We've been on the ship for three weeks now. We stop every once in a while,
but nowhere is safe. Jack thinks we might even have to leave the Caribbean.
I don't think I can do that.
Seth and I have become good friends over the past fortnight. He's really
nice to me and he's there when no one else feels like talking.
I know this may seem strange, but I don't want to stay here anymore. The
Pearl is a great ship and the crew is better than anything I could have
asked for, but it's not the same. I can't go where the wind wills. I can't
follow the water's path. It's not the same as it used to be.
It's been a month and I just can't stand it anymore. I'm leaving. Right now. It's probably around 1 in the morning. Seth and I are on watch. I'm not sure why though. No one can catch us. Anyways, I'm going to steal one of the lifeboats and make my way to one of the local islands and see if I can get a lift to Tortuga. I know I can find someone there who feels the way I do. I creep over to the boats and am about to climb in when I hear a board creak. "Drika?" I sighed. Seth. "Drika, what are you doing?" I turn to face him. "Seth, I can't stay here. Will is like a brother to me, making Elizabeth my sister. I want to be there for them, but this is even worse than being back home." He looked at me oddly. "Seth, I don't know if you can understand this, but the sea. . . it calls to me. I want to sail the waters the way they were meant to be sailed. No destination, no compass. Just going where ever the wind decides to take you." He looked away. "I have to go, Seth. I'm sorry." I turn away and start to climb into the boat. "Please . . . don't leave me, Drika." I stop what I'm doing and turn around. "Seth . . . what aren't you telling me?" "I . . ." He paused. I take a step closer to him. "Seth, what's bothering you?" "Drika . . . I think I love you." I gasped as he kissed me. I was totally unprepared for it. We broke apart. "Please. Don't leave me." he repeated. I looked up at him and I felt I couldn't say anything. I thought for a moment. Then it came to me. "Come with me." "Wha?" "Come with me," I said, taking his hand. "Drika . . . how-?" I put my hand over his lips, cutting him off. "Let's just go. Right now. Ask questions later." He smiled slightly. He doesn't smile very often, but I love it when he does. And right now . . . he looks so . . . happy. He nodded slightly and I pulled him towards the boat.
I woke up the next morning on the bottom of the small boat. Seth was lying next to me. It was not very comfortable. The little sail was flapping in the wind. I sat up and was immediately pushed back down by its force. The sound of me hitting the wood woke Seth. "Huh? Wha happened?" he asked, still half asleep. "Nothing, Seth. The wind is strong, is all." He nodded and rolled back over, falling instantly asleep.
A few days later, I was brought suddenly out of sleep by the boat stopping without warning. I sat up and saw that we had reached an island. I looked around, and I saw it. I shook Seth gently. "Seth, Seth! Wake up!" I hissed. "What is it?" he asked, sitting up. "Look! Over there!" "What?!" I pointed. "Uh-oh." he muttered. There coming towards us were Jack Sparrow and Will and Elizabeth Turner.
It's been a month and I just can't stand it anymore. I'm leaving. Right now. It's probably around 1 in the morning. Seth and I are on watch. I'm not sure why though. No one can catch us. Anyways, I'm going to steal one of the lifeboats and make my way to one of the local islands and see if I can get a lift to Tortuga. I know I can find someone there who feels the way I do. I creep over to the boats and am about to climb in when I hear a board creak. "Drika?" I sighed. Seth. "Drika, what are you doing?" I turn to face him. "Seth, I can't stay here. Will is like a brother to me, making Elizabeth my sister. I want to be there for them, but this is even worse than being back home." He looked at me oddly. "Seth, I don't know if you can understand this, but the sea. . . it calls to me. I want to sail the waters the way they were meant to be sailed. No destination, no compass. Just going where ever the wind decides to take you." He looked away. "I have to go, Seth. I'm sorry." I turn away and start to climb into the boat. "Please . . . don't leave me, Drika." I stop what I'm doing and turn around. "Seth . . . what aren't you telling me?" "I . . ." He paused. I take a step closer to him. "Seth, what's bothering you?" "Drika . . . I think I love you." I gasped as he kissed me. I was totally unprepared for it. We broke apart. "Please. Don't leave me." he repeated. I looked up at him and I felt I couldn't say anything. I thought for a moment. Then it came to me. "Come with me." "Wha?" "Come with me," I said, taking his hand. "Drika . . . how-?" I put my hand over his lips, cutting him off. "Let's just go. Right now. Ask questions later." He smiled slightly. He doesn't smile very often, but I love it when he does. And right now . . . he looks so . . . happy. He nodded slightly and I pulled him towards the boat.
I woke up the next morning on the bottom of the small boat. Seth was lying next to me. It was not very comfortable. The little sail was flapping in the wind. I sat up and was immediately pushed back down by its force. The sound of me hitting the wood woke Seth. "Huh? Wha happened?" he asked, still half asleep. "Nothing, Seth. The wind is strong, is all." He nodded and rolled back over, falling instantly asleep.
A few days later, I was brought suddenly out of sleep by the boat stopping without warning. I sat up and saw that we had reached an island. I looked around, and I saw it. I shook Seth gently. "Seth, Seth! Wake up!" I hissed. "What is it?" he asked, sitting up. "Look! Over there!" "What?!" I pointed. "Uh-oh." he muttered. There coming towards us were Jack Sparrow and Will and Elizabeth Turner.