It was two hours of extreme boredom and anger before Tara watched the door open again, and Jack step in.
"Are ye ready to listen to me?" he asked.
"I don't suppose I have a choice," she retorted coldly.
He closed the door, and sat down on the bed. "Tara."
"Sparrow."
"I... I... I... love you."
Tara turned her head away. She was not going to let him talk her around with words of love, empty promises.
"Don't, Jack," she sighed. "Just... take me home."
"I can't, for yer own safety, savvy?"
"So what do you intend to do, keep me chained to your bed for the rest of my life?" she asked angrily.
"No, of course not."
"It isn't your decision, Jack, it isn't your choice to make."
He looked a bit sad. Tara was determined not to be won over. But before either of them could say anything, there was a loud explosion.
"Cannon fire!" Jack muttered. He ran to the door. "Stay here!" he told her, running off.
"Like I really have a choice!" she shouted after him. But as she heard a pistol go off, and the sounds of shouting and fighting, she whispered, "Come back to me, Jack."
"Are ye ready to listen to me?" he asked.
"I don't suppose I have a choice," she retorted coldly.
He closed the door, and sat down on the bed. "Tara."
"Sparrow."
"I... I... I... love you."
Tara turned her head away. She was not going to let him talk her around with words of love, empty promises.
"Don't, Jack," she sighed. "Just... take me home."
"I can't, for yer own safety, savvy?"
"So what do you intend to do, keep me chained to your bed for the rest of my life?" she asked angrily.
"No, of course not."
"It isn't your decision, Jack, it isn't your choice to make."
He looked a bit sad. Tara was determined not to be won over. But before either of them could say anything, there was a loud explosion.
"Cannon fire!" Jack muttered. He ran to the door. "Stay here!" he told her, running off.
"Like I really have a choice!" she shouted after him. But as she heard a pistol go off, and the sounds of shouting and fighting, she whispered, "Come back to me, Jack."