Chapter 3: Untold Secrets
Anna Maria shook her head then went to see Mr. Cotton to have her chains off. He stuck out his cut tongue at her, and then took out a saw. "Hoist the sails!" The parrot on his shoulder squawked, Mr. Gibbs appearing. "We fear that means: Stand still." He said. Anna Maria wrinkled her nose of disgust; Mr. Cotton wasn't the most interesting person to see. He broke her chains, taking off the handcuffs and threw them overboard.
"Thank yeh, now for Jack..." She said, walking to him and kneeled beside him. She carefully took out the bullet with some small pair of grips. When she was done, she wrapped some real bandages this time around the wound. Jack didn't move, nor did he regain consciousness while she was tending to him. He did have a lot of rum before being shot and the loss of blood topped the cap. He would be out for a while. Anna Maria sighed, and then Mr. Gibbs picked up Jack and carried him to his room, dropping him on his bed before leaving the room. Anna Maria entered, closing the door beside him. She had a goblet of water and a cloth. She placed the items on a nearby table before sitting beside him, then dipped the cloth in the water and put it on his forehead.
He grumbled slightly the cool water starting to have some affect on him. He woke up slowly seeing Anna Maria next to him and closed his eyes again his vision still hazy "What happened? Last time I checked, I was on the deck and then the lights went out" He said. "Yeh got drunk in the Faithful Bride, swung out just when those Red Coats were going ta put meh and jail, shot one of them then got shot on the arm...I brought yeh back to the Pearl, Mr. Cotton got those handcuffs off of me and I took that bullet out and there yeh are in your bed." She answered, taking away the cloth to put more water then put it back on his forehead. "My turn to be the sober one and take care of yeh this time, eh?" She finished.
Jack flinched slightly again at the coldness of the cloth "Aye, sounds like we had a lot of fun. I don't mind it this way love, it's kind of nice. Anyways, what were you doing near the Faithful Bride?" He asked with a smirk. "Was lookin' for yeh...figured yeh'd be in a tavern. So I went to search for the nearest tavern and spotted the Faithful Bride. Red Coats were so proud of seeing a pirate and having the opportune moment to capture a pirate they clapped me immediately into irons." Anna Maria answered, smiling weakly as she wiped the water that slid on the side of his face. "Not too cold, is it now?" She asked, taking the cloth to twist it over the goblet to take out a little water.
Jack slowly sat up, propping himself with his pillow "The water's better now. Why were you lookin for me?" He was curious as to why she was looking but he was more just trying to keep some form of civilized conversation going. She looked down at the bed after putting down the cloth on the table, trying to look like she was thinking about it but actually wanted to waste some time before answering. "I don't know...was bored on the Pearl lookin' at Mr. Cotton sticking out his cut tongue at me, really disgusting...so I left off and started looking for yeh for no...Particular reason." She said, but only part of it was true; she had a reason of why she left off to find him, but didn't want anyone to know. The captain laughed slightly and the thought of Mr Cotton sticking out what remained of his tongue "Aye, that makes sense." he kicked off the blankets and stood up a little too quickly, he sat back down until the room stopped spinning "Really must get back to work." He said.
"Eh, yeh should really stay on your bed. Some bullet yeh got there...ship isn't even off yet so there's not much ta do before it leaves off." Anna Maria replied, looking around Jack's room for something until she finally found it on the drawer. "Mind if I take some of your eyeliner? I barely got any left." She said. Jack slowly got up and wandered over to his desk, grabbing some rolled up parchment and then went back to the bed. Throwing the rolls onto the bed and sat back down, starting to unravel the rolls "Eh love? Me eyeliner? Should be more in the top draw but you can 'ave that one." He replied. "Thank yeh, Jack." Anna Maria said, casting a slight smile at him before looking in the top draw; indeed there were other eyeliners. She closed it and took the one she saw in the first place, and then headed to the nearest mirror. "Odd it is how we can actually have civilised conversations without me smacking yeh." She said while putting on some eyeliner, before turning back to him. "It's quite nice, actually." She added.
