, that seduced Emily. Tell me, how did you do it? Davis continued to scoff. "That's Captain Jack Sparrow, and I would ne'er do anything ter Emily," Jack replied coolly "I love 'er, much more than ye can imagine." ~Aww, that's so sweet!~ Davis's smile widened further. "That is too bad for you. Once you are hung, I will marry Elizabeth. I am her father's favorite suitor. He would want me to marry her." Jack laughed. "She would ne'er marry ye. I know 'er better than anyone. She has ne'er liked ye." "That may be true, but she is female and doesn't have a choice." ~If that is how you feel about women, it's no wonder why you are single.~ Jack angrily threw his fists through the bars in my defense. Davis easily stepped back to dodge the attack. He started to turn to leave, but then paused, and turned back around. "Now that I think of it, this is kind of like Romeo and Juliet. Except that Romeo, that's you, is going to be condemned, and Paris, that's me, is going to marry Juliet, that's Emily. Once I marry Juliet, I will become King Capulet." Davis explained. Jack snorted in amusement. "Are ye sure ye got the story right?" He chortled. I tried to hold my laughter as well. ~How can someone be King Capulet? I've seen Romeo and Juliet a few times, and the Capulets were just a rich family. I'll bet my life that Davis doesn't even know the story that well.~ "How would you know?" Davis growled irately. "I've more likely seen it than you, you filthy, repulsive, penniless, ineffectual scoundrel!" I was absolutely livid. I wanted to take Jack's sword and put it through Davis's throat. Jack spat at Davis. Davis's lip curled menacingly. "I hope you know that no one will miss you once you die, you vile rat. After Emily marries me, I'll make sure she doesn't even remember you. Enjoy the last few hours of your miserable life!" I was in shock. ~That was such a horrible thing to say! I'll never marry you, nor will I forget Jack!~ I scrambled back into the prison cell and comforted Jack as soon as he left. I grabbed his hand, and I never wanted to let go. "I don't want them to hang you. I'll find some way to get you out, you'll see. Forget about Davis. I'll never marry him, nor will I ever forget you. I love you." "I love ye too, Emily." I pressed my lips against his. I didn't care how painful it was to be pushing my head through those damn bars, as long as I could hold on to Jack During our kiss, Norrington stepped out of the shadows. Apparently, he had been eavesdropping, and heard the dispute between Jack and Davis, for he seemed to be stupefied over the whole ordeal. He cleared his throat. "Princess Emily, everyone is looking for you. Your father is very worried. Come along, lets go." I refused. Before he could reply, another soldier burst in the jail. He looked horrified and saddened. "Commodore, the King has passed on. The thought of losing Emily again was too much for him to bear."
After sobbing for what seemed to be an hour, I head someone knocking at my door. I didn't want to see anyone, especially not my father, General Howard, or any soldier. ~Well, not everyone, I want to see Jack.~ Feeling particularly nasty and rude, I grabbed one of my pillows and hurled it at the door.
"Get the hell away from me!" I shrieked. I didn't care if I would be disowned or beaten, even if my father wasn't the type of person to do that.
"M-m-miss?" Rebecca, the timorous maid, stuttered. My father had her make sure that I didn't leave my dorm without his knowledge or consent. He didn't want me to leave him again. "I-I have your d-dinner. M-may I come in?" Feeling slightly hungry, I let her in. She tentatively put the plate on my bedside table and quickly walked out. I closed the door behind her and locked it. I walked over to my table and stared at my food. I kneeled down and picked up my fork. I took a couple bites of the green beans. They were hot and fresh, unlike the food on the Black Pearl. ~I don't care how good it tastes. I'd much rather eat disgusting and cold meals with Jack.~ I was given a superfluous amount of food. Apparently my father felt that I wasn't fed well enough on the pirate ship. I placed the utensil back down. I had gotten an idea. I pushed the dresser in front of my door. I tied all of my bed sheets and some of my dresses into a long rope. I hurried to the window. I saw the soldiers keeping watch in the courtyard. Thinking quickly, I grabbed the heaviest object I could find and chucked it as far as I could to the right. It landed with a definitely audible crash. The soldiers immediately left to see what had happened. I climbed out the window with the dinner I was given. I quietly landed on the ground two stories below my window. I pulled down the elongated rope and ran away. I scurried to the main part of town. I must have looked very strange indeed. I was carrying a bag of warm food and a huge bundle of expensive bed sheets and quilts. I noticed the curious expressions I received. ~I have to get rid of all this. I'm drawing too much attention to myself.~ Thinking quickly, I rushed to the docks and threw the blankets into the sea. I felt guilty about wasting such fine and luxurious bed sheets, but I knew that my father could afford anything without any problems. I had never been to the Port Royale jail before, or any other prison for that matter. Luckily, it wasn't hard to find. It stuck out like a red flower amongst a sea of white daisies. Sneaking into the jail was easy enough. One of the cells had an enormous hole, probably from an attack or explosion of some kind. I easily crept in. All of the cells were eerily vacant except for the one left to the cell I was in. Jack was sleeping almost soundly on the floor. I smiled. ~He's so cute.~ I bent down close to the bars separating our cells. "Jack?" I reached as far as I could and tapped his shoulder. He didn't budge. "Jack, it's me, Emily. Jack? Wake up Jack." Impatiently, I grabbed a tiny rock and lightly tossed it at Jack. It bounced off his chin, and he stirred. "Jack?" He slowly lifted his head. His eyes brightened suddenly when he saw me. "Emily!" He exclaimed hoarsely. "What are ye doing here?" He crawled over to the bars separating our cells. He gave me a passionate kiss. I could feel the stone cold bars on my cheeks. We broke away. He put his strong hand on my cheek and stroked it with his thumb. I smiled and closed my eyes. I reached back and seized my sack. "Are you hungry? I brought food." He nodded and I split the food evenly between us. We talked, ate, and had a few laughs. It was just like how it was back on the Pearl, except for the prison bars. For the first time in weeks, I was happy again. I looked outside and observed the dark skies. It was getting very late. Feeling suddenly drowsy, I lay down as close to Jack as possible. Jack reached out his hand and ran his fingers through my hair. The last thing I saw was Jack's exhausted smile, before drifting into unconsciousness.
