My goodness.
Well, to the support of my fans (umm.. yea... fans...), 6 months later I will continue to write chapter 6! Thank you for all who reviewed! I heart you all! :D
Jack returned to Tortuga a few days later. He ran into a storm which held him up, but other than that, the trip was uneventful. He got drunk a few times and now he had a pounding headache.
He went to a tavern, always looking for Lisa. He, Jack Sparrow, the worst pirate, was lonely. Sick. He didn't know how to feel. He wanted to slap himself.
Finally one day he spotted her. She was sitting right where he had first seen her. She saw him staring at her and waved for him to join her at the table. Jack hesitated, but gave in. He pushed in his chair with a sigh, half of happiness and half of nervousness.
Jack slowly walked over to Lisa. "Ello, lass." He stuttered out.
"Didya leave for a while, eh Jack? I didn' see ya round."
"Yes, lass, I did. Why, were ya lookin' for me or somethin'?" Jack smiled and sat down. He downed a bottle of rum nearby.
"Well...er, no Jack. But I s'pose ya ain't no harm to me now, so I gotta tell ya somethin'. My name isn't Lisa Shadow. Its Lilliona Sadie."
Jack chuckled. "I never woulda known. Now what do I call ya? Lilliona? That's a mouthful. Or Sadie?"
"You can call me Sadie. Whichever." Sadie sighed. "I don't know, Jack..."
"Don't know what? I didn' say nothin'." Jack looked at her hard.
"Jack, have you ever liked someone, then they not like you back?"
A light bulb went on in Jack's head. She liked him. But why would she really make it that obvious? He stared at the lass in disbelief.
Did he like her? Why did she like him? Why did he like her? Who was she? Where is she from? Who are her parents? Is she a pirate?
"Um... well, no, not really. Who is it that ya like?" Jack fished around for answers.
"It's this person... his name is Kale. He's sitting over there." She motioned with her head.
Jack sighed of relief, then glanced over to where Kale was sitting. He was a very tall man. A very rough looking man. He was about 6'11, and Jack thought he might've weighed 300 pounds. Kale laughed loudly about something then threw his head back and drank a whole bottle of rum (or whiskey, or beer, or whatever). His unkempt beard came out from all sides of his face. Kale didn't have any hair, though, but it was hard to tell under his brown leather hat.
Jack... Jack felt a pang of jealousy.
Well, to the support of my fans (umm.. yea... fans...), 6 months later I will continue to write chapter 6! Thank you for all who reviewed! I heart you all! :D
Jack returned to Tortuga a few days later. He ran into a storm which held him up, but other than that, the trip was uneventful. He got drunk a few times and now he had a pounding headache.
He went to a tavern, always looking for Lisa. He, Jack Sparrow, the worst pirate, was lonely. Sick. He didn't know how to feel. He wanted to slap himself.
Finally one day he spotted her. She was sitting right where he had first seen her. She saw him staring at her and waved for him to join her at the table. Jack hesitated, but gave in. He pushed in his chair with a sigh, half of happiness and half of nervousness.
Jack slowly walked over to Lisa. "Ello, lass." He stuttered out.
"Didya leave for a while, eh Jack? I didn' see ya round."
"Yes, lass, I did. Why, were ya lookin' for me or somethin'?" Jack smiled and sat down. He downed a bottle of rum nearby.
"Well...er, no Jack. But I s'pose ya ain't no harm to me now, so I gotta tell ya somethin'. My name isn't Lisa Shadow. Its Lilliona Sadie."
Jack chuckled. "I never woulda known. Now what do I call ya? Lilliona? That's a mouthful. Or Sadie?"
"You can call me Sadie. Whichever." Sadie sighed. "I don't know, Jack..."
"Don't know what? I didn' say nothin'." Jack looked at her hard.
"Jack, have you ever liked someone, then they not like you back?"
A light bulb went on in Jack's head. She liked him. But why would she really make it that obvious? He stared at the lass in disbelief.
Did he like her? Why did she like him? Why did he like her? Who was she? Where is she from? Who are her parents? Is she a pirate?
"Um... well, no, not really. Who is it that ya like?" Jack fished around for answers.
"It's this person... his name is Kale. He's sitting over there." She motioned with her head.
Jack sighed of relief, then glanced over to where Kale was sitting. He was a very tall man. A very rough looking man. He was about 6'11, and Jack thought he might've weighed 300 pounds. Kale laughed loudly about something then threw his head back and drank a whole bottle of rum (or whiskey, or beer, or whatever). His unkempt beard came out from all sides of his face. Kale didn't have any hair, though, but it was hard to tell under his brown leather hat.
Jack... Jack felt a pang of jealousy.