In the whole process of Anna Maria putting on the eye liner, Jack had covered the whole bed and nearly himself with parchment and was well into reading the maps and writing on each one "Indeed love, starting to miss gettin' hit though." he muttered, not really paying attention to what he was saying. "Yeh startin' ta miss gettin' hit?" Anna Maria repeated, a surprised expression on her face. She put the eyeliner in her pocket; she moved some rolls of parchment and maps to sit on the bed beside Jack. "Can arrange that if yeh want, if yeh have a reason of why yeh miss it." She said, taking some maps to look at them. "Where are we headin' to anyway?" She asked. Captain Sparrow looked up from the parchment a little startled at what he had said about missing being hit "What? Uh...no, it's alrigh' love. I don't miss it that much. And where we're headin? First to Tortuga, after that? 'ave no idea, that's what I'm tryin' to figure out now. Any ideas?" He asked.
Anna Maria groaned quietly when she heard Tortuga; Tortuga, the place where no man could ever feel unwanted...but where women feel like they're loosing all dignity. Only reason she was there back then was because she saw Captain Sparrow and Will in the horizon and wanted her ship back. Thinking of her ship...she still hasn't got it back yet, but she didn't seem to care that much anymore since Jack promoted her to First Mate. "Don't know...Singapore...Hawaii..." She started. "...Africa..." She said quietly, but part of her inside didn't want her to go to Africa. Jack grabbed some writing coal and scribbled something on a smaller map of his "Africa eh? And what might there be at Africa then. As well as Singapore and Hawaii." "Did I say Africa? I meant umm...China, that's it. Nice Asiatic place, great fireworks festival." Anna Maria said, a little quicker than usual. "As for Singapore and Hawaii...Singapore is good, Hawaii...nice beach, great clear blue waters." She said, looking at other maps. "And it isn't too far from here...except for China." She added. He stuck his tongue out at the idea of beaches and fire works. They all sounded rather dull to him "Come on love, where's your adventure side gone? If you want to sit on the beach, I can leave you at Rum Runners Isle for a week or so." He said, looking up at the ceiling blankly.
"Nah, Rum Runner's Island's out of rum and deserted. Africa would have adventure, but it's not safe to go...something might happen like last time." Anna Maria said, her voice trailing off and looked away for a moment before looking down at the map. Jack raised a brow, starting to like the idea of Africa even more. Especially as it seemed to have some sort of past "Last time love? I don't remember Africa, what happened?"
Anna Maria sighed, looking away again; she saw it coming, who wouldn't? If she said that to anyone, they would ask what happened. She looked at Jack, letting the maps fall down on the bed. "Well, like yeh probably know, the Spanish and South America agrees with slavery, and the black race seem to be stronger and faster then any others, so they take people from Africa away into a boat, all chained up, with no food and they throw overboard the ones who look sick to lighten the boat. Bring them to a country that would auction for them, and then make big money selling human beings like merchandise. Well...me and my family got caught, they threw overboard my father if I listen to rumours and my mother just...threw herself overboard since she didn't want to live it anymore. When we got to the Caribbean by mistake, I escaped and found yeh, became a pirate, and then yeh stole my boat and sailed off. Luckily I got to Tortuga and found yeh again, and here we are. Now yeh tell me how pathetic the story was." She said, folding her arms and looked down at the bed.
Captain Jack Sparrow mentally kicked himself, he knew about the slavery so how could he have forgotten about it that easily "Oh, I'm sorry love. I didn't think, well Africa is definitely off the list. That stuff's still goin' on, don't want you gettin caught up in it again." He said in an apologizing tone. His First Mate nodded her head slightly before turning on the side, wiping some tears that tried to escape her eyes; she didn't want to cry on Jack's shoulder, he would probably kill her, nor she didn't want to see her or he would think she has gone soft lately. Jack started to fold the parchment back up, pretending that he hadn't noticed Anna's tears. But he had, he chose to ignore them to give her some dignity. He couldn't help feeling some sympathy for her; he had never been through something as severe as that. Yes he's had a rough life, but nothing as bad as that.
Anna Maria wiped some more tears, but they kept coming; she looked like she either wanted to leave or hide, or talk to someone even if it was about something pathetic, in her opinion, that she had barely no memory of. She then took a deep breath, her tears stopping for a while. She turned back to Jack when she thought she could still keep her dignity, but hid her head on her knees. Why now? Why not when she was in her own room, and Jack not there? She had so many stuff Jack didn't know about, she would feel better if he did know about them, but on the other side she was scared of what might happen; she could get marooned, kicked off the Pearl for being turned into some softy girl, or maybe worst.
