Thanks for the review! I've been having some serious paragraph-structure-
mental-blankness going on. I know I have to enter when someone starts
talking, but...I haven't written stories like this in forever! So bear with
me and I'll try to get it right one of these days. Oh! And I also found at
that the 'sail-thingy' is called a 'boom.' Maybe I should change that. And
the correct word is 'breeches.' I'm so dumb sometimes. Anyways, keep
reviewing and I'll keep writing.
In this chapter: true feelings come out!
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Will didn't know what to do when Felicity took his hand and clasped it in her own as they followed Jack in Tortuga. Sure, he didn't mind, but what did it mean? Women, especially Felicity, are so hard to read. He looked at her, but she only smiled, saying nothing and everything at the same time. He loved her smile-it made him feel safe inside, even when they were walking through a dark, unknown town with thieves and prostitutes were lurking in the shadows.
'What am I thinking!? She's the governor's daughter, and I am a humble blacksmith. How could she ever love me? ...But Felicity's different. She wouldn't care. Would she?' Will's conscience argued with itself. 'I can't create any more problems for her; she has enough difficulties with her father as it is. I just have to....end these feelings for her, as much as I hate to do so...'
Felicity loved holding Will's hand. It was soft and warm, but rough and leathery at the same time. After all, he was a blacksmith.
'A blacksmith - now there's a man who isn't afraid to get dirty. Hard- working, strong, committed, caring, in other words, Will...' thought Felicity. She caught herself thinking of Will a lot lately. Felicity was never one to hide her feelings; she was rather outspoken. She knew she would have to tell Will how she felt, but now was not the time.
Jack led them into a dark and musty tavern. Felicity had been so out of it from lack of sleep, she didn't even notice the other man that had been walking with them. Jack and that other pirate sat down at a table, talking in low voices, constantly glancing at Felicity and Will.
"Why do they keep looking at us?" Felicity asked Will.
"He's up to something, I know it."
"Well it just better not involve us," said Felicity as she yawned, "And if I don't get to sleep soon, I am going to collapse."
Suddenly Jack and Mystery Pirate slammed their mugs on the table and stood up. Jack left for a moment but came back with two large keys.
"This is fer yer room upstairs. Felicity, you can stay with Will. Me 'n ol' Gibbs here will bunk up for the night. Tomorrow morning be at the dock at 6 o'clock sharp. If yer (A/N: ARE YOU HAPPY NOW JENNI! She made a huge deal of the 'ur' instead of 'yer.' ALRIGHT I FIXED IT! On with the story.) not there, we'll leave wiffout you." Gibbs grunted and elbowed Jack in the back.
"Er, uh, Jus' be there."
Jack leaned towards Felicity and whispered to her, "If yer getting' lonely, jus' come on down ter me room, an' I'll show you a good time." Felicity responded to Jack's crude remark with a slap.
"I will not be your prostitute. It's not my fault you couldn't steal enough to afford more than two rooms," replied Felicity haughtily.
She and Will pushed their way past Jack and Gibbs, and went up to their room. She collapsed on the closest bed as Will looked out the window. Felicity then sat up and looked around the musty room.
"Isn't this ever so lovely," she said sarcastically, staring at the disgusting excuse of a room she was in.
"I bet this is considered extravagant to pirates," Will said.
'Dirty, grimy, moldy, cramped – just how I imagined it. At least there are two beds. That would have been awkward otherwise,' Felicity thought. Then it hit her. 'I'm alone with Will. Now's my chance...' She suddenly wasn't so tired anymore.
"What? Oh, right," she replied in a daze.
'I can't do this now. It's harder than I thought! I can't just tell someone out of the blue that I love him...The timing has to be right. But I have to tell him soon. It's not fair to Will if I don't...Come on Felicity, be strong,' she told herself, a million feelings racing through her mind.
"Felicity, are you alright? Maybe you should sleep now," said Will, concerned.
"No, thanks. I'm ok," she replied as she got up and stood next to Will.
'...Just in love...' Felicity added to herself.
