--Hello everyone! Please try not to be so harsh with me and this fic, it's
my first one so please please review and tell me if I need to correct
anything! I'll try to update every day or every few days. Oh, one more
thing, sorry if my English isn't that good, I'm Canadian yes but I've lived
almost all my life in south America... it's really not that bad but with
slight imperfections at some points--
By the way: '........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 8-
Sharlene suddenly woke up thanks to a furious storm thundering outside. She had no idea what time it was as she couldn't see the sun for any kind of reference. She decided it was time to get up so she swung her legs to the side of the bed and got up.
She dressed in a green, long sleeved dress, combed her hair, put on some slippers, splashed her face a bit and went downstairs.
There she saw Beth already serving the men herself, muttering something about Damn sleepy girl and I 'ave to do all the work. She instantly knew that Beth was talking about her and cursed herself for having over slept.
Sharlene tapped Beth's shoulder who brusquely turned around and glared at her.
"Well it seems that our somnolent, sleepy 'ead 'as finally decided ta drop by!" she said with slight anger.
"I'm so sorry Beth, I had no idea I could sleep that long...what time is it anyway?"
"What 'ime is it?! I'll tell yeh what 'ime 'tis!" she wailed "'tis one in the 'ternoon!, I can't believe ye- she stopped with a sudden- "Oh! I've 'ust remembered pet, yeh 'ave a day off today, 'tis alright then" she ended with a smile and went to finish her labours.
Sharlene gaped at her for a moment and sighed heavily, realising for the first time that half the pub was staring at her and the retreating form of Beth. "What are you looking at?" she said calmly when she heard Beth's shout for the second time in the day.
"By the way, Lene!, 'omeone came by 'rlier in the morning, 'e said 'e was looking fer a young woman that worked 'ere"
"And??" Sharlene asked impatiently "what did you say?" 'why a young woman? I'm not a woman, I'm still a girl for Christ's sake!'
"I said yeh were somewhere else as it was yer day off"
"Oh... did he tell you his name?"
"Nah, 'e said 'e wanted to keep it a secret; probably 'e's one of those folks running away from sumthin' and o'nt even darein' ter say their names in public"
"Yeah... maybe..." Sharlene trailed off, maybe she knew him? Why did he wanted to keep his name as a secret? She would meet him eventually...
"Thanks Beth, the storm has settled down a bit so I'm going outside!" ,and stalked off.
Again both women hadn't had the slightest idea that now the whole joint had heard their end-to-end-of-the-pub conversation.
Sharlene was walking down the streets of Tortuga, happily humming one of her favourite songs. She secretly wanted to buy some extra clothes in case she decided to become a pirate, so she went inside a store and minutes later came out with a bag with shirts, breeches, a blue bandana and a pair of boots.
She was going to look around some more when the storm from before started raging again, forcing Sharlene to go inside one of the nearby pubs for shelter.
She cringed when she heard the non-stop singing of the men inside the pub.
"We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me...."
Oh man she hated that song, well, not hated, DREADED that song. She loved pirates, she even wanted to become one... but she was terrified of them. And the only people who sang that song were pirates.
She slowly turned around, with an expressionless look on her face and without looking at anyone went straight for one of the spare tables at the back of the pub and sat down.
Sharlene was used to this kind of atmosphere, drunken men everywhere, whores desperately trying to get their jobs done, the funny smell of rum in the air and that bloody song.
"'ello puppet" a drunken male voice came from behind.
She turned her head towards the voice and stared at the man in front of her.
"Wanna fool 'round fer a lil' bit?" he said with a smirk, and slowly nearing her.
"I really don't think so, why don't you try your luck on one of those whores over there" and pointed to a bunch of filthy woman laughing and drinking at the bar.
"Nah, I would prefer YEH fer the nigh'" he said now inches away from Sharlene's face.
"I said NO you- and was cut off by smashing lips covering her mouth. She tried to kick him off her put it was impossible, he was far too strong for her. So, she did what she was best at, she moved her knee up as hard as she could and waited for any kind of response.
He slowly moved his body towards the floor, that's when Sharlene took the opportunity to punch him hard on the stomach, punch him hard on the face and finally stomping her foot against him.
She was breathing fast but was extremely relieved she had taken a good strong pirate all by herself and had lived to say it.
She sat back down, and asked the serving man for some rum.
While she waited she heard a voice whispering in her ear
"'ello luv".
'Oh not again', she jolted her head towards the voice and nearly yelled
"What?! If you're going to ask for a night with me you should reconsider it before I seriously hurt you". she snapped.
