I didn't think I'd be even writing another chapter, but alas, I am! and that would be because I have no life. yes. haha, just went shopping though. I just have too much free time on my hands...Yeah, I also forgot the disclaimer, which I seem to always do, teehee...
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Are you wondering if she really knows it's Jack's? Well, to clear that up, she didn't sleep with another man after Jack, she just was too uncomfortable. Plus, she was a blond and so were all the previous men she slept with. When Johnny turned out to be dark haired (Is Jack Sparrow's hair black? Or just super dark brown?), she knew it had to be Jack's.
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Did Carla deserve to go through that dilemma? The wrong choice would have messed up her life, but then again, what was the wrong choice? Not taking the risk? This question would tug at her heart and mind for a long time. I was just looking for Johnny's best interest; this is the best way...::tiny voice (its ALWAYS there):: to not let him know his own father? Doesn't he have a right to know? I know I did the right thing! Well, ::sigh:: I'll never know. I guess this is what I deserve for being so hypocritical. I practically gave myself to him, scratch that. I DID. But look what I got from it! Johnny is such a great kid. And yet, he was a product of lust. Just a one night fling. Not even a fuckin' short term relationship that didn't work out. I didn't even know the man. So what made me desire him so? What possessed me to do such a thing? Just something about that man...I guess I can't blame the girls for throwing themselves at him. I did the exact same thing. What the hell possessed me to do such a degrading thing?
This is preposterous; it's the middle of the night and my mind is going wild. And yet, I think, if I were to go back seven years, I'd probably do the same thing again. He sure knew how to please a woman, that bloody womanizer. He was right. That was the best bloody night of my life. Of course, right after the day I gave birth to Johnny. It was a different joy, despite the searing pain in my lower body. Damn him and his stupid self. How can I be treated with respect when I'm just another plaything for men? Guess the answer is I bloody well can't. Why'd he have to be so damn attractive? ::sigh:: I'd better tuck Johnny in now, I'll sleep on the situation.
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Carla looked around. There was nothing. Nobody. All was white. It was calm, peaceful, serene, definitely a good change of tempo. She sees a figure walking up to her, from really far away, but something told her to get away. To run, flee from this man. She tried, really she did, but her legs felt like they were in mud, some really really deep, thick mud. When she moved them, she felt like she was running in place, no wind, no change of scenery, no nothing to hint of any sign of movement. The figure just gradually got bigger and bigger until she could almost make out the shape...
--Flash of light and suddenly she was engaged in a conversation alone with Jack--
"So you are Carla from seven years ago. That was some night wasn't it?"
"Yeah..."
"Whaddya say to part two? Even harder and wilder than the first? ::winks and takes in a swig of rum::"
"Is that ALL you think about? I have a son, for crying out loud!"
"Dun worry, I'll pay ye well."
"For what? Another stupid fling so I can have another child from a man who won't even act in the most miniscule way as his father? No way!"
"Ye...do ye mean tuh tell meh tha' Johnny's mine?"
Now this was something he did not expect. This certainly was a joke! But from the look on her face, she was serious, like having no more rum serious. RUM! Jack's mind had just struck a tangent. All gone, rum, that's, so—too HORRIBLE to even imagine! The rum...gone?
A sharp "Yes" snapped him out of his reverie and it was followed by a no- kidding-you-son-of-a-bitch-don't-you-know-anything? kinda look.
"Well, what do you want me to do? Put everything down, my ship, my crew, my entire life for you two?" Jack said, a bit too sarcastic than he intended.
"Well if you are GOING to be so thrilled about it, go ahead and DO as you bloody well please! For your INFORMATION, Johnny and I are doing QUITE WELL without you," Carla screamed.
"I didn't mean—"
"YEAH? Well I bloody hell didn't mean to have a son with a pathetic man like you!"
"Well if I recall CORRECTLY, you're the one who was so anxious to make love to me, you didn't bother to listen to what I had to say!"
--Flash; bed scene--
"Oh Jack, ::moan:: oh, OH ::gasp::, JACK! JACK!!"
"Feel good, luv?"
::moan::
::grunt::
::thud, bed sheets rustling::
::sharp inhale:: "Jack! Oh! JACK!"
"Liking that now, do we?"
--Flash; end scene--
"YEAH? Well what was it that you were going to say? I'd like to hear!"
"I was going to make sure you knew what you were getting yourself into!"
"YEAH? Well what was that?"
"A really complicated situation."
