--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--
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'........' for thinking
"......." for talking
-Chapter 14-
She stood there, sitting on the bed, staring at the closed door through which Jack had gone by merely seconds ago.
But although the quietness of the room, something kept bumping against the back of her head together with a weird feeling burning inside her stomach. She just couldn't understand what Jack had said and done.
-"Is he some kind of wacko?!"- she spoke to no one in particular -"I mean who the hell does he think he is?! Trying to confuse people like that! Jeez!"-
She got off the bed and started walking and continued talking to the walls like a maniac.
-"Did men have PMS in this time? Cause that could be a very good reason to act like that...or maybe he has some split personality disorder which makes him forget most of the stuff he does..."-
While she was talking she noticed something shining behind the cupboard; she kept talking though...
-"Why would he not know why he was so worried about me? At least he could have said something normal such as "I won't afford losing a crew member" or "you would have polluted the ocean if we had left you there to die" or even "because I'm crazy in love with you and would have died if-
She stopped dead at the realisation of what she had just said; but immediately regained composture and said mostly to her poking conscious.
-"Too much Jack Sparrow I would say... yup, definitely too much Sparrow, yup, definitely- what the"-
She had opened the cupboard shielding the mysterious shinning and had come face to face with... wait a minute, who the hell was she?!
She stood there, touching her face to see if it was actually real, gaping at her own reflection, not that she had not seen her own appearance before, but the issue here was that THIS WAS NOT HER BLOODY APPEARANCE!!!
She let out an ear crushing scream which lasted until someone's hand blocked the sound coming out of her open mouth.
-"What the fuckin' hell is wrong with yeh woman!"- said a male's pissed voice from behind, she could not see him as he was much taller and his reflection went up to his neck.
-"Let go of me you fucking ass limpdick!!"- man she was furious, well actually furious is a little soft, let's say smoke was coming out of her ears and if you tried, you could boil an egg on the top of her head from all the heat she was letting out.
-"Hey, hey, hey! Watch yer tongue young lady! No one speaks to Cap'n Jack Sparrow in that way!"- he said grabbing her wrists and letting her calm down.
-"You- breath- you don't- breath- understand"- she collapsed on the floor with Jack still attached to her now slightly bruised wrists.
Jack saw the expression on her face, she wasn't crying, she was in some state of shock. He softly tilted her chin upwards and looked into her eyes. She looked back but instantly jolted her face away from his grasp.
-"Don't look at this!"- she yelled as she stud on her feet -"it's not me! It's not who I am!"
Jack looked up at her questioningly, not understanding a thing she had just thrown out at him, and calmly stud up as well.
-"What do yeh mean it's not who yeh 're?, who else could yeh be then?"- he spoke as if he were speaking to a five year old and this infuriated her even more.
-"I DON'T KNOW! I LOOKED IN THAT FUCKING MIRROR OF YOURS (she pointed at the mirror in the cupboard behind her) AND I SAW A DIFFERENT WOMAN INSTEAD OF MY BLOODY REFLECTION!"- she was screaming so hard her throat felt like living hell every time she said a word, but she could care less.- AND DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO ME AS IF I WERE AN HYSTERICAL, ANNOYING LITTLE BRAT CAUSE I KNOW - WHAT - I - SAW!"-
-"Alrigh', alrigh', let's calm down shall we?". He flinched as she shot daggers at him with her gaze -"first of all I do not think yeh're an hysterical annoying little brat, perhaps an annoyingly stunning little brat but that's not the matter in question here". He calmed down as he saw her relax a bit.
-"So let's see, yeh think yeh saw- icy glare- sorry yeh say yeh saw another woman instead of yer own face righ'? so why don't I look at yer reflection while yeh're in front of the mirror and so let me be the judge of this situation?"- he proposed with a smile.
-"I guess, but if you see what I saw, then Jack, I'm afraid you're seeing some kind of ghost instead of the real me"-
-"Aw come on luv, let us see yeh"-
They stood together in front of the mirror, Sharlene had her eyes tightly closed so that she wouldn't see that reflection and start screaming again.
Jack chuckled and whispered gently to her ear
-"Yeh can do this come on, the only one I see there is you"-
That simple phrase had made her heart start beating fast against her chest, it gave her a sense of security she had never experienced before. She slowly opened her eyes to have her heart fall to depression again, there she was, the woman she had saw instead of her own features, as shocked as she was. She had curly jet black hair, bony cheeks, sparkling green eyes and pink, thin lips. Her brows were much thinner than her own... her own.... she had yearned to see herself since the moment she had fallen into this time and when she finally had had the opportunity, she had a completely different person staring back at her.
She sensed that the feeling of screaming it all out was flowing up her bosom when she turned around like lightning and covered "her" face on Jack's chest.
-"That's not me Jack"- she whispered.
He surrounded her with his arms in a warm embrace.
-"Who do yeh think 'tis then? And how did that woman got inside yer body?... or perhaps, how did yeh get inside this woman's body..."-
-"I don't know Jack"- she shot a glimpse towards the mirror again and kept staring at it -"I'm scared"-.
