How You Remind Me
By Viggorus-0506
Pairing: Implied Jack/Anamaria
Genre: Angst/General
A/N: This is the second version to the story Broken. It has all the same stuff until you get to the part when Will comes into the story. And I changed the lyrics thanks to Padme17. I had one of the lines wrong. I don't think I actually read them before I put them on there I just copied and pasted from some website I don't even know the name of. But anyway here is the second version of 'Broken', titled 'How You Remind Me'.
Anamaria was gone now. She had left having their daughter, Maria Victoria Sparrow. A beautiful girl she was. She had light brown skin and chocolate brown eyes. He held her close as he walked down the streets of the shore-side town; she was his only love now.
I wanted to know, I love the way you laugh
I want to hold you high, and steal your pain away
He walked up to the elaborate house and cautiously knocked on the door. Elizabeth opened the door with a cheerful smile on her face.
"Jack! It's so wonderful to see you. Come in," she said opening the door enough to let Jack in. "How have you been?" She suddenly noticed the small package in his arms. "Jack, who is this?"
"Maria Victoria," he answered just above a whisper and handed her over after softly kissing her forehead.
I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well
I want to hold you high, and steal your pain.
"She's lovely. A perfect cross between the two of you. Where is Ana? Is she at the ship?" A single tear ran down his face clearing away the kohl and dirt in it's path.
"Ana's dead. She died giving birth to her." His voice lacked its usual slur, he looked tired and underfed.
You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore.
"I'm so sorry Jack. I know you must be-"
He stared at the wall while he talked to her. "No you don't know. You're husband is still alive." A hoarse whisper was all his voice was.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
"I want you to take care of Maria. I'll be back to get her one day."
"Of course Jack but you're not going to do anything stupid are you?"
"Just take care of Maria, she's not anyone's servant or slave. Remember that," Jack said standing up and walking towards the door. "Thank you Elizabeth. Tell the whelp that me an' the crew miss 'im," and with that he walked out the door and back to find the commodore.
The worst is over now, and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, and steal my pain away
"Commodore Norrington," Jack said pushing past the guards in front of the commodore's office.
"Jack Sparrow. What are you doing here? Awaiting your demise?"
"Precisely." Jack said surprising the commodore with his lack of accent and the presence of seriousness. "I want you to hang me."
"Hang you?" the commodore asked confused.
"Okay, shoot me if you prefer. Just kill me."
"Why? You couldn't just wait until I finally caught you?"
"No it would take too damn long!"
"Well then. I have finally caught the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow. Or at least that's what Port Royal will think."
"We have an accord?"
There is so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high, and steal your pain.
"We have an accord," Norrington replied back repeating the words. "You heard him men take him to the cells."
The worst is over now, and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, and steal my pain away
Later that night Jack sat with his back against the steel bars of the cell staring at the walls blankly. Thinking about Anamaria, they way her calloused fingers would run across his chest or down his back or forcefully across his cheek. He was happy, soon he would be with Anamaria again and he could run his own fingers through her dark hair and onto her chocolate skin. He would make love to her again do any and everything to her.
She would yell at him again, calling him daft and many other things until her voice was silenced with delicate kisses.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open
And I feel like I am strong enough
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
He imagined her laying her head on his chest as he stroked her hair, taking in her scent, feeling her skin, her heart, her chest rise and fall with every breath. He imagined showering her with kisses, on her delicate lips, her beautiful chest, her dainty neck, her strong back. He wanted every part of her right now. Every inch of brown skin, the hazel eyes, pink lips.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
He brought back down the street from his walk down memory lane when he heard a voice call his name. He sighed. He didn't want to see anyone right now, talk or look at them. Right now he wanted to think of his Ana.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
"Jack."
"Will!" Jack said fakely excited then brought his voice back to all seriousness. "Why are you here?"
"Jack, why are you doing this? The commodore told us you were captured but I knew…" his voice trailed off leaving the rest of the sentence to complete itself in silence.
"Look, I just want you to take care of my Maria. She's a Turner now. Maria Victoria Turner. Doesn't sound quite right without the Sparrow," Jack said turning back around to sit against the bars.
"Jack, at one time the Pearl was your only love. Go back to her. Remember Ana, mourn for her but don't kill yourself."
"I'm not boy. I didn't have the balls to do it so my new friend Commodore Norrington is going to do it for me."
