A/N I hope my readers enjoy this chapter. Please read and keep the reviews coming. I my have to change this stories rating. I start getting strange late at night.
Chapter 3 Get Me Out As the dawn hour approached I was tossing and turning. The sand was rough on me skin and I was bloody hungry and thirsty. I knew the sun would be beating down on me soon and I was going to have to make a plan. I sat up and brushed the sand from me skin and I shook me head like a wild animal. My vision was blurred from the sleep in me eyes and I thought I saw something on the horizon. I stood up slowly and rubbed me eyes. It must have been me imagination cause when I shook me head again there was emptiness. Yes in me head and me stomach. I felt quite dizzy and I stumbled around. The sun, she was rising over the ocean and her rays were playing on the ripples of the water. I thought about jumping into the salty pool to clearly wake meself up and to clean the dirt from me body. I came to the conclusion that the water was just not that tempting and being dirty was actually a good look on me. Or at least I thought so and there was nobody there to disagree.I guess the only thing I could do was to keep a weather eye open for any passing ships. Me chances were not all that fair. This spit of land had few trees and there was not much food on them. I figured I could stay alive for a month. I also figured I could go crazy. Here's luck to you Captain Jack Sparrow, I said to meself. Which will come first, death or insanity?
Several weeks had passed. I got to know each grain of sand very well. This island really is not all that big. Aye, that bloody stupid AnaMaria. What was she thinking when she dropped the sail. Me pistol was looking rather inviting. To inviting to me liking. I raided the trees for food and then settled meself in the sand. I took me pistol apart and cleaned it out. When it was all cleaned and reassembled I placed it to me head. I cocked the gun and then pulled it away releasing the trigger slowly. Are you advising me that this is a mistake? I asked meself. Well isn't it? I answered. Maybe, but it would get me out of this retched pit. Well then let's have it. I placed the gun against me forehead. Don't get me wrong I admire a person who does what ever is necessary. Yet, I felt that this was not the opportune moment. I put the gun down again. Well if that wasn't the opportune moment what is? I asked meself. I think once a person starts talking to himself there is something wrong. I picked up the bloody firearm aimed at me head and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. NOTHING! BLOODY HELL! I rolled me eyes and said a few choice words. I guess that was not the opportune moment either.
I went through several days of this and I was becoming a raving lunatic. The sun burned me skin. Me lips were parched and cracking. I was bloody sick of coconuts and me rotten gun didn't work. I lay on the sand and I just waited for death to come take me. I couldn't believe it. Is this the way Captain Jack Sparrow is going to die? I figured I would go down in a blaze of glory. I would be plundering a ship with pistols blasting and swords swinging this way and that. I would most likely have a sword run through me and the blood would come gushing out. It would be dark and thick. As I imagined this a fog filled me head. I saw dark timbers, I saw big black sails, I saw the Black Pearl sailing towards me, I saw the ground as I lost consciousness and I hit it hard.
Lying on the sand in the insufferable suns rays I was brought back to the living world when someone or something threw a gallon of cold water on me. The water felt good and it got me to breathing. I opened me eyes to see the face of me first mate, Joshaemee Gibbs. Behind him stood AnaMaria and she doused me with another bucket of water. Well, it is about bloody time you all showed up I sputtered at them. I'm sure glad you didn't give me one more day. "Well we didn't want to make a big deal over it Captain but we figured you might be liking to get back on The Black Pearl." Gibbs retorted. My dear Mr. Gibbs, you have no idea, get me outta here. "Aye, Captain you just happen to know the man who can do that." And with that said, he and AnaMaria helped me to me feet and guided me to the long boat that was waiting on the shore. I climbed into the boat and threw me hands up into the air and yelled goodbye to this piece of sandy wasteland. I'm sure Gibbs and AnaMaria thought I had really gone daft. I stared for a moment and shook me head. There on the horizon I saw the black sails. Yes, sure enough it was the Black Pearl and me crew. They bloody found me. I would have to make sure to give them all an extra ration of rum. Gibbs's and AnaMaria rowed the long boat out to The Pearl where the rest of the crew was waiting. Cotton threw down a line and pulled me up. The crew greeted me with a salute. "Welcome aboard The Black Pearl, Captain Sparrow" they all said in unison. I went up to the bow ran me hands along the black rail and then took the wheel. All right you scaly wags, weigh anchor and hoist the sails. I was feeling rather good about this as I set The Pearl on course for Toratuga. Friends I said, this is the day I will always remember as the day you almost lost Captain Jack Sparrow. I am much obliged to all of you and make sure you down an extra bottle of rum this evening. With that said and done I handed the helm over to Gibbs and I headed to me quarters. I was ready for a good nights rest.
I was in the process of undressing when AnaMaria came threw the door. She apologized for entering without knocking and was getting ready to retreat. I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room. I threw her on me bed and removed her clothes. On me table was a single lit candle and the shadows of the evening fell on the room and over us. AnaMaria was a sight for sore eyes and she made up for her errors. I forgave her for the way she handled the sails and the boom long before the evening was over. She knows how to massage all the aches and pains out of me body and by the time she was finished I was in nirvana.
Before I fell asleep due to pure exhaustion and ecstasy she mumbled in me ear. "Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow. I feel we have arrived at a very special place. I'm sorry, I really am and I have a surprise for you in the morning. Aye, I said. Special place, yes love. A very special place.