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I slowly awoke the next morning. Next to me, Jack was quietly snoring. His hand was still on my cheek. I brought it to my lips and kissed it gently. I didn't want to wake Jack, so I watched him sleep peacefully. WHAM! The sound of the door slam pierced my eardrums and sharpened my senses. ~Why do people always ruin our moments like this?~ I ran outside through the hole and stood out there, keeping a vigil eye. I expected a soldier to walk in, but, to my great surprise, it was Davis. "Emily? Are you in here? Everyone is worried sick about you. Emily?" He continued to call out my name. ~I'm not answering, you loser. Why don't you give up?~ Davis stopped at Jack's cell and turned to face Jack and sneered at him. Jack glared back. "Ye must be Davis Punnings. Emily told me about ye." Jack stated. "Yes, I am. And you must be the filthy pirate, Jack Sparrow, that seduced Emily. Tell me, how did you do it? Davis continued to scoff. "That's Captain Jack Sparrow, and I would ne'er do anything ter Emily," Jack replied coolly "I love 'er, much more than ye can imagine." ~Aww, that's so sweet!~ Davis's smile widened further. "That is too bad for you. Once you are hung, I will marry Elizabeth. I am her father's favorite suitor. He would want me to marry her." Jack laughed. "She would ne'er marry ye. I know 'er better than anyone. She has ne'er liked ye." "That may be true, but she is female and doesn't have a choice." ~If that is how you feel about women, it's no wonder why you are single.~ Jack angrily threw his fists through the bars in my defense. Davis easily stepped back to dodge the attack. He started to turn to leave, but then paused, and turned back around. "Now that I think of it, this is kind of like Romeo and Juliet. Except that Romeo, that's you, is going to be condemned, and Paris, that's me, is going to marry Juliet, that's Emily. Once I marry Juliet, I will become King Capulet." Davis explained. Jack snorted in amusement. "Are ye sure ye got the story right?" He chortled. I tried to hold my laughter as well. ~How can someone be King Capulet? I've seen Romeo and Juliet a few times, and the Capulets were just a rich family. I'll bet my life that Davis doesn't even know the story that well.~ "How would you know?" Davis growled irately. "I've more likely seen it than you, you filthy, repulsive, penniless, ineffectual scoundrel!" I was absolutely livid. I wanted to take Jack's sword and put it through Davis's throat. Jack spat at Davis. Davis's lip curled menacingly. "I hope you know that no one will miss you once you die, you vile rat. After Emily marries me, I'll make sure she doesn't even remember you. Enjoy the last few hours of your miserable life!" I was in shock. ~That was such a horrible thing to say! I'll never marry you, nor will I forget Jack!~ I scrambled back into the prison cell and comforted Jack as soon as he left. I grabbed his hand, and I never wanted to let go. "I don't want them to hang you. I'll find some way to get you out, you'll see. Forget about Davis. I'll never marry him, nor will I ever forget you. I love you." "I love ye too, Emily." I pressed my lips against his. I didn't care how painful it was to be pushing my head through those damn bars, as long as I could hold on to Jack During our kiss, Norrington stepped out of the shadows. Apparently, he had been eavesdropping, and heard the dispute between Jack and Davis, for he seemed to be stupefied over the whole ordeal. He cleared his throat. "Princess Emily, everyone is looking for you. Your father is very worried. Come along, lets go." I refused. Before he could reply, another soldier burst in the jail. He looked horrified and saddened. "Commodore, the King has passed on. The thought of losing Emily again was too much for him to bear."