Title: Betrayal
Author: Majishia
Pairing: J/W
Disclaimer: None of them are mine. I'm making no profit off them.
Of course, Will only thought of it as a betrayal when Jack touched her. Not even a lover's pleasurable touch, a friendly touch, a brother's touch. But then Will always thought of a touch on Jack's side as a betrayal.
He was Will's, damn it, and no one else's, not even Elizabeth's. He was no dizzying whore's, or even James'. He was Will's and nothing he could say or do would, or even could change that.
But Jack keeps saying he was still free. He keeps touching, keeps kissing and fucking and swearing he's still doing nothing wrong, but Will knows.
Will would always know where Jack was or whom he was with. It was James the first time. Then Jack slowly made his way around the ranks. Andrew Gillette, Theodore Groves, (lovers, you know) and one or two others in the lower ranks.
Jack doesn't think Will knows. But Will knows. Will always knows when Jack sneaks out of the Pearl late at night, leaving Will only after he thinks he's asleep.
And Will's angry. Angry that Jack lies. That Jack promises and he listens. Will lies to himself until he's blue in the face that Jack really loves him. And Jack does, but he thinks what Will doesn't know won't hurt him.
And Will hurts. Will hurts because he knows he's not what Jack needs, what Jack wants.
Will sheds a tear each night Jack leaves him. Because each night Jack leaves, Will dies a little inside. So Will is leaving. Leaving Jack, leaving the Black Pearl. And with Jack, he leaves his heart. Because he knows that one night, if he did not leave, he would have taken more steps to insure that he would never be hurt by Jack again.