Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates, if I did I would be rewriting Pirates 2 to
include Jack/Will along with maybe three minutes of plot ^.^
Warning: Dark, rape (mentioned), m/m relationships, suicide, and self-harm.
Summary: will loves jack but who does jack love?
~*~ It's been a year since I have seen your face outside of my dreams. Every time I close my eyes I see you, hear your drink slurred voice, but it is not enough because I can't be with you. Would you be proud of me if you could see me now? I have accepted who I am and did so long ago. I am proud of who my father was and who that makes me. I feel the longing for the sea in my heart more then I ever felt longing for Elizabeth. Liz married Norington recently, I can't say I like the man but i am happy for them nonetheless. Its true that I love Liz with all my heart, we grew up together and she has been the closest thing to family I have had since my mum died. Liz is like a sister to me.
Iv heard new stories about you Jack, exaggerated beyond recognition more then likely, but that's how i know its you that told them. When I hear the tales it is as if you are there telling them, who else could think of things so incredibly Jack? Today another tale of Jack Sparrow floated into port on the lips of a sailor. Is it true that you found a love dearer to you then your Pearl? She must truly be the queen of exotic Caribbean beauty to have held your eye jack. My heart cried when I heard tale of you sailing away from your love. Go back to her Jack; do not break her heart as you have mine. I love you Jack and I always will.
It was the thought of you that kept me alive as I lay bleeding on the floor after having been brutally taken by Brown day after day. The day you left Port Royal was the day the rapes began and they haven't stopped since. The rapes and the beatings were nothing but an annoyance because I still had the idea that maybe someday you would come back to me. But now I learn of your love. Jack, My Jack, my love for you will live on forever although I will not.
I now lay broken in the middle of the smithy, having been left there after the most brutal rape of my life. Today it wasn't only his drunken stupor that caused the mans fit of anger and lust, but my own resistance to his advances. I fought because I have nothing left to live for, should I die no bad shall come of it. Usually now I would curl up as small as I can and loose myself to the fading memories of you that I hold so dear. A sword lay only a few inches away and I barely realized what I was doing until I saw blood. I don't know how long ago it was that I cut my wrists with my own blade, all I know is that the crimson rivulets flowing down my pale arms are the most beautiful things iv seen in a long time and that I love you with all that I am and all I wish I could be.
Darkness has claimed the sides of my vision and the room grows darker every passing second. Somewhere in my heart I am sad because I know I will never again see your face, or hear the voice I have grown to love with all my heart and soul. The other part of my heart rejoices, soon all my suffering will end. Not only that but you will be able to find your love and live happily ever after without some love crazed blacksmith getting in your way. My only regret is that I never told you how I feel, I love you Jack Sparrow and even in death my love will go on.
~*~ This is a starter tester kind of fic, review and I will make more parts for this one, also if I get a few reviews I will write out the several stories I already have planned with the eagerness of a new writer!
Oh flamers are fun! People are stupid and it makes me laugh!
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Warning: Dark, rape (mentioned), m/m relationships, suicide, and self-harm.
Summary: will loves jack but who does jack love?
~*~ It's been a year since I have seen your face outside of my dreams. Every time I close my eyes I see you, hear your drink slurred voice, but it is not enough because I can't be with you. Would you be proud of me if you could see me now? I have accepted who I am and did so long ago. I am proud of who my father was and who that makes me. I feel the longing for the sea in my heart more then I ever felt longing for Elizabeth. Liz married Norington recently, I can't say I like the man but i am happy for them nonetheless. Its true that I love Liz with all my heart, we grew up together and she has been the closest thing to family I have had since my mum died. Liz is like a sister to me.
Iv heard new stories about you Jack, exaggerated beyond recognition more then likely, but that's how i know its you that told them. When I hear the tales it is as if you are there telling them, who else could think of things so incredibly Jack? Today another tale of Jack Sparrow floated into port on the lips of a sailor. Is it true that you found a love dearer to you then your Pearl? She must truly be the queen of exotic Caribbean beauty to have held your eye jack. My heart cried when I heard tale of you sailing away from your love. Go back to her Jack; do not break her heart as you have mine. I love you Jack and I always will.
It was the thought of you that kept me alive as I lay bleeding on the floor after having been brutally taken by Brown day after day. The day you left Port Royal was the day the rapes began and they haven't stopped since. The rapes and the beatings were nothing but an annoyance because I still had the idea that maybe someday you would come back to me. But now I learn of your love. Jack, My Jack, my love for you will live on forever although I will not.
I now lay broken in the middle of the smithy, having been left there after the most brutal rape of my life. Today it wasn't only his drunken stupor that caused the mans fit of anger and lust, but my own resistance to his advances. I fought because I have nothing left to live for, should I die no bad shall come of it. Usually now I would curl up as small as I can and loose myself to the fading memories of you that I hold so dear. A sword lay only a few inches away and I barely realized what I was doing until I saw blood. I don't know how long ago it was that I cut my wrists with my own blade, all I know is that the crimson rivulets flowing down my pale arms are the most beautiful things iv seen in a long time and that I love you with all that I am and all I wish I could be.
Darkness has claimed the sides of my vision and the room grows darker every passing second. Somewhere in my heart I am sad because I know I will never again see your face, or hear the voice I have grown to love with all my heart and soul. The other part of my heart rejoices, soon all my suffering will end. Not only that but you will be able to find your love and live happily ever after without some love crazed blacksmith getting in your way. My only regret is that I never told you how I feel, I love you Jack Sparrow and even in death my love will go on.
~*~ This is a starter tester kind of fic, review and I will make more parts for this one, also if I get a few reviews I will write out the several stories I already have planned with the eagerness of a new writer!
Oh flamers are fun! People are stupid and it makes me laugh!
Look at the pretty blue button down there! Click it and something good may happen!