The man stood up and put his parchment back in their original place. Before turning back to face the bed, seeing Anna Maria hide herself. He walked over and sat down next to her, placing a comforting arm over her "come on love" he said to her quietly "You'll be right, it's in the past now. You've got a better life here on the ship, and as long as I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, nothing like that will happen to you again, savvy?" There was no harshness in his voice, he knew that this was a good way for her to get it off her chest and there was no way he'd punish her over that. Anna Maria sighed, sitting up straight and laid her hands on her forehead desperately. If she told her all she was feeling before, she wouldn't be like this right now. She wondered how she did keep it locked inside for so many years, that she didn't spill any secrets unexpectedly to Captain Sparrow, who was there with her most of the time. If she told him all from the start, she wouldn't be where she was now. "I can't take it anymore..." She muttered, then took a deep breath; it was now time that she told him everything, then she would feel better, alive or not after what she was about to say.
"I should have told you from the moment I met you, from the moment I became a pirate. Should have told you the story of my past so I wouldn't be so hard on myself when I tell it. And I should of told you...that...that I had a reason I was following you, so that I would be in Tortuga when you came to pick up a crew. I...from the moment I met you...I...I liked you...maybe even loved you...and then you stole my ship and sailed off, so I used that reason so I could follow you and be on the crew to rescue Elizabeth. I followed you to the Caribbean, but I didn't want to follow you no more once you got to Port Royal, in case they would remember my escape from slavery. I followed you back to Tortuga and made sure I'd be with the crew after you talked to Mr. Gibbs. I wanted to be with you, to talk to you if possible, but I didn't want to tell you anything in case of what would happen. I kept telling myself 'don't spill anything out, Anna Maria, you never know what might happen, just stay strict and sober to make sure no one even suspects you, who would love a black female pirate anyway, there's tons of prostitutes in Tortuga for a man to get each night to make sure he's satisfied'. I didn't let it slip to anyone for so much time, not even Torrin, and knowing already he knows since every time you're around me he gets jealous, or he wants to protect me. I should of told you everything from the start, I'm sorry, now do anything you want I just couldn't stand it anymore." Anna Maria said, trying her best to keep herself from crying then hid her face back on her knees, scared of what Jack would do now. But now her conscience was clear, that's all she wanted right now.
Jack Sparrow listened to her words intently; he did have slight feelings for her. But he was bad news when it came to relationships and such. He leant over to his desk again and grabbed a flask of rum, opening it and then handing it to Anna Maria "Here love, this'll calm you a bit." He sighed trying to figure out what to say, "Listen love, I do care for you and aye, I might have had feelings as well. But I'm bad news; you don't want to get messed up with someone like me. I don't want to hurt you, but I know I would. Not intentionally of course but I still would. You're a great lass and the best first mate I've ever had and I love ya for that. But if there's a chance of losin' you, I don't ever want to put that at risk, savvy?" He said softly.
The female pirate listened to what he said, only believing part of it. She quirked an eyebrow when he said he had feelings for her but didn't want to lose her. She sat straight to take the bottle of rum, looking down at it. "Don't you play with my emotions, Jack. I'm no prostitute. Not funny at all." She muttered, and then drank a bit. Jack frowned slightly "I know your no prostitute love, and that's why I don't want to hurt you. You know me, that's one of the reasons why I like Tortuga, because there are prostitutes and there's no risk of anyone getting hurt." He answered. "And that's why I hate Tortuga, it's filled with prostitutes and makes women feel like they lost all dignity. Why would we get hurt just 'cause I love yeh 'neway?" She replied briskly, lying down on the bed. Jack lay down beside her laying his arm over her middle "Because love, I'd be runnin' off with those prostitutes. It's not something a bloke can't do over there. And we can't not go to Tortuga." He said, keeping his calm tone.
Anna Maria moved more to the side to get out of his grip, looking away; part of her wanted to stay in her arms, fault of her feelings, but a stronger side wanted her out. "Of course we can not go to Tortuga, there are other places in the world. Runnin' off with those prostitutes? Then that proves a lot how much yeh love meh Jack, congratulations." She said sarcastically. Sparrow sat up Anna Maria had gotten it all wrong "Whoa love, I think you've caught the wrong end of the stick here. I never said that I loved you, yes I may have said that I cared for you an' I may have said that I loved you for bein' a great lass and a first mate. But that was more in a friendship sort of way." He said rather quickly.