The man moved his hands in front of him in defence placing an innocent look on his face.
"Yeh 'ave seriously mistaken me actions luv, I 'ust wanted ter 'ave a word with yeh" he said eyeing her up and down and inwardly smirked.
She calmed down. She noticed he was quite handsome, he had chocolate brown eyes lined with kohl, had a nice moustache, goatee which ended in two braids with beads on them, his hair was long, with dreadlocks all over it, some beaded as well, had a red bandana tied around his head to keep that messy hair away from his face; he also wore a white shirt, opened a bit so it showed part of his tanned chest, worn trousers and a pair of boots.
She also noticed his cutlass and gun on his belt. He definitely was a pirate.
"What is it that you wanted to say?" she asked moving her heated thoughts away from her mind.
"Well, 'irst of all, me name's Capn' Jack Sparrow an'.. ye 're?" he asked expectantly.
"Sharlene Nicole Irvine" she said, waiting once more for that irritating gaping she was used to seeing. But nothing such came.
"'tis a pleasure ter meet yeh Miss. Irvine" he said with a grin "now, let me tell yeh, I was 'mazed by the way yeh thrashed that poor 'ellow-
"Poor fellow?!" Sharlene began "that bloke wanted to get in my pants without me-
"I know I know, but 'e 'ad probably confused yeh with one of the town whores" he calmly explained, also receiving a glare from Sharlene "yeh should 'ave told 'im yeh weren' one of those, in that way he wouldn' 'ave suggested yeh went ter the sack with 'im" "Oh yeah sure as if he would have stopped himself because I wasn't a whore" she said exasperated.
"Well in that case yeh would 'ave been in all yer righ' er beat the crap outta 'im" he said with a grin.
Sharlene gave him a blank stare and laughed slightly.
"You've got a point there but still, men just shouldn't be let to harass women in that way" she calmly protested.
"Aye, I know luv but that's the way life works, doesn' it?" he said with a sly smile.
She laughed a bit and asked.
"So this is what you wanted to talk about? If men have or not the right to abuse women?" she asked in a teasing questionable way.
He laughed and said "No luv, that was sumethin' that just popped out in our lil' conversation " he said with a wink making one of Sharlene's eyebrows lift. "I wanted to make yeh a proposition yeh surely won't regret"
"Which is?" she asked in a bored tone.
"Well, would yeh care ter join me and me crew in a farfetched adventure, sail through unexplored passageways ,deal with unexpected danger ye'll never be able ta 'orget?" he finished by waving his arms in a mock Shakespeare way. 'Wonder why all men around here do that' she thought as she observed the not to common fellow in front of her.
"And why should I'd be willing to go? Will I gain something?"
"Well, if yeh want to be involved in a frivolous adventure non other than with real pirates... that would be probably everythin' yeh would be gainin' apart from part of the treasure we found" he said with a slight smirk.
He had hit the weak spot, she knew she wanted this, she had always yearned for an adventure like this, and she sure wouldn't miss the chance to fulfil it.
"Alright then, I'll come with you and your crew" -he gave her a wide smile- "BUT, you'll have to promise me a couple of things first".
"Anything luv, just spill it out" he said moving his arms in a "spilling" way.
"Well" she began "first, I want you to assure me that not a single man on that ship will ever lay a hand on me without me willing"
"'tis enough fer me luv" he grinned "'nthing else?"
"Yes, I will be sleeping on a bed, not on a hammock like most pirates do"
"Alright, that could be arranged" he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes Sharlene couldn't understand.
"'re we all set then?" he said excitedly.
"Ye-yeah I think we are" Sharlene said trying her best not to laugh at his childish behaviour.
"Splendid!"-he clapped his hands together- "we'll be partin' tomorrow mornin', 'ope ye be ready by then?"
"Sure" she said with a smile.
"Excellent, and one more thin' luv, yeh should get other clothes fer sailin', ..other than.. dresses..."
She chuckled slightly and nodded. "Alright, then, we'll be seeing again tomorrow, luv" ,he bowed and left.
Sharlene watched him as he walked, no, swayed, out of the pub and out of sight.
'I guess Beth will take it kinda bad when I tell her I'm leaving' she thought, 'this will surely be a tough night' as she also remembered she had to go to "The Strain" to sing that night...
'Oh man..' she sighed.
She had no idea that a certain sparrow had planned something else for their journey than just a simple adventure through the Caribbean...