They stared in silence at the starlit sky and listened to the waves crashing onto the shore. Felicity turned to Will and broke the silence.
"Will, I just wanted to say thank you for coming with me to rescue my sister and sticking up for me and being my friend and being there for me when I needed you and I love you."
"You're welcome-w-what?" Will stammered.
"I love you," Felicity repeated as she took Will's hands in her own.
"When-how long? Why-" stumbled Will, perplexed.
"I've always loved you, Will. I just never realized it. I loved you from the first moment I saw you," replied Felicity, who was beaming with joy.
"I love you too," said Will as he smiled.
He stared at her affectionately, then caressed her cheek and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes. Felicity's heart was beating hysterically; her cheeks flushed and her palms began to sweat.
'So this is what love feels like. What a rush,' reflected Felicity.
She leaned towards Will, but he suddenly backed away. Felicity looked confused.
"What...?"
"Felicity, no matter how strong my feelings are for you-and trust me, they are-we can't do this. Your father is the governor of Port Royal. He wouldn't let us to be together. You have a great deal of arguments with your father, and I don't want to be the reason for them now. I don't want to make the rift between you and your father any larger than it already is," Will said.
"This isn't about my father! It's about us, and what we want. You want 'us,' don't you?
"Yes, but 'us' can't happen."
Felicity was in tears now.
"Will, don't you get it? We're in love. Isn't that enough for you? Who cares about my bloody father!" cried Felicity.
"Felicity, this is breaking my heart as much as it is yours. I don't think you understand, though-"
"No, Will, I don't think you understand. If that is all that is stopping you, then maybe you're not the man I thought I loved," responded Felicity coldly.
And with that, she turned on her heel and went to bed. Will silently followed suit and tossed and turned on the prickly mattress.
'Did I do the right thing? Felicity apparently didn't think so. If she won't talk to me, then there is no way we can save Elizabeth together. I'll have to patch things up with her in the morning,' thought Will.
He rolled over on his side facing Felicity and watched her as she slept.
"I love you," Will whispered, but all he could hear was the soft sound of Felicity's breathing.
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Another chapter down! A couple more to go. I'm aiming for 6. Possibly 7. It depends how far I am taking this story. R&R, you know the drill. Great big thanks to all of my reviewers!
In this chapter: true feelings come out!
***
Will didn't know what to do when Felicity took his hand and clasped it in her own as they followed Jack in Tortuga. Sure, he didn't mind, but what did it mean? Women, especially Felicity, are so hard to read. He looked at her, but she only smiled, saying nothing and everything at the same time. He loved her smile-it made him feel safe inside, even when they were walking through a dark, unknown town with thieves and prostitutes were lurking in the shadows.
'What am I thinking!? She's the governor's daughter, and I am a humble blacksmith. How could she ever love me? ...But Felicity's different. She wouldn't care. Would she?' Will's conscience argued with itself. 'I can't create any more problems for her; she has enough difficulties with her father as it is. I just have to....end these feelings for her, as much as I hate to do so...'
Felicity loved holding Will's hand. It was soft and warm, but rough and leathery at the same time. After all, he was a blacksmith.
'A blacksmith - now there's a man who isn't afraid to get dirty. Hard- working, strong, committed, caring, in other words, Will...' thought Felicity. She caught herself thinking of Will a lot lately. Felicity was never one to hide her feelings; she was rather outspoken. She knew she would have to tell Will how she felt, but now was not the time.
Jack led them into a dark and musty tavern. Felicity had been so out of it from lack of sleep, she didn't even notice the other man that had been walking with them. Jack and that other pirate sat down at a table, talking in low voices, constantly glancing at Felicity and Will.
"Why do they keep looking at us?" Felicity asked Will.
"He's up to something, I know it."
"Well it just better not involve us," said Felicity as she yawned, "And if I don't get to sleep soon, I am going to collapse."
Suddenly Jack and Mystery Pirate slammed their mugs on the table and stood up. Jack left for a moment but came back with two large keys.