"Alright then, thanks for clearin' all that up. I'll just leave, we both forget what happened here and we're all happy. Well yeh're goin' ta be happy, I'm just goin' ta be my sober self sulking in misery wonderin' what my point of life is." The woman replied, not even looking at him as she stood up and left the door. She stood in front of the door for a moment, searching her pockets then pulled out the eyeliner and put it on his drawer before opening the door. Jack jumped off the bed and raced to the door, shutting it before she had a chance to walk out "What is it you want me to do then love? Tell me. Please, I'm tryin to help you but it's not working." He said desperately. "Oh yeh were a big help, Jack, I got all the stuff I've been locking up inside for years out and if yeh spill it out, who will believe yeh, I just live ta be sober around people. Yeh can't do anything now except killing me, marooning me or let me out of your room so I can try and forget all of this ever happening. If yeh see a forth option, be kind and share it." Anna Maria said, still looking away; she didn't seem to be able to look at Jack anymore.
He stepped away from the door, hands in his pockets. "I'm not going to maroon or kill you for speaking your mind love." He walked back to his bed in defeat, the whole thing had kind of backfired on them "So, leave my room if you want." He finally concluded. Anna Maria looked at Jack slightly before looking at the door, and then left the room. But at the second step she took towards her room, she turned around and glanced at Jack again before getting back in his room, not quite knowing why. "You're not going to speak of this to 'neone...would you?" She asked, taking a sudden interest in watching her feet. Jack had stretched out on the bed again in the process of Anna Maria leaving the room and was now staring up at the blank ceiling "No love, not a soul. No one needs to know about this." He answered.
"Thanks." Anna Maria replied simply, and then left the room again. But once more, she turned her heels around and went back in the room; she couldn't seem to want to leave; now that Jack wasn't trying to stop her. "I'll stay if you want." She said, like if Jack kept insisting for her presence. The man smiled slightly, still looking up at the ceiling. He then patted the empty space of bed next to him "Only if you want to love, this ceiling isn't too entertaining." He said. The woman smiled weakly before closing the door. She then looked around the room slightly before laying on the bed beside Jack, glancing at him. "Do you think I'm annoying?" She asked blankly, taking off her hat and putting it down on the bed table. Captain Sparrow laughed slightly, taking off his hat as well but put it on Anna Maria's head. "Yes love, you're extremely annoying." He was only joking of course, something like that needed to be done to make this depressing mood go away.
"Well, that's good, I like annoying you. Except when...you're nice to me...like this though, no reason to bother you." Anna Maria replied, putting her hat on the drawer before taking off her faded yellow bandana. "I'm a disgrace to the Pearl." She muttered, laying her head back on the pillow...or rather more on Jack's arm. Jack tried moving his arm, but it was well and truly stuck. I'm going to be feeling that in a bit... he thought to himself. "You got that right love, a pure disgrace. You should be proud of yourself. I know I would be." He said with a playful grin. She laughed slightly, looking up at the captain. "Proud of being a disgrace? Well, that's nice...more than a disgrace 'neway; escaped from slavery pirate, annoying girl that you don't want to steal her ship, First Mate of the Black Pearl now...and liking someone she's sure won't get liked back." She said.
Captain Sparrow smiled slightly, patting the girl's head...or tried to; he patted her face instead. "Sounds like you have a great life there love. An' with the likin' someone and sure that they won't like her back, don't count your spend your gold before you've got it. Things may change love, give it time." He answered. Anna Maria smiled weakly, cuddling her head against his arm slightly like a pillow that wasn't yet too comfortable. "Fine, then...anymore rum left?" She asked, looking around to spot a flask laying somewhere in the room. He looked around the room, trying to remember where he hid his flasks. "Try under the bed, I think I hid a bottle or something under there." He hid his rum well since it was rationed between the crew, and knowing them, they'd try to steal his lot once they'd finished with their own.
His First Mate finally left her comfortable position to bend over the bed, her head upside-down as she looked for the nearest bottle of rum. She then spotted two bottles plenty, so she took them and sat back on the bed, her head back on his arm. She handed a flask to Jack before unplugging her own with a sigh. Jack opened his flask and tried to drink out of the flask without spilling it. He looked over to Anna Maria "Could I have my arm back for just one sec love? I need to sit up or this bed'll get more Rum then I do." He said. Anna Maria nodded slowly and sat up straight, leaving his arm so he could drink; she didn't want him to spill some rum on her head. She took her bottle and drank some of its substance, looking at Jack. "So, we're going to leave off to Tortuga? Again?" She asked.