--That's it people! Hope you're enjoying it so far, what could be that thing Jack's planning? Will Sharlene know about it before it's too late? Who knows! Just keep on reading! And REVIEW!!--
By the way: '........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 8-
Sharlene suddenly woke up thanks to a furious storm thundering outside. She had no idea what time it was as she couldn't see the sun for any kind of reference. She decided it was time to get up so she swung her legs to the side of the bed and got up.
She dressed in a green, long sleeved dress, combed her hair, put on some slippers, splashed her face a bit and went downstairs.
There she saw Beth already serving the men herself, muttering something about Damn sleepy girl and I 'ave to do all the work. She instantly knew that Beth was talking about her and cursed herself for having over slept.
Sharlene tapped Beth's shoulder who brusquely turned around and glared at her.
"Well it seems that our somnolent, sleepy 'ead 'as finally decided ta drop by!" she said with slight anger.
"I'm so sorry Beth, I had no idea I could sleep that long...what time is it anyway?"
"What 'ime is it?! I'll tell yeh what 'ime 'tis!" she wailed "'tis one in the 'ternoon!, I can't believe ye- she stopped with a sudden- "Oh! I've 'ust remembered pet, yeh 'ave a day off today, 'tis alright then" she ended with a smile and went to finish her labours.
Sharlene gaped at her for a moment and sighed heavily, realising for the first time that half the pub was staring at her and the retreating form of Beth. "What are you looking at?" she said calmly when she heard Beth's shout for the second time in the day.
"By the way, Lene!, 'omeone came by 'rlier in the morning, 'e said 'e was looking fer a young woman that worked 'ere"
"And??" Sharlene asked impatiently "what did you say?" 'why a young woman? I'm not a woman, I'm still a girl for Christ's sake!'
"I said yeh were somewhere else as it was yer day off"
"Oh... did he tell you his name?"
"Nah, 'e said 'e wanted to keep it a secret; probably 'e's one of those folks running away from sumthin' and o'nt even darein' ter say their names in public"
"Yeah... maybe..." Sharlene trailed off, maybe she knew him? Why did he wanted to keep his name as a secret? She would meet him eventually...
"Thanks Beth, the storm has settled down a bit so I'm going outside!" ,and stalked off.
Again both women hadn't had the slightest idea that now the whole joint had heard their end-to-end-of-the-pub conversation.
Sharlene was walking down the streets of Tortuga, happily humming one of her favourite songs. She secretly wanted to buy some extra clothes in case she decided to become a pirate, so she went inside a store and minutes later came out with a bag with shirts, breeches, a blue bandana and a pair of boots.
She was going to look around some more when the storm from before started raging again, forcing Sharlene to go inside one of the nearby pubs for shelter.
She cringed when she heard the non-stop singing of the men inside the pub.
"We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me...."
Oh man she hated that song, well, not hated, DREADED that song. She loved pirates, she even wanted to become one... but she was terrified of them. And the only people who sang that song were pirates.
She slowly turned around, with an expressionless look on her face and without looking at anyone went straight for one of the spare tables at the back of the pub and sat down.
Sharlene was used to this kind of atmosphere, drunken men everywhere, whores desperately trying to get their jobs done, the funny smell of rum in the air and that bloody song.
"'ello puppet" a drunken male voice came from behind.
She turned her head towards the voice and stared at the man in front of her.
"Wanna fool 'round fer a lil' bit?" he said with a smirk, and slowly nearing her.
"I really don't think so, why don't you try your luck on one of those whores over there" and pointed to a bunch of filthy woman laughing and drinking at the bar.
"Nah, I would prefer YEH fer the nigh'" he said now inches away from Sharlene's face.
"I said NO you- and was cut off by smashing lips covering her mouth. She tried to kick him off her put it was impossible, he was far too strong for her. So, she did what she was best at, she moved her knee up as hard as she could and waited for any kind of response.
He slowly moved his body towards the floor, that's when Sharlene took the opportunity to punch him hard on the stomach, punch him hard on the face and finally stomping her foot against him.
She was breathing fast but was extremely relieved she had taken a good strong pirate all by herself and had lived to say it.
She sat back down, and asked the serving man for some rum.
While she waited she heard a voice whispering in her ear
"'ello luv".
'Oh not again', she jolted her head towards the voice and nearly yelled
"What?! If you're going to ask for a night with me you should reconsider it before I seriously hurt you". she snapped.
The man moved his hands in front of him in defence placing an innocent look on his face.