"So tell me, what was so complicated about me being a damn whore and you just being a customer?"
"Well, did you know what you were doing?"
"NO SHIT I BLOODY HELL DID! You think I haven't fucked with anyone before you? Are you an idiot?"
"That wasn't what I was saying."
"YEAH? (for the millionth time) well WHAT WERE YOU SAYING?"
"You kno what? Forget it. I don't need this. Since you're doing quite well I'll not disrupt."
"GO AHEAD! WALK AWAY FROM US! YOU DON'T DESERVE JOHHNY! ::tears falling:: I...I hate you..."
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Carla suddenly jolted up from bed, cold sweat on her forehead. What the hell was that? Nightmare? Jack hadn't cared about Johnny...he never will...despite that he's flesh and blood...Carla's mental battle/dream caused a slight headache and she couldn't sleep again until four-thirty. Because of the emotional stress, she slept in, and Johnny figured that she wouldn't mind if he met his friends, he was unsuccessful in waking her up and became restless.
"Hey, look, it's Johnny-boy," said a chubby kid, one year older than Johnny, but a foot taller. He had blond hair and grubby fingers and smelled from lack of hygiene.
"Finally, we were about to go to the docks without you!" said another, Mike. He was around the same height and the same age. There were two other boys; they were twins almost as tall as the chubby kid, but they were much lankier and they had yet to grow into their bones.
"Yeah? (he takes on after his mother) well, last one there's a cursed rat! Haha!" Johnny yelled as he started to sprint.
The fat kid started to slow half way there, despite the fact that he had the longest legs and had the biggest advantage, since he was older than the others. He was gasping for breath and the other boys just laughed. They made it to the docks and spotted The Black Pearl (I didn't know whether the "the" was part of it or not. Yeah. Wanna tell me by reviewing? ::grin::) and its crew busily preparing to set sail. Jack was yelling at these two men carrying crates of who knows what, probably rum, and his dominating presence just captivated the young boys.
"Jim! I DARE you to walk up to him and talk to him."
"What? Why me?"
"You were last. Make that a double dare."
"ooooooohhh," the other boys chimed in unison.
"Fine. But Johnny's coming with me."
"Me? Why?"
"We had tuh wait for ye."
"::looks to others for help, none received:: I...don't think that my mom—"
"MAMA'S BOY! You're chicken, aren'tcha!" The boys just laughed.
"I AM NOT!"
"Prove it!"
"yeah!"
"Oh, fine." (tsk tsk, succumbing to peer pressure is never a good thing.)
So the oversized boy and Johnny timidly make their way to Jack's ship, ever so carefully, trying not to bother anyone, anything, or make a scene. Following closely behind a large man carrying three huge crates, the two snuck onto the Pearl and were about to hide behind two large barrels and snoop around when Mr. Gibbs started to yell, "HEY! You two! Yes, you lads, what are you doin' board the Pearl?"
"Oh, nothing sir, just uh...RUN!" Johnny yelled at Jim to get a move on, he was after all fat. They started to break for it and almost left when Jack grabbed the two by their collars and whirled them around.
"Well, well, what have we here? A few stowaways no doubt?"
"No, uh we were just leaving Captain Sparrow."
"Yes, yes we were, weren't we Johnny?"
"Johnny? Ye seem somewhat familiar."
"...yesssiir, I met you last night at one of the pubs?"
"Ah, right, er, uh Barbara's son?"
"Carla."
"Quite right. How old are ye boy?"
"Six, sir."
"Ah, well that's interesting."
Jack had stared at Carla's retreating figure and Jamie just got fed up. She told him that Carla had lost her job after her boss discovered her baby, hoping that would turn him off, yet it was just the opposite. Jamie figured that Carla didn't want her "profession" revealed, and if she did tell, it would definitely make her feel good to ruin that girl. But then she thought that if she did, then Jack would go off and she'd lose a customer, which she definitely could not afford. She mentioned, then, that no one knew who the father was, but whoever it was stopped by in Tortuga around the same time as Jack that year. Jamie then mentioned that she was in a weak state of mind and sometimes went crazy, just for flair. The only thing closest to what she said would be her over-protectiveness of Johnny. She once screamed at an old man for trying to sell them a rotten apple, and people just assumed that she couldn't handle having a kid. All this talk about her just put a mental note in Jack's head to find more about this girl.