"Jack you have your daughter Maria to think of. She-"
"I trust that you and the Mrs. can take care of her. I trust you with my daughter Will." Jack said never taking his eyes off the moon through the window at the back of the cell. "Besides I'm not fit to be a father, and a pirate ship is no place for a little girl."
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone
"Jack. You can come live with us. The both of you. Or she can stay with us and you can come visit her whenever you want. We always have a room for you Jack. I can have the commodore get you out of here. Come back to us, the Pearl and your crew. Live for Ana," Will pleaded clasping his hand onto the sullen figure of Jack's, shoulders. Jack reached a hand up to his shoulder to rest over Will's. Will smiled in relief knowing this was the closest thing he was going to get to yes to his offer.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like that I'm strong enough
Jack walked sullenly down the streets in his drunken way. It had been almost a year since he was released from the prison by the Commodore under Will. He tripped over something falling on all fours, breaking the bottle of rum in his hand. He looked up to see a whore smirk flirtatiously at him from across the street. Laughing he stood up, trying to catch his balance before almost falling again. Ana, he thought as a tear rolled down his cheek. He wiped it away with his hand replacing the tear with drops of blood unknowingly.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
He walked into the house to find it completely dark. He staggered into it feeling his way around with his hands before tripping again. He got up drunkenly, dusting himself off smearing blood onto his already dirt stained pants.
"Jack," a lady's voice called. "Jack? Is that you? Are you okay?"
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like that I'm strong enough
How many times would he do this? He came to Port Royal to see Maria but when he saw her he would get so depressed and go off to the towns farther inland to find an ever-ready whore and a half dozen flasks of rum. He'd take one last look at her before he left but then he'd go down to the docks and sail away.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
"Aye, luv. I's me, Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Are you okay, Jack?" she asked bringing the lantern closer to him, apparently not seeing the blood that stained his.
"Aye, luv. Jes comin' t' see me girl one las' time fer I head back t' th' Pearl," the drunken captain said leaning forward and using overly dramatic and elaborate hand gestures, unknowingly letting Elizabeth see the blood on his hand.
"Jack," Elizabeth said leaning towards the man who clearly was not in any state of mind to run a ship or be let alone with a 1 ½ year old. Or at least that was what Elizabeth thought but Jack had been far more wasted far worse than this before, meaning it wasn't the drinking making him crazy, it was himself. The thoughts, the dreams, the fact that any black woman Jack saw now reminded him of Anamaria, the constant reminder making Jack more and more depressed with everyday.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
Jack leaned in to kiss the small child's forehead, before whispering softly to her, "G'bye Victoria." He made his way out of the door coming down the steps to be greeted by a concerned Elizabeth.
"Jack. Let me look at your hand for you. There could be glass in it," Elizabeth inquired taking the captain's hand. Jack snatched it back quickly.
"I'm fine, luv. I'll be back t' visit Victoria soon," the drunk pirate replied avoiding the girl's first name, knowing that he would end up showing the noble woman his emotional side he did. He never before had used the name since that night in the prison. The name, like everything else about the dark-skinned pirate, brought him to a depressed teary-eyed state. Even the daftest of his crew knew not to bring up her name to him.
But Elizabeth would not give up so easily. "Jack! Let me see your hand!"
"Elizabeth, dammit! I said I was fine! Leave me the hell lone!" He stormed past her and out the door leaving the noblewoman unnerved. That wasn't the Jack she knew. But in the whole time since Ana had died he hadn't been. She didn't think he'd ever be the same. His eyes would never sparkle as they did before, he would never be as witty as he was before, even the Black Pearl couldn't bring his old happiness back to him. Nothing could, not even Victoria.
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone.
He stood at the helm as a solemn tear rolled down his face and the captain quickly wiped it away. He watched the ocean as the sun came from out it, remembering her face. He knew he would never be the same but he knew that Anamaria would be mad at him could she see him. She would want him to take care of their daughter and the Pearl, which she had loved just as much a he did. But the captain had a feeling that she could feel him and she was urging him to get on with his life, he would see her in time enough and from then on they would be together for eternity. He would try to move on, for her, even if she wasn't there.
"To you luv."
You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore.
A/N:The sequel to this version is called Unwanted, but it's subject to change since I haven't written it yet. (I was just listening to Kill Hannah and I got the idea for the story.)