Anna Maria shook her head then went to see Mr. Cotton to have her chains off. He stuck out his cut tongue at her, and then took out a saw. "Hoist the sails!" The parrot on his shoulder squawked, Mr. Gibbs appearing. "We fear that means: Stand still." He said. Anna Maria wrinkled her nose of disgust; Mr. Cotton wasn't the most interesting person to see. He broke her chains, taking off the handcuffs and threw them overboard.
"Thank yeh, now for Jack..." She said, walking to him and kneeled beside him. She carefully took out the bullet with some small pair of grips. When she was done, she wrapped some real bandages this time around the wound. Jack didn't move, nor did he regain consciousness while she was tending to him. He did have a lot of rum before being shot and the loss of blood topped the cap. He would be out for a while. Anna Maria sighed, and then Mr. Gibbs picked up Jack and carried him to his room, dropping him on his bed before leaving the room. Anna Maria entered, closing the door beside him. She had a goblet of water and a cloth. She placed the items on a nearby table before sitting beside him, then dipped the cloth in the water and put it on his forehead.
He grumbled slightly the cool water starting to have some affect on him. He woke up slowly seeing Anna Maria next to him and closed his eyes again his vision still hazy "What happened? Last time I checked, I was on the deck and then the lights went out" He said. "Yeh got drunk in the Faithful Bride, swung out just when those Red Coats were going ta put meh and jail, shot one of them then got shot on the arm...I brought yeh back to the Pearl, Mr. Cotton got those handcuffs off of me and I took that bullet out and there yeh are in your bed." She answered, taking away the cloth to put more water then put it back on his forehead. "My turn to be the sober one and take care of yeh this time, eh?" She finished.
Jack flinched slightly again at the coldness of the cloth "Aye, sounds like we had a lot of fun. I don't mind it this way love, it's kind of nice. Anyways, what were you doing near the Faithful Bride?" He asked with a smirk. "Was lookin' for yeh...figured yeh'd be in a tavern. So I went to search for the nearest tavern and spotted the Faithful Bride. Red Coats were so proud of seeing a pirate and having the opportune moment to capture a pirate they clapped me immediately into irons." Anna Maria answered, smiling weakly as she wiped the water that slid on the side of his face. "Not too cold, is it now?" She asked, taking the cloth to twist it over the goblet to take out a little water.
Jack slowly sat up, propping himself with his pillow "The water's better now. Why were you lookin for me?" He was curious as to why she was looking but he was more just trying to keep some form of civilized conversation going. She looked down at the bed after putting down the cloth on the table, trying to look like she was thinking about it but actually wanted to waste some time before answering. "I don't know...was bored on the Pearl lookin' at Mr. Cotton sticking out his cut tongue at me, really disgusting...so I left off and started looking for yeh for no...Particular reason." She said, but only part of it was true; she had a reason of why she left off to find him, but didn't want anyone to know. The captain laughed slightly and the thought of Mr Cotton sticking out what remained of his tongue "Aye, that makes sense." he kicked off the blankets and stood up a little too quickly, he sat back down until the room stopped spinning "Really must get back to work." He said.
"Eh, yeh should really stay on your bed. Some bullet yeh got there...ship isn't even off yet so there's not much ta do before it leaves off." Anna Maria replied, looking around Jack's room for something until she finally found it on the drawer. "Mind if I take some of your eyeliner? I barely got any left." She said. Jack slowly got up and wandered over to his desk, grabbing some rolled up parchment and then went back to the bed. Throwing the rolls onto the bed and sat back down, starting to unravel the rolls "Eh love? Me eyeliner? Should be more in the top draw but you can 'ave that one." He replied. "Thank yeh, Jack." Anna Maria said, casting a slight smile at him before looking in the top draw; indeed there were other eyeliners. She closed it and took the one she saw in the first place, and then headed to the nearest mirror. "Odd it is how we can actually have civilised conversations without me smacking yeh." She said while putting on some eyeliner, before turning back to him. "It's quite nice, actually." She added.
