Celwriter: The score still stands with Ricky in the lead. How can you
break Philip's heart? He loves Cel, but Ricky lusts for Cel. How can she
marry a guy who does not even care for who she is inside? Pleeeaaasssee,
give Philip a chance. It's a good thing that my vote counts so high
because it's obvious that you readers all like the bad guy, but isn't it
the good guy who's faithful? All of your votes for Ricky even after the
last chapter have almost convinced me that Philip should be the one.
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Chapter 21
Celeste thought of Philip as she boarded the Black Pearl. She was fairly certain that Philip cared about her, but it seemed that Ricky was just jealous. Did he like her? He had known her for longer than Philip, but did he care about what was inside? She had to ask. She turned to Ricky, but he smiling at her in such a way that she could not ask, yet.
As the moon rose and the sun began to set, Cel found herself staring off to the horizon, thinking, not just about Ricky and Philip, but about other things. Did she really want to be a pirate for the rest of her life? Or did she want something more? Why did Jack seem to know everything, but acted as if he were half-drunken all of the time? She pondered things that she never thought that she would ever ponder.
She looked up at the sky and wondered how far it reached. She looked at the stars and wondered what was beyond. She looked at the water and wondered why it moved the way it did. She had never felt this deep before, but she had never taken the time to think in silence before. She felt oddly calm and wondered if this was the way that the Buddhist priests in China felt when they meditated.
"Whatcha doin'?" The voice startled Cel and she lost the calm feeling.
"Oh, just thinking." She turned to see Ricky and then turned back just as the sun disappeared.
"'Bout what?" Ricky asked as he leaned his back on the fence.
"Have you ever wondered how far the universe reaches or what is behind all of the stars?"
"No," Ricky said at first, but then realized that was not the answer Cel was looking for. "But I have wondered what it is about the moonlight on your face that makes you appear so radiant." Cel looked at him, almost full of romance, but then thought about what was on his mind. Maybe he just wanted to get in her pants. Yes, that line was bull shit and she knew it.
"And?" she asked.
"And what?"
"Anything else?"
"What else is there?"
"Is beauty all you care about?"
"What else is important?"
"How can you be so shallow?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"What do you want to say?"
"Is this on of those times when there is no right answer?"
"There is, but evidently you're too shallow to realize it." Cel turned and stomped off. Ricky just stood there confused, when Jack walked up.
"I heard the whole thing. All women get like that sometimes, she'll get over it. No worries, mate."
"But Jack, what else is there?"
"How do you feel when she's talking to you?"
"I feel like I just want to take her in my arms and kiss her."
"Do you listen to what she's saying?"
"No, am I supposed to?"
"There's little hope for you, mate, but you're on the right track."
"Jack, do you know what else there is?"
"Yes, Ricky, but the only way that you'll understand is if you find out for yourself."
"How do you do that?"
"Listen when she talks and note how you react. Be there for her."
"How can you be sure that it'll work? You know, a lot of things could..."
"You're forgetting one thing, mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." With that, Jack turned and walked away.
"'I'm Captain Jack Sparrow,'" Ricky said in a mocking tone. "Like that makes him know everything."
You're Richard, doesn't that make you know everything? A voice in his head said.
"But I can handle Cel," Ricky said aloud.
How can you handle something that you cannot understand?
"I try to understand."
Do you?
* * * Celwriter: nice long chapter this time, huh? A little deep, maybe, but sometimes story lines run a little deep.
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Chapter 21
Celeste thought of Philip as she boarded the Black Pearl. She was fairly certain that Philip cared about her, but it seemed that Ricky was just jealous. Did he like her? He had known her for longer than Philip, but did he care about what was inside? She had to ask. She turned to Ricky, but he smiling at her in such a way that she could not ask, yet.
As the moon rose and the sun began to set, Cel found herself staring off to the horizon, thinking, not just about Ricky and Philip, but about other things. Did she really want to be a pirate for the rest of her life? Or did she want something more? Why did Jack seem to know everything, but acted as if he were half-drunken all of the time? She pondered things that she never thought that she would ever ponder.
She looked up at the sky and wondered how far it reached. She looked at the stars and wondered what was beyond. She looked at the water and wondered why it moved the way it did. She had never felt this deep before, but she had never taken the time to think in silence before. She felt oddly calm and wondered if this was the way that the Buddhist priests in China felt when they meditated.
"Whatcha doin'?" The voice startled Cel and she lost the calm feeling.
"Oh, just thinking." She turned to see Ricky and then turned back just as the sun disappeared.
"'Bout what?" Ricky asked as he leaned his back on the fence.
"Have you ever wondered how far the universe reaches or what is behind all of the stars?"
"No," Ricky said at first, but then realized that was not the answer Cel was looking for. "But I have wondered what it is about the moonlight on your face that makes you appear so radiant." Cel looked at him, almost full of romance, but then thought about what was on his mind. Maybe he just wanted to get in her pants. Yes, that line was bull shit and she knew it.
"And?" she asked.
"And what?"
"Anything else?"
"What else is there?"
"Is beauty all you care about?"
"What else is important?"
"How can you be so shallow?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"What do you want to say?"
"Is this on of those times when there is no right answer?"
"There is, but evidently you're too shallow to realize it." Cel turned and stomped off. Ricky just stood there confused, when Jack walked up.
"I heard the whole thing. All women get like that sometimes, she'll get over it. No worries, mate."
"But Jack, what else is there?"
"How do you feel when she's talking to you?"
"I feel like I just want to take her in my arms and kiss her."
"Do you listen to what she's saying?"
"No, am I supposed to?"
"There's little hope for you, mate, but you're on the right track."
"Jack, do you know what else there is?"
"Yes, Ricky, but the only way that you'll understand is if you find out for yourself."
"How do you do that?"
"Listen when she talks and note how you react. Be there for her."
"How can you be sure that it'll work? You know, a lot of things could..."
"You're forgetting one thing, mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." With that, Jack turned and walked away.
"'I'm Captain Jack Sparrow,'" Ricky said in a mocking tone. "Like that makes him know everything."
You're Richard, doesn't that make you know everything? A voice in his head said.
"But I can handle Cel," Ricky said aloud.
How can you handle something that you cannot understand?
"I try to understand."
Do you?
* * * Celwriter: nice long chapter this time, huh? A little deep, maybe, but sometimes story lines run a little deep.