He figured that, child or not, he'd have to bed a gorgeous creature like that; that would be the only benefit for him to find out about her. Well, I certainly know what to do next time I stop here...But, curiosity just gnawed at his mind. I suppose we can wait till tomorrow to leave...
"Hmmm, so how's you mother doing?"
"Er, okay? I, think..."
"Sound a bit hesitant there boy. Hope she's not ill. There's this bout of sickness comin around, terrible really, I saw a poor bloke who had it, didn't last two days. Just collapsed on the floor and shook about and then didn't wake up...not even a smack to the stomach...::shakes head:: greenish splotches all over his body..."
The two boys' eyes widened, just the reaction he'd expected.
"Er, sir, would you mind..."
"Check 'er up? Are ye CRAZY? And risk infectin meself?"
"Oh, please Captain, she's all I got!"
"And what's the benefit for me?"
"I have...::digs around in his pockets:: a shilling?"
"Well ::taking the shilling::, I suppose outta the kindness in me heart, I shall lend you me services. Take me to her, lad."
"Jack! Where ye goin?" questioned Gibbs.
"Change of plans, men! Take it easy nother day!"
"AYE!"
"John?"
"Yeah, Jim?"
"Can I go?"
"I guess. ::fat kid flees::"
"Captain Jack?"
"What."
"What's it like?"
"What?"
"Aboard the Pearl"
"It's everything I could ever want."
"Is it fun to sail and fight against those silly navy men?"
"Sure."
"Then I want to be a pirate, too."
"Wonderful!"
"Here we are, she's in this room."
"NO! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HIM!!! ::tossing and turning::"
"Looks like yer ma's havin a bad dream."
::nods::
"Carla, shhh ::rubs her shoulders/arms::"
"What about the green..."
"Ye want me to look?"
::nods again::
"If ye insist..."
So Jack proceeded to unbutton her top, revealing a large portion of her chest and stomach. He really wanted to rip it off and climb on top of her and then... but definitely not in front of her son! That would be, ICKY. Poor kid would have been scarred for life, gouge his own eyes out. With any luck, he'd be having her soon enough.
"Looks, all right, no sign of anything. I think she'll—"
"AAHHHHHH!!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME YOU DIRTY BAS—...THING!"
"Good as new."
"Johnny, what is this man doing here?"
"Well, I thought you were sick, and then asked him to check up on you."
"He's not a bloody doctor."
"Actually—"
"I'm fine, just had a little nightmare, thas all."
"Yes, ma"
"Now, I'm sure Jack here is plenty busy—"
"As a matter of fact, I'm staying here another day."
"Yes! Can you tell me a story, please?"
"Course, boy, but first I'm gonna be needin a talk wit yer ma, go ahead and play wit yer friends fer a bit."
"Yes, sir! ::runs off::"
"What the hell do you want Sparrow?"
"You"
"I am NOT falling for that AGAIN."
"Again?"
SHIT.
"Ye kno ya can't resist me charms forever."
"Watch m—"
Jack imposed his tongue into her mouth and cornered her into a wall and started grinding his hips into hers, swaying just a tad bit, causing her to moan. With that response, he proceeded to slide his hands up and down her chest, massaging the area.
Fight it...Don't let him...Oh! Jack, that is sooo good...No! DON'T LET—mmmmm...You can't let this happen again! It's already gone too far! THINK OF JOHNNY, you can't have another kid now!
"DON'T KILL MY MOMMY!!"
The two broke off and stared at Johnny.
"Lad, I, was just, er, giving her a physical. Don't worry, I'm taking good care of her."
"I...I'm just getting my sword...::bolts to the door::"
"::chuckles:: poor lad"
"That's MY son you just scared off."
"Anyway...where were we..."
"Jack, I can't do this again."
"Again? We didn't do it yet."
"I mean, I just...just go find some other girl and please yourself."
"You mean we've hmm hmm before?"
"Just...go"
"Why won't you tell me?"
"I, just think it's best for Johnny this way."
"What?"
"He doesn't need you in his life."
"What are you talking about?"
Don't say anymore! You don't want him to know Johnny's his son. He won't care. It won't help. Control yourself!
"::bitterly:: You'll never be the right role model. You can't care for him, you can't love him because you're just a bloody pirate."
"Wait, you're not telling me that I'm the father, are you? ::suddenly super sober::"
::pause::
Well, there's no point in denying it now. He wasn't supposed to know! He wasn't supposed to find out. Why? Why did Johnny have to bring him? He was only looking out for you. No good can come from this...