In the whole process of Anna Maria putting on the eye liner, Jack had covered the whole bed and nearly himself with parchment and was well into reading the maps and writing on each one "Indeed love, starting to miss gettin' hit though." he muttered, not really paying attention to what he was saying. "Yeh startin' ta miss gettin' hit?" Anna Maria repeated, a surprised expression on her face. She put the eyeliner in her pocket; she moved some rolls of parchment and maps to sit on the bed beside Jack. "Can arrange that if yeh want, if yeh have a reason of why yeh miss it." She said, taking some maps to look at them. "Where are we headin' to anyway?" She asked. Captain Sparrow looked up from the parchment a little startled at what he had said about missing being hit "What? Uh...no, it's alrigh' love. I don't miss it that much. And where we're headin? First to Tortuga, after that? 'ave no idea, that's what I'm tryin' to figure out now. Any ideas?" He asked.
Anna Maria groaned quietly when she heard Tortuga; Tortuga, the place where no man could ever feel unwanted...but where women feel like they're loosing all dignity. Only reason she was there back then was because she saw Captain Sparrow and Will in the horizon and wanted her ship back. Thinking of her ship...she still hasn't got it back yet, but she didn't seem to care that much anymore since Jack promoted her to First Mate. "Don't know...Singapore...Hawaii..." She started. "...Africa..." She said quietly, but part of her inside didn't want her to go to Africa. Jack grabbed some writing coal and scribbled something on a smaller map of his "Africa eh? And what might there be at Africa then. As well as Singapore and Hawaii." "Did I say Africa? I meant umm...China, that's it. Nice Asiatic place, great fireworks festival." Anna Maria said, a little quicker than usual. "As for Singapore and Hawaii...Singapore is good, Hawaii...nice beach, great clear blue waters." She said, looking at other maps. "And it isn't too far from here...except for China." She added. He stuck his tongue out at the idea of beaches and fire works. They all sounded rather dull to him "Come on love, where's your adventure side gone? If you want to sit on the beach, I can leave you at Rum Runners Isle for a week or so." He said, looking up at the ceiling blankly.
"Nah, Rum Runner's Island's out of rum and deserted. Africa would have adventure, but it's not safe to go...something might happen like last time." Anna Maria said, her voice trailing off and looked away for a moment before looking down at the map. Jack raised a brow, starting to like the idea of Africa even more. Especially as it seemed to have some sort of past "Last time love? I don't remember Africa, what happened?"
Anna Maria sighed, looking away again; she saw it coming, who wouldn't? If she said that to anyone, they would ask what happened. She looked at Jack, letting the maps fall down on the bed. "Well, like yeh probably know, the Spanish and South America agrees with slavery, and the black race seem to be stronger and faster then any others, so they take people from Africa away into a boat, all chained up, with no food and they throw overboard the ones who look sick to lighten the boat. Bring them to a country that would auction for them, and then make big money selling human beings like merchandise. Well...me and my family got caught, they threw overboard my father if I listen to rumours and my mother just...threw herself overboard since she didn't want to live it anymore. When we got to the Caribbean by mistake, I escaped and found yeh, became a pirate, and then yeh stole my boat and sailed off. Luckily I got to Tortuga and found yeh again, and here we are. Now yeh tell me how pathetic the story was." She said, folding her arms and looked down at the bed.
Captain Jack Sparrow mentally kicked himself, he knew about the slavery so how could he have forgotten about it that easily "Oh, I'm sorry love. I didn't think, well Africa is definitely off the list. That stuff's still goin' on, don't want you gettin caught up in it again." He said in an apologizing tone. His First Mate nodded her head slightly before turning on the side, wiping some tears that tried to escape her eyes; she didn't want to cry on Jack's shoulder, he would probably kill her, nor she didn't want to see her or he would think she has gone soft lately. Jack started to fold the parchment back up, pretending that he hadn't noticed Anna's tears. But he had, he chose to ignore them to give her some dignity. He couldn't help feeling some sympathy for her; he had never been through something as severe as that. Yes he's had a rough life, but nothing as bad as that.
Anna Maria wiped some more tears, but they kept coming; she looked like she either wanted to leave or hide, or talk to someone even if it was about something pathetic, in her opinion, that she had barely no memory of. She then took a deep breath, her tears stopping for a while. She turned back to Jack when she thought she could still keep her dignity, but hid her head on her knees. Why now? Why not when she was in her own room, and Jack not there? She had so many stuff Jack didn't know about, she would feel better if he did know about them, but on the other side she was scared of what might happen; she could get marooned, kicked off the Pearl for being turned into some softy girl, or maybe worst.
