Celwriter: yes, the idiot is updating another chappie, so spiffy, major depression. At least I can write and not think about it, but once the chappie's done, well, royally screwed. So sorry Ricky.

Now who I really have to worry about is the Ricky in the story, scrambling, "If I were you" never a good thing. What did the ahole do this time. PS. I don't cuss near as much in real life unless something is really shty, then I need to release majorly.

Chapter 25

The door swung open.

Cel's jaw dropped.

Ricky's half-on pants dropped.

The pants were pulled back up and buckled. Scarlet straighten her dress and left, smiling at Ricky.

"I guess you have something to tell her," she said with a giggle and she walked out of the room.

"Ricky?" Cel asked, utterly confused and trying to compose herself.

"Uh...well...I....Scarlet...She...." Ricky stuttered. Cel understood and her face smoothed over.

"I see," she said. She turned and walked calmly out. She held back all emotions.

"Cel, I can explain. I thought..." Ricky started.

"No, I can explain. You didn't think," Cel interrupted without turning. She ran as Ricky reached for her arm and didn't stop until she reached the boat. She was still in shock when she found Jack.

"Sorry, I can't be on this adventure," she told him.

"Why?" Jack asked, confused.

"It's nothing. I need some one to take me to Port Royal. I'm leaving now." Jack knew better than to question a stubborn girl's decision and left it at that. By chance, some one was leaving to Port Royal right then and Cel's belongings were already packed.

The ship shoved off right as Ricky raced down the dock. Now his pants and tunic were on.

"Cel!" he called. She did not respond nor did she turn. Cel kept her back to him so that he could not see the tears building up in her eyes. She shook at the effort of holding them back. And was ready to collapse as she pulled out of sight.

Jack turned to Ricky, anger in his eyes.

Celwriter: Ricky's in deep sh. Boy would I hate to be him right now. Boy do I hate being me right now. Idiot, idiot, idiot. Soooooo sorry Ricky.