::nods::
"So if I just left this morning, you were NEVER going to tell me?"
"Why would you care? It's not like I meant anything to you, why would he? Hell, you probably have millions of kids with all the women you've been with."
"That's not true."
"Why not?"
"I've seen them...after, they weren't carrying children. I actually visited The Sailor's Loft a month later, and I couldn't find you."
"Whatever. Just go."
"Did you know he wants to turn pirate?"
"WHAT?"
"Told me, imself."
"Don't play games with me, Jack. I have no energy for this."
"I'm not, he seriously wants to."
"NO!, WELL, I ABSOLUTELY FORBID IT."
"But, why?"
"Because, because, he doesn't know what he'll get himself into, and because he's not ready to be on his own yet. I can see his adventurous and rebellious side showing and I've done my best to try to control it. I can't let him grow up a scoundrel with no morals. I can't let him grow up to be someone like...like you. Plus, he needs me, and I need him. I know it's selfish, but without him, I...::starts to cry::"
"Don't worry, I can take care of him, aboard the Pearl."
"Who said I'd let him go?"
"Why don't you let him decide?"
"It's not fair! He's going to pick you over me..."
"We'll see."
"Fine, let's go. WAIT!"
"What."
"You must swear to me, on the Pearl, that you will NOT tell Johnny that you are his father."
"Why?"
"He thinks he's dead."
"I am not dead."
"You were just as good as it when he asked."
"Fine."
"Eh, eh! Shake hands. You are to keep to your word, or I will hurt you so bad..."
"Agreed."
So, Jack follows Carla as she leads him to Johnny's normal play area, and the silence between them was just killing Jack, although he had no idea what to say, so he had no choice but to accept it.
"Haha! I win, yet again!"
"That's not fair Johnny! You cheated!"
"Pirate. Oh, ma! What are you doing here? Captain Sparrow?"
"Honey, when you told Jack that you wanted to be a pirate, what did you mean?"
"Exactly what I said."
"Wonderful! Whaddya say to being cabin boy on the Pearl?"
"::gasp:: you MEAN it?"
"I would never lie."
"Ma! Come on, let's go pack our things!"
"I...I can't, Johnny."
"What do you mean?"
"I cannot live aboard the Pearl. I won't be happy there, I cannot have a life at sea, never wanted it, never will."
"But ma, I really want to go! You'll love it, I'm sure of it!"
"I'm SO SO sorry for this, but you have to choose, although I highly highly discourage you from leaving with Jack. I want you to be happy, but you're only six. Don't you think that you can wait? You have your whole life ahead of you."
"But it sounds so fun!"
"That's what you told him, Jack? That being a pirate was FUN? Did you care to inform him of the dangers? The diseases? The DEATH?! He's a CHILD, Jack, what are you doing, putting such ideas in his head? I don't want to lose you Johnny."
"Fine, I'll stay with you ma. Are you sure you don't want to live on the Pearl with Captain Sparrow? I really think it'll be good. I really do, ma. I really do."
"Oh! I'm so glad you're staying with me! ::kiss:: I'll be at home, ok?"
"Yes, ma. ::Jack and Carla leave::"
"You just turned down CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW FOR YOUR MOTHER?"
"Yeah, you chicken, can't believe you're letting an opportunity like this go by!"
"Don't you know how hard it is to become a successful pirate?"
"You have to go! Forget your ma! You don't need her, pirates don't need mothers."
"Yeah! You don't see Captain Jack mention anything about his ma."
"YEAH! You're so stupid Johnny. Why'd ya mess it up?"
"You coulda become something."
"You coulda sailed under the fiercest pirate in the Caribbean."
Did I really just screw it up? This could be my only chance? But what about ma? I can't leave her! She'll be so sad, I don't want her to be sad! But what about me? This is what I want. I can feel it. I will regret it if I don't go. But what if I never see ma again? I can't just leave her, but, I...what do I do? I HAVE to convince her that we should go with Captain Sparrow, I must.
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YAY!!! Another CHAPTER! Yeah, well, it was fun to write, and you know what's more fun? Getting paid for it. Hehe, jk. I meant reading reviews. Yes. So go and tell me what you think. Anything welcome. Ideas, criticism, praise, whatever I'll take it! :P yeah, for the dream thingy, I was trying to do that thing when memories flash back and forth like good and bad and she doesn't know what to think, what to believe...except it was a dream, which means it wasn't really a memory, but, ah! Whatever. Do you think that it's weird for a six year old to be thinking that much? I'm not sure how to make him older. Help?