The man stood up and put his parchment back in their original place. Before turning back to face the bed, seeing Anna Maria hide herself. He walked over and sat down next to her, placing a comforting arm over her "come on love" he said to her quietly "You'll be right, it's in the past now. You've got a better life here on the ship, and as long as I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, nothing like that will happen to you again, savvy?" There was no harshness in his voice, he knew that this was a good way for her to get it off her chest and there was no way he'd punish her over that. Anna Maria sighed, sitting up straight and laid her hands on her forehead desperately. If she told her all she was feeling before, she wouldn't be like this right now. She wondered how she did keep it locked inside for so many years, that she didn't spill any secrets unexpectedly to Captain Sparrow, who was there with her most of the time. If she told him all from the start, she wouldn't be where she was now. "I can't take it anymore..." She muttered, then took a deep breath; it was now time that she told him everything, then she would feel better, alive or not after what she was about to say.
"I should have told you from the moment I met you, from the moment I became a pirate. Should have told you the story of my past so I wouldn't be so hard on myself when I tell it. And I should of told you...that...that I had a reason I was following you, so that I would be in Tortuga when you came to pick up a crew. I...from the moment I met you...I...I liked you...maybe even loved you...and then you stole my ship and sailed off, so I used that reason so I could follow you and be on the crew to rescue Elizabeth. I followed you to the Caribbean, but I didn't want to follow you no more once you got to Port Royal, in case they would remember my escape from slavery. I followed you back to Tortuga and made sure I'd be with the crew after you talked to Mr. Gibbs. I wanted to be with you, to talk to you if possible, but I didn't want to tell you anything in case of what would happen. I kept telling myself 'don't spill anything out, Anna Maria, you never know what might happen, just stay strict and sober to make sure no one even suspects you, who would love a black female pirate anyway, there's tons of prostitutes in Tortuga for a man to get each night to make sure he's satisfied'. I didn't let it slip to anyone for so much time, not even Torrin, and knowing already he knows since every time you're around me he gets jealous, or he wants to protect me. I should of told you everything from the start, I'm sorry, now do anything you want I just couldn't stand it anymore." Anna Maria said, trying her best to keep herself from crying then hid her face back on her knees, scared of what Jack would do now. But now her conscience was clear, that's all she wanted right now.
Jack Sparrow listened to her words intently; he did have slight feelings for her. But he was bad news when it came to relationships and such. He leant over to his desk again and grabbed a flask of rum, opening it and then handing it to Anna Maria "Here love, this'll calm you a bit." He sighed trying to figure out what to say, "Listen love, I do care for you and aye, I might have had feelings as well. But I'm bad news; you don't want to get messed up with someone like me. I don't want to hurt you, but I know I would. Not intentionally of course but I still would. You're a great lass and the best first mate I've ever had and I love ya for that. But if there's a chance of losin' you, I don't ever want to put that at risk, savvy?" He said softly.
The female pirate listened to what he said, only believing part of it. She quirked an eyebrow when he said he had feelings for her but didn't want to lose her. She sat straight to take the bottle of rum, looking down at it. "Don't you play with my emotions, Jack. I'm no prostitute. Not funny at all." She muttered, and then drank a bit. Jack frowned slightly "I know your no prostitute love, and that's why I don't want to hurt you. You know me, that's one of the reasons why I like Tortuga, because there are prostitutes and there's no risk of anyone getting hurt." He answered. "And that's why I hate Tortuga, it's filled with prostitutes and makes women feel like they lost all dignity. Why would we get hurt just 'cause I love yeh 'neway?" She replied briskly, lying down on the bed. Jack lay down beside her laying his arm over her middle "Because love, I'd be runnin' off with those prostitutes. It's not something a bloke can't do over there. And we can't not go to Tortuga." He said, keeping his calm tone.
Anna Maria moved more to the side to get out of his grip, looking away; part of her wanted to stay in her arms, fault of her feelings, but a stronger side wanted her out. "Of course we can not go to Tortuga, there are other places in the world. Runnin' off with those prostitutes? Then that proves a lot how much yeh love meh Jack, congratulations." She said sarcastically. Sparrow sat up Anna Maria had gotten it all wrong "Whoa love, I think you've caught the wrong end of the stick here. I never said that I loved you, yes I may have said that I cared for you an' I may have said that I loved you for bein' a great lass and a first mate. But that was more in a friendship sort of way." He said rather quickly.