"This is fer yer room upstairs. Felicity, you can stay with Will. Me 'n ol' Gibbs here will bunk up for the night. Tomorrow morning be at the dock at 6 o'clock sharp. If yer (A/N: ARE YOU HAPPY NOW JENNI! She made a huge deal of the 'ur' instead of 'yer.' ALRIGHT I FIXED IT! On with the story.) not there, we'll leave wiffout you." Gibbs grunted and elbowed Jack in the back.
"Er, uh, Jus' be there."
Jack leaned towards Felicity and whispered to her, "If yer getting' lonely, jus' come on down ter me room, an' I'll show you a good time." Felicity responded to Jack's crude remark with a slap.
"I will not be your prostitute. It's not my fault you couldn't steal enough to afford more than two rooms," replied Felicity haughtily.
She and Will pushed their way past Jack and Gibbs, and went up to their room. She collapsed on the closest bed as Will looked out the window. Felicity then sat up and looked around the musty room.
"Isn't this ever so lovely," she said sarcastically, staring at the disgusting excuse of a room she was in.
"I bet this is considered extravagant to pirates," Will said.
'Dirty, grimy, moldy, cramped – just how I imagined it. At least there are two beds. That would have been awkward otherwise,' Felicity thought. Then it hit her. 'I'm alone with Will. Now's my chance...' She suddenly wasn't so tired anymore.
"What? Oh, right," she replied in a daze.
'I can't do this now. It's harder than I thought! I can't just tell someone out of the blue that I love him...The timing has to be right. But I have to tell him soon. It's not fair to Will if I don't...Come on Felicity, be strong,' she told herself, a million feelings racing through her mind.
"Felicity, are you alright? Maybe you should sleep now," said Will, concerned.
"No, thanks. I'm ok," she replied as she got up and stood next to Will.
'...Just in love...' Felicity added to herself.
They stared in silence at the starlit sky and listened to the waves crashing onto the shore. Felicity turned to Will and broke the silence.
"Will, I just wanted to say thank you for coming with me to rescue my sister and sticking up for me and being my friend and being there for me when I needed you and I love you."
"You're welcome-w-what?" Will stammered.
"I love you," Felicity repeated as she took Will's hands in her own.
"When-how long? Why-" stumbled Will, perplexed.
"I've always loved you, Will. I just never realized it. I loved you from the first moment I saw you," replied Felicity, who was beaming with joy.
"I love you too," said Will as he smiled.
He stared at her affectionately, then caressed her cheek and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes. Felicity's heart was beating hysterically; her cheeks flushed and her palms began to sweat.
'So this is what love feels like. What a rush,' reflected Felicity.
She leaned towards Will, but he suddenly backed away. Felicity looked confused.
"What...?"
"Felicity, no matter how strong my feelings are for you-and trust me, they are-we can't do this. Your father is the governor of Port Royal. He wouldn't let us to be together. You have a great deal of arguments with your father, and I don't want to be the reason for them now. I don't want to make the rift between you and your father any larger than it already is," Will said.
"This isn't about my father! It's about us, and what we want. You want 'us,' don't you?
"Yes, but 'us' can't happen."
Felicity was in tears now.
"Will, don't you get it? We're in love. Isn't that enough for you? Who cares about my bloody father!" cried Felicity.
"Felicity, this is breaking my heart as much as it is yours. I don't think you understand, though-"
"No, Will, I don't think you understand. If that is all that is stopping you, then maybe you're not the man I thought I loved," responded Felicity coldly.
And with that, she turned on her heel and went to bed. Will silently followed suit and tossed and turned on the prickly mattress.
'Did I do the right thing? Felicity apparently didn't think so. If she won't talk to me, then there is no way we can save Elizabeth together. I'll have to patch things up with her in the morning,' thought Will.
He rolled over on his side facing Felicity and watched her as she slept.
"I love you," Will whispered, but all he could hear was the soft sound of Felicity's breathing.
***
Another chapter down! A couple more to go. I'm aiming for 6. Possibly 7. It depends how far I am taking this story. R&R, you know the drill. Great big thanks to all of my reviewers!