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Are you wondering if she really knows it's Jack's? Well, to clear that up, she didn't sleep with another man after Jack, she just was too uncomfortable. Plus, she was a blond and so were all the previous men she slept with. When Johnny turned out to be dark haired (Is Jack Sparrow's hair black? Or just super dark brown?), she knew it had to be Jack's.
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Did Carla deserve to go through that dilemma? The wrong choice would have messed up her life, but then again, what was the wrong choice? Not taking the risk? This question would tug at her heart and mind for a long time. I was just looking for Johnny's best interest; this is the best way...::tiny voice (its ALWAYS there):: to not let him know his own father? Doesn't he have a right to know? I know I did the right thing! Well, ::sigh:: I'll never know. I guess this is what I deserve for being so hypocritical. I practically gave myself to him, scratch that. I DID. But look what I got from it! Johnny is such a great kid. And yet, he was a product of lust. Just a one night fling. Not even a fuckin' short term relationship that didn't work out. I didn't even know the man. So what made me desire him so? What possessed me to do such a thing? Just something about that man...I guess I can't blame the girls for throwing themselves at him. I did the exact same thing. What the hell possessed me to do such a degrading thing?
This is preposterous; it's the middle of the night and my mind is going wild. And yet, I think, if I were to go back seven years, I'd probably do the same thing again. He sure knew how to please a woman, that bloody womanizer. He was right. That was the best bloody night of my life. Of course, right after the day I gave birth to Johnny. It was a different joy, despite the searing pain in my lower body. Damn him and his stupid self. How can I be treated with respect when I'm just another plaything for men? Guess the answer is I bloody well can't. Why'd he have to be so damn attractive? ::sigh:: I'd better tuck Johnny in now, I'll sleep on the situation.
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Carla looked around. There was nothing. Nobody. All was white. It was calm, peaceful, serene, definitely a good change of tempo. She sees a figure walking up to her, from really far away, but something told her to get away. To run, flee from this man. She tried, really she did, but her legs felt like they were in mud, some really really deep, thick mud. When she moved them, she felt like she was running in place, no wind, no change of scenery, no nothing to hint of any sign of movement. The figure just gradually got bigger and bigger until she could almost make out the shape...
--Flash of light and suddenly she was engaged in a conversation alone with Jack--
"So you are Carla from seven years ago. That was some night wasn't it?"
"Yeah..."
"Whaddya say to part two? Even harder and wilder than the first? ::winks and takes in a swig of rum::"
"Is that ALL you think about? I have a son, for crying out loud!"
"Dun worry, I'll pay ye well."
"For what? Another stupid fling so I can have another child from a man who won't even act in the most miniscule way as his father? No way!"
"Ye...do ye mean tuh tell meh tha' Johnny's mine?"
Now this was something he did not expect. This certainly was a joke! But from the look on her face, she was serious, like having no more rum serious. RUM! Jack's mind had just struck a tangent. All gone, rum, that's, so—too HORRIBLE to even imagine! The rum...gone?
A sharp "Yes" snapped him out of his reverie and it was followed by a no- kidding-you-son-of-a-bitch-don't-you-know-anything? kinda look.
"Well, what do you want me to do? Put everything down, my ship, my crew, my entire life for you two?" Jack said, a bit too sarcastic than he intended.
"Well if you are GOING to be so thrilled about it, go ahead and DO as you bloody well please! For your INFORMATION, Johnny and I are doing QUITE WELL without you," Carla screamed.
"I didn't mean—"
"YEAH? Well I bloody hell didn't mean to have a son with a pathetic man like you!"
"Well if I recall CORRECTLY, you're the one who was so anxious to make love to me, you didn't bother to listen to what I had to say!"
--Flash; bed scene--
"Oh Jack, ::moan:: oh, OH ::gasp::, JACK! JACK!!"
"Feel good, luv?"
::moan::
::grunt::
::thud, bed sheets rustling::
::sharp inhale:: "Jack! Oh! JACK!"
"Liking that now, do we?"
--Flash; end scene--
"YEAH? Well what was it that you were going to say? I'd like to hear!"
"I was going to make sure you knew what you were getting yourself into!"
"YEAH? Well what was that?"
"A really complicated situation."
"So tell me, what was so complicated about me being a damn whore and you just being a customer?"
"Well, did you know what you were doing?"