"Yeh 'ave seriously mistaken me actions luv, I 'ust wanted ter 'ave a word with yeh" he said eyeing her up and down and inwardly smirked.
She calmed down. She noticed he was quite handsome, he had chocolate brown eyes lined with kohl, had a nice moustache, goatee which ended in two braids with beads on them, his hair was long, with dreadlocks all over it, some beaded as well, had a red bandana tied around his head to keep that messy hair away from his face; he also wore a white shirt, opened a bit so it showed part of his tanned chest, worn trousers and a pair of boots.
She also noticed his cutlass and gun on his belt. He definitely was a pirate.
"What is it that you wanted to say?" she asked moving her heated thoughts away from her mind.
"Well, 'irst of all, me name's Capn' Jack Sparrow an'.. ye 're?" he asked expectantly.
"Sharlene Nicole Irvine" she said, waiting once more for that irritating gaping she was used to seeing. But nothing such came.
"'tis a pleasure ter meet yeh Miss. Irvine" he said with a grin "now, let me tell yeh, I was 'mazed by the way yeh thrashed that poor 'ellow-
"Poor fellow?!" Sharlene began "that bloke wanted to get in my pants without me-
"I know I know, but 'e 'ad probably confused yeh with one of the town whores" he calmly explained, also receiving a glare from Sharlene "yeh should 'ave told 'im yeh weren' one of those, in that way he wouldn' 'ave suggested yeh went ter the sack with 'im" "Oh yeah sure as if he would have stopped himself because I wasn't a whore" she said exasperated.
"Well in that case yeh would 'ave been in all yer righ' er beat the crap outta 'im" he said with a grin.
Sharlene gave him a blank stare and laughed slightly.
"You've got a point there but still, men just shouldn't be let to harass women in that way" she calmly protested.
"Aye, I know luv but that's the way life works, doesn' it?" he said with a sly smile.
She laughed a bit and asked.
"So this is what you wanted to talk about? If men have or not the right to abuse women?" she asked in a teasing questionable way.
He laughed and said "No luv, that was sumethin' that just popped out in our lil' conversation " he said with a wink making one of Sharlene's eyebrows lift. "I wanted to make yeh a proposition yeh surely won't regret"
"Which is?" she asked in a bored tone.
"Well, would yeh care ter join me and me crew in a farfetched adventure, sail through unexplored passageways ,deal with unexpected danger ye'll never be able ta 'orget?" he finished by waving his arms in a mock Shakespeare way. 'Wonder why all men around here do that' she thought as she observed the not to common fellow in front of her.
"And why should I'd be willing to go? Will I gain something?"
"Well, if yeh want to be involved in a frivolous adventure non other than with real pirates... that would be probably everythin' yeh would be gainin' apart from part of the treasure we found" he said with a slight smirk.
He had hit the weak spot, she knew she wanted this, she had always yearned for an adventure like this, and she sure wouldn't miss the chance to fulfil it.
"Alright then, I'll come with you and your crew" -he gave her a wide smile- "BUT, you'll have to promise me a couple of things first".
"Anything luv, just spill it out" he said moving his arms in a "spilling" way.
"Well" she began "first, I want you to assure me that not a single man on that ship will ever lay a hand on me without me willing"
"'tis enough fer me luv" he grinned "'nthing else?"
"Yes, I will be sleeping on a bed, not on a hammock like most pirates do"
"Alright, that could be arranged" he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes Sharlene couldn't understand.
"'re we all set then?" he said excitedly.
"Ye-yeah I think we are" Sharlene said trying her best not to laugh at his childish behaviour.
"Splendid!"-he clapped his hands together- "we'll be partin' tomorrow mornin', 'ope ye be ready by then?"
"Sure" she said with a smile.
"Excellent, and one more thin' luv, yeh should get other clothes fer sailin', ..other than.. dresses..."
She chuckled slightly and nodded. "Alright, then, we'll be seeing again tomorrow, luv" ,he bowed and left.
Sharlene watched him as he walked, no, swayed, out of the pub and out of sight.
'I guess Beth will take it kinda bad when I tell her I'm leaving' she thought, 'this will surely be a tough night' as she also remembered she had to go to "The Strain" to sing that night...
'Oh man..' she sighed.
She had no idea that a certain sparrow had planned something else for their journey than just a simple adventure through the Caribbean...
--That's it people! Hope you're enjoying it so far, what could be that thing Jack's planning? Will Sharlene know about it before it's too late? Who knows! Just keep on reading! And REVIEW!!--