Hey ya. I am so so so so so so so so so sorry for not updating in soooooo long. Sorry! I hope someones still reading this, but I am sorry. I hate it when people leave a story before its finished. Sorry.
Bonny paced Jacks cabin grumbling to herself. The nerve of him! That egotistical - .How dare he think she was in lo- that she had fallen for him! He made her so angry she wanted to scream. And the most annoying part was that he was right!
She kicked his hat clear across the room and stamped her feet. She was behaving like a spoilt child, but she couldn't help it. Jack Sparrow was driving her crazy, in more ways than one. She could still feel the taste of his lips on hers, the dissapointment that he broke the kiss. She shook her head trying to get the memory to move on.
It took her few more minutes to comprehend the fact that Jack had known her plan. She froze for a moment, trying to understand.
"Another plan?" she muttered confusedly. Then anger caught up again. She hurled a glass at the door and nodded, satisfied at the shattering crash.
A louder than normal creak of the hull caught her attention. She frowned and glanced out the window. The sea was a seething mass of waves beneath a sky looming with black clouds. The ship was bobbing like a cork in the tidal swell. There was a storm. A big one.
Bonny staggered onto the deck. The men were yelling orders over the wind and sleet. Bonny had to squint to see anything. A sudden flash of lightening illuminated the ship for a second. Jack was behind the wheel, his hair and coat billowing in the wind. He had to use all his strength to keep the ship on course.
A wave washed over the rails and drenched Bonny. A memory jerked to the front of her mind.
She had been in a storm like this. She remembered not being scared, even though she was so young. She had thought the sky was alive, the sea roaring its rage. She had been told to stay below deck, but she never listened. Especially when something seemed like an adventure. A way to prove to her Father that she was brave like him. Her Father! His face was shadowed at first, but then clarity rushed over her. He was short, but he had seemed like the biggest man in the world. He had blue eyes that always seemed to be laughing, and he usually was. But this time...he was scared. For the first time she could remember. His hands were trembling as he went to join the crew. They needed to take the sails down...
Bonny stared around her with her eyes clouded with memory. It had come on them suddenly. The skies had seemed to boil. The sailors cursed and said she was bad luck- a woman on board. She had hidden near the fo'c'sicle, but her Daddy was out of sight. Suddenly a huge wave appeared out of the darkness, its towering bulk lit with flashes of lightening. She had screamed in terror. Then Daddys voice shouted out, but it was too late. The wave fell on them, tossing the ship like a toy. The force of the water slammed into her, and she lost conciousness. The last thing she remembered seeing was her Daddy swimming towards her.
Bonny blinked the tears from her eyes. Her Father had saved her. He had put her on some timber from the ship, then had slipped beneath himself.
She gasped and fell to her knees on the deck of the pearl, limp and shaking with the memory. The crew rushed passed her unseen as her eyes focused inwards.
She had lain on the timber for what seemed like days. She was too thirsty and hungry to move and was just about to give up, when a ship seemed to appear out of nowhere. The crew had hauled her on board and given her food and water. They were going to put her onto the nearest port, but they kept getting delayed and sidetracked. They named her and treated her like a princess; showing her the ropes, playing games with her. Laughing delightedly when she said she wanted to be a pirate like ...they... were...
Her attention snapped back to the present, her jaw hung open, her hair in a sodden curtain around her face. Mind reeling she recalled a certain pirate; one with a walk she would laugh at, one with a penchant for putting things in his hair, one who had not yet become a Captain...
Suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the cabin. Gibbs.
"Captain sez you should be below deck till we ride this one out." Bonny stared in Jacks direction and muttered darkly, "Yeah. I wouldn't want to be washed overboard."
Sorry.