"NO SHIT I BLOODY HELL DID! You think I haven't fucked with anyone before you? Are you an idiot?"
"That wasn't what I was saying."
"YEAH? (for the millionth time) well WHAT WERE YOU SAYING?"
"You kno what? Forget it. I don't need this. Since you're doing quite well I'll not disrupt."
"GO AHEAD! WALK AWAY FROM US! YOU DON'T DESERVE JOHHNY! ::tears falling:: I...I hate you..."
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Carla suddenly jolted up from bed, cold sweat on her forehead. What the hell was that? Nightmare? Jack hadn't cared about Johnny...he never will...despite that he's flesh and blood...Carla's mental battle/dream caused a slight headache and she couldn't sleep again until four-thirty. Because of the emotional stress, she slept in, and Johnny figured that she wouldn't mind if he met his friends, he was unsuccessful in waking her up and became restless.
"Hey, look, it's Johnny-boy," said a chubby kid, one year older than Johnny, but a foot taller. He had blond hair and grubby fingers and smelled from lack of hygiene.
"Finally, we were about to go to the docks without you!" said another, Mike. He was around the same height and the same age. There were two other boys; they were twins almost as tall as the chubby kid, but they were much lankier and they had yet to grow into their bones.
"Yeah? (he takes on after his mother) well, last one there's a cursed rat! Haha!" Johnny yelled as he started to sprint.
The fat kid started to slow half way there, despite the fact that he had the longest legs and had the biggest advantage, since he was older than the others. He was gasping for breath and the other boys just laughed. They made it to the docks and spotted The Black Pearl (I didn't know whether the "the" was part of it or not. Yeah. Wanna tell me by reviewing? ::grin::) and its crew busily preparing to set sail. Jack was yelling at these two men carrying crates of who knows what, probably rum, and his dominating presence just captivated the young boys.
"Jim! I DARE you to walk up to him and talk to him."
"What? Why me?"
"You were last. Make that a double dare."
"ooooooohhh," the other boys chimed in unison.
"Fine. But Johnny's coming with me."
"Me? Why?"
"We had tuh wait for ye."
"::looks to others for help, none received:: I...don't think that my mom—"
"MAMA'S BOY! You're chicken, aren'tcha!" The boys just laughed.
"I AM NOT!"
"Prove it!"
"yeah!"
"Oh, fine." (tsk tsk, succumbing to peer pressure is never a good thing.)
So the oversized boy and Johnny timidly make their way to Jack's ship, ever so carefully, trying not to bother anyone, anything, or make a scene. Following closely behind a large man carrying three huge crates, the two snuck onto the Pearl and were about to hide behind two large barrels and snoop around when Mr. Gibbs started to yell, "HEY! You two! Yes, you lads, what are you doin' board the Pearl?"
"Oh, nothing sir, just uh...RUN!" Johnny yelled at Jim to get a move on, he was after all fat. They started to break for it and almost left when Jack grabbed the two by their collars and whirled them around.
"Well, well, what have we here? A few stowaways no doubt?"
"No, uh we were just leaving Captain Sparrow."
"Yes, yes we were, weren't we Johnny?"
"Johnny? Ye seem somewhat familiar."
"...yesssiir, I met you last night at one of the pubs?"
"Ah, right, er, uh Barbara's son?"
"Carla."
"Quite right. How old are ye boy?"
"Six, sir."
"Ah, well that's interesting."
Jack had stared at Carla's retreating figure and Jamie just got fed up. She told him that Carla had lost her job after her boss discovered her baby, hoping that would turn him off, yet it was just the opposite. Jamie figured that Carla didn't want her "profession" revealed, and if she did tell, it would definitely make her feel good to ruin that girl. But then she thought that if she did, then Jack would go off and she'd lose a customer, which she definitely could not afford. She mentioned, then, that no one knew who the father was, but whoever it was stopped by in Tortuga around the same time as Jack that year. Jamie then mentioned that she was in a weak state of mind and sometimes went crazy, just for flair. The only thing closest to what she said would be her over-protectiveness of Johnny. She once screamed at an old man for trying to sell them a rotten apple, and people just assumed that she couldn't handle having a kid. All this talk about her just put a mental note in Jack's head to find more about this girl.
He figured that, child or not, he'd have to bed a gorgeous creature like that; that would be the only benefit for him to find out about her. Well, I certainly know what to do next time I stop here...But, curiosity just gnawed at his mind. I suppose we can wait till tomorrow to leave...