"Alright then, thanks for clearin' all that up. I'll just leave, we both forget what happened here and we're all happy. Well yeh're goin' ta be happy, I'm just goin' ta be my sober self sulking in misery wonderin' what my point of life is." The woman replied, not even looking at him as she stood up and left the door. She stood in front of the door for a moment, searching her pockets then pulled out the eyeliner and put it on his drawer before opening the door. Jack jumped off the bed and raced to the door, shutting it before she had a chance to walk out "What is it you want me to do then love? Tell me. Please, I'm tryin to help you but it's not working." He said desperately. "Oh yeh were a big help, Jack, I got all the stuff I've been locking up inside for years out and if yeh spill it out, who will believe yeh, I just live ta be sober around people. Yeh can't do anything now except killing me, marooning me or let me out of your room so I can try and forget all of this ever happening. If yeh see a forth option, be kind and share it." Anna Maria said, still looking away; she didn't seem to be able to look at Jack anymore.
He stepped away from the door, hands in his pockets. "I'm not going to maroon or kill you for speaking your mind love." He walked back to his bed in defeat, the whole thing had kind of backfired on them "So, leave my room if you want." He finally concluded. Anna Maria looked at Jack slightly before looking at the door, and then left the room. But at the second step she took towards her room, she turned around and glanced at Jack again before getting back in his room, not quite knowing why. "You're not going to speak of this to 'neone...would you?" She asked, taking a sudden interest in watching her feet. Jack had stretched out on the bed again in the process of Anna Maria leaving the room and was now staring up at the blank ceiling "No love, not a soul. No one needs to know about this." He answered.
"Thanks." Anna Maria replied simply, and then left the room again. But once more, she turned her heels around and went back in the room; she couldn't seem to want to leave; now that Jack wasn't trying to stop her. "I'll stay if you want." She said, like if Jack kept insisting for her presence. The man smiled slightly, still looking up at the ceiling. He then patted the empty space of bed next to him "Only if you want to love, this ceiling isn't too entertaining." He said. The woman smiled weakly before closing the door. She then looked around the room slightly before laying on the bed beside Jack, glancing at him. "Do you think I'm annoying?" She asked blankly, taking off her hat and putting it down on the bed table. Captain Sparrow laughed slightly, taking off his hat as well but put it on Anna Maria's head. "Yes love, you're extremely annoying." He was only joking of course, something like that needed to be done to make this depressing mood go away.
"Well, that's good, I like annoying you. Except when...you're nice to me...like this though, no reason to bother you." Anna Maria replied, putting her hat on the drawer before taking off her faded yellow bandana. "I'm a disgrace to the Pearl." She muttered, laying her head back on the pillow...or rather more on Jack's arm. Jack tried moving his arm, but it was well and truly stuck. I'm going to be feeling that in a bit... he thought to himself. "You got that right love, a pure disgrace. You should be proud of yourself. I know I would be." He said with a playful grin. She laughed slightly, looking up at the captain. "Proud of being a disgrace? Well, that's nice...more than a disgrace 'neway; escaped from slavery pirate, annoying girl that you don't want to steal her ship, First Mate of the Black Pearl now...and liking someone she's sure won't get liked back." She said.
Captain Sparrow smiled slightly, patting the girl's head...or tried to; he patted her face instead. "Sounds like you have a great life there love. An' with the likin' someone and sure that they won't like her back, don't count your spend your gold before you've got it. Things may change love, give it time." He answered. Anna Maria smiled weakly, cuddling her head against his arm slightly like a pillow that wasn't yet too comfortable. "Fine, then...anymore rum left?" She asked, looking around to spot a flask laying somewhere in the room. He looked around the room, trying to remember where he hid his flasks. "Try under the bed, I think I hid a bottle or something under there." He hid his rum well since it was rationed between the crew, and knowing them, they'd try to steal his lot once they'd finished with their own.
His First Mate finally left her comfortable position to bend over the bed, her head upside-down as she looked for the nearest bottle of rum. She then spotted two bottles plenty, so she took them and sat back on the bed, her head back on his arm. She handed a flask to Jack before unplugging her own with a sigh. Jack opened his flask and tried to drink out of the flask without spilling it. He looked over to Anna Maria "Could I have my arm back for just one sec love? I need to sit up or this bed'll get more Rum then I do." He said. Anna Maria nodded slowly and sat up straight, leaving his arm so he could drink; she didn't want him to spill some rum on her head. She took her bottle and drank some of its substance, looking at Jack. "So, we're going to leave off to Tortuga? Again?" She asked.