"Hmmm, so how's you mother doing?"
"Er, okay? I, think..."
"Sound a bit hesitant there boy. Hope she's not ill. There's this bout of sickness comin around, terrible really, I saw a poor bloke who had it, didn't last two days. Just collapsed on the floor and shook about and then didn't wake up...not even a smack to the stomach...::shakes head:: greenish splotches all over his body..."
The two boys' eyes widened, just the reaction he'd expected.
"Er, sir, would you mind..."
"Check 'er up? Are ye CRAZY? And risk infectin meself?"
"Oh, please Captain, she's all I got!"
"And what's the benefit for me?"
"I have...::digs around in his pockets:: a shilling?"
"Well ::taking the shilling::, I suppose outta the kindness in me heart, I shall lend you me services. Take me to her, lad."
"Jack! Where ye goin?" questioned Gibbs.
"Change of plans, men! Take it easy nother day!"
"AYE!"
"John?"
"Yeah, Jim?"
"Can I go?"
"I guess. ::fat kid flees::"
"Captain Jack?"
"What."
"What's it like?"
"What?"
"Aboard the Pearl"
"It's everything I could ever want."
"Is it fun to sail and fight against those silly navy men?"
"Sure."
"Then I want to be a pirate, too."
"Wonderful!"
"Here we are, she's in this room."
"NO! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HIM!!! ::tossing and turning::"
"Looks like yer ma's havin a bad dream."
::nods::
"Carla, shhh ::rubs her shoulders/arms::"
"What about the green..."
"Ye want me to look?"
::nods again::
"If ye insist..."
So Jack proceeded to unbutton her top, revealing a large portion of her chest and stomach. He really wanted to rip it off and climb on top of her and then... but definitely not in front of her son! That would be, ICKY. Poor kid would have been scarred for life, gouge his own eyes out. With any luck, he'd be having her soon enough.
"Looks, all right, no sign of anything. I think she'll—"
"AAHHHHHH!!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME YOU DIRTY BAS—...THING!"
"Good as new."
"Johnny, what is this man doing here?"
"Well, I thought you were sick, and then asked him to check up on you."
"He's not a bloody doctor."
"Actually—"
"I'm fine, just had a little nightmare, thas all."
"Yes, ma"
"Now, I'm sure Jack here is plenty busy—"
"As a matter of fact, I'm staying here another day."
"Yes! Can you tell me a story, please?"
"Course, boy, but first I'm gonna be needin a talk wit yer ma, go ahead and play wit yer friends fer a bit."
"Yes, sir! ::runs off::"
"What the hell do you want Sparrow?"
"You"
"I am NOT falling for that AGAIN."
"Again?"
SHIT.
"Ye kno ya can't resist me charms forever."
"Watch m—"
Jack imposed his tongue into her mouth and cornered her into a wall and started grinding his hips into hers, swaying just a tad bit, causing her to moan. With that response, he proceeded to slide his hands up and down her chest, massaging the area.
Fight it...Don't let him...Oh! Jack, that is sooo good...No! DON'T LET—mmmmm...You can't let this happen again! It's already gone too far! THINK OF JOHNNY, you can't have another kid now!
"DON'T KILL MY MOMMY!!"
The two broke off and stared at Johnny.
"Lad, I, was just, er, giving her a physical. Don't worry, I'm taking good care of her."
"I...I'm just getting my sword...::bolts to the door::"
"::chuckles:: poor lad"
"That's MY son you just scared off."
"Anyway...where were we..."
"Jack, I can't do this again."
"Again? We didn't do it yet."
"I mean, I just...just go find some other girl and please yourself."
"You mean we've hmm hmm before?"
"Just...go"
"Why won't you tell me?"
"I, just think it's best for Johnny this way."
"What?"
"He doesn't need you in his life."
"What are you talking about?"
Don't say anymore! You don't want him to know Johnny's his son. He won't care. It won't help. Control yourself!
"::bitterly:: You'll never be the right role model. You can't care for him, you can't love him because you're just a bloody pirate."
"Wait, you're not telling me that I'm the father, are you? ::suddenly super sober::"
::pause::
Well, there's no point in denying it now. He wasn't supposed to know! He wasn't supposed to find out. Why? Why did Johnny have to bring him? He was only looking out for you. No good can come from this...
::nods::
"So if I just left this morning, you were NEVER going to tell me?"
"Why would you care? It's not like I meant anything to you, why would he? Hell, you probably have millions of kids with all the women you've been with."
"That's not true."
"Why not?"
"I've seen them...after, they weren't carrying children. I actually visited The Sailor's Loft a month later, and I couldn't find you."
"Whatever. Just go."
"Did you know he wants to turn pirate?"
"WHAT?"
"Told me, imself."
"Don't play games with me, Jack. I have no energy for this."
"I'm not, he seriously wants to."
"NO!, WELL, I ABSOLUTELY FORBID IT."
"But, why?"
"Because, because, he doesn't know what he'll get himself into, and because he's not ready to be on his own yet. I can see his adventurous and rebellious side showing and I've done my best to try to control it. I can't let him grow up a scoundrel with no morals. I can't let him grow up to be someone like...like you. Plus, he needs me, and I need him. I know it's selfish, but without him, I...::starts to cry::"
"Don't worry, I can take care of him, aboard the Pearl."
"Who said I'd let him go?"
"Why don't you let him decide?"
"It's not fair! He's going to pick you over me..."
"We'll see."
"Fine, let's go. WAIT!"
"What."
"You must swear to me, on the Pearl, that you will NOT tell Johnny that you are his father."
"Why?"
"He thinks he's dead."
"I am not dead."
"You were just as good as it when he asked."
"Fine."
"Eh, eh! Shake hands. You are to keep to your word, or I will hurt you so bad..."
"Agreed."
So, Jack follows Carla as she leads him to Johnny's normal play area, and the silence between them was just killing Jack, although he had no idea what to say, so he had no choice but to accept it.
"Haha! I win, yet again!"
"That's not fair Johnny! You cheated!"
"Pirate. Oh, ma! What are you doing here? Captain Sparrow?"
"Honey, when you told Jack that you wanted to be a pirate, what did you mean?"
"Exactly what I said."
"Wonderful! Whaddya say to being cabin boy on the Pearl?"
"::gasp:: you MEAN it?"
"I would never lie."
"Ma! Come on, let's go pack our things!"
"I...I can't, Johnny."
"What do you mean?"
"I cannot live aboard the Pearl. I won't be happy there, I cannot have a life at sea, never wanted it, never will."
"But ma, I really want to go! You'll love it, I'm sure of it!"
"I'm SO SO sorry for this, but you have to choose, although I highly highly discourage you from leaving with Jack. I want you to be happy, but you're only six. Don't you think that you can wait? You have your whole life ahead of you."
"But it sounds so fun!"
"That's what you told him, Jack? That being a pirate was FUN? Did you care to inform him of the dangers? The diseases? The DEATH?! He's a CHILD, Jack, what are you doing, putting such ideas in his head? I don't want to lose you Johnny."
"Fine, I'll stay with you ma. Are you sure you don't want to live on the Pearl with Captain Sparrow? I really think it'll be good. I really do, ma. I really do."
"Oh! I'm so glad you're staying with me! ::kiss:: I'll be at home, ok?"
"Yes, ma. ::Jack and Carla leave::"
"You just turned down CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW FOR YOUR MOTHER?"
"Yeah, you chicken, can't believe you're letting an opportunity like this go by!"
"Don't you know how hard it is to become a successful pirate?"
"You have to go! Forget your ma! You don't need her, pirates don't need mothers."
"Yeah! You don't see Captain Jack mention anything about his ma."
"YEAH! You're so stupid Johnny. Why'd ya mess it up?"
"You coulda become something."
"You coulda sailed under the fiercest pirate in the Caribbean."
Did I really just screw it up? This could be my only chance? But what about ma? I can't leave her! She'll be so sad, I don't want her to be sad! But what about me? This is what I want. I can feel it. I will regret it if I don't go. But what if I never see ma again? I can't just leave her, but, I...what do I do? I HAVE to convince her that we should go with Captain Sparrow, I must.
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YAY!!! Another CHAPTER! Yeah, well, it was fun to write, and you know what's more fun? Getting paid for it. Hehe, jk. I meant reading reviews. Yes. So go and tell me what you think. Anything welcome. Ideas, criticism, praise, whatever I'll take it! :P yeah, for the dream thingy, I was trying to do that thing when memories flash back and forth like good and bad and she doesn't know what to think, what to believe...except it was a dream, which means it wasn't really a memory, but, ah! Whatever. Do you think that it's weird for a six year old to be thinking that much? I'm not sure how to make him older. Help?