WARNING!!!! THIS CHAPTER IS GRAPHIC AND NOT MENT FOR THE WEAK OF STOMACH! But if you do want to know what's going on, then read!
I'm sending out a large thank you to my reviewers! You all are my motivation! This chapter is longer, like I promised, so enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Same ole same ole, all the credit goes to Disney.
I avoided Jack every chance I took. Hours turned into days, days into weeks, until the sun finally rose to the month anniversary of my arrival on the Pearl. I went out on deck that very morning to meet the sunrise. The view I received appeared red and eerie almost. Red in the morning, sailors take warning. I heard that saying when I was a little girl, yet I never had use for that superstition.
I hear footsteps behind me. I quickly turn around to see who it is only to meet eye contact with Jack. His mouth opens as if he was about to speak, but he merely closes it and nods as if acknowledging my presence; the first time since our argument. Now I feel like absolute shit. He's being the bigger person by actually trying to somewhat settle the harsh feelings over the fight, unlike me where I'm holding the grudge and acting childish by ignoring him. Just apologize already!
"Jack, wai-" I stop mid sentence as I realize that he is no longer in sight.
"Finally being brok'n by shunnin' 'im out?" spoke Gibbs, who was to the left of me.
"I guess so, now guilt is swarming my senses…"
"Ye know, we were all curious 'bout what 'ad 'appened that morning. Everyone bu' Jack decided to let ye tell us what was goin' on."
"I know, I would have told him too but I wasn't even sure what was going on. I'll probably never know."
"Well, 'opefully ye will sometime. Now, we better get te work now, the sun's already up."
More people began to pour out of their cabins ready to get to work. For the past month I had been down in the kitchen helping the designated cook with the daily meals. As I head to the kitchen, I noticed the dark clouds engulfing the morning sky. Rain drops began to drop steadily but surely. I didn't think much of it, so I just keep walking to my destination to start on breakfast.
I began my day by cutting out biscuits and putting them in the stone oven. I stirred the meat stew over the heat that the cook, Marty, prepared. Once everything was cooked, Marty and I brought the biscuits, stew, and plenty of rum into the galley along w/ bowls and spoons. I took the job to ring the fairly loud bell to signal the crew for breakfast.
Once everyone got their meal set up for themselves, they immediately began to gulp it down with rum chasing it down their gullets. I stifled a sickened expression on my face from the hideous image. Men with food, not a happy site.
As quickly as they came, the crew left the galley, leaving their dirty dishes behind for me to wash. Marty headed on deck with them to get some fresh air, but I took this as an opportunity to put my feet up and rest a while.
The ship began to rock back and forth harsher than usual. There must really be a storm going on outside. I went to the window at the far end of the kitchen to see wave crashing against the side of the ship. Best stay down here, it'll only be worse on deck. With nothing else better to do, I begin washing off the dishes from the previous meal.
I was halfway through the stack when I heard footsteps again. Without looking up I began to speak to the person, who I presumed was Jack.
"Look Jack, I've acted like a child for the past few weeks, I just wanted to say I'm-"
I turned around only to be met with a hard blow to the head from a heavy object.
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I awoke on the floor of a very damp, dark room. Ropes were bounding my hands behind my back, ankles tied together also. I began to freak out, hyperventilating out of fear for my life. There was a man standing a few feet away from me, candle light barely lighting up his translucent face and greasy hair; Marius.
My hallucination was coming to life. Everything makes sense from that morning in the galley so long ago; it was all a premonition. Marius finally notices I've awoken.
He bent down to my level, knife in hand.
"Now wench, time for me to get some enjoyment out of you," he said, his knife cutting through my dress.
"Why are you doing this!"
SMACK!
"Do not speak you whore! Just stay still or you're hideous body will be cut too,"
I didn't want to be cut, yet I didn't want to be violated and raped by him. I tried to wiggle away from Marius, using my feet and legs to move across the floorboards. I felt his knife imbedding itself into my side, ripping a fair sized sore.
I screamed out of agony, only to receive another hit to my face and cut to the other side of my body. My already dirtied chemise began to turn blood red from the incisions.
"No one will hear your cries anymore, bitch," he said while putting a knotted up section of my dress in my mouth, gagging me. Once again I tried to move, only to be stopped by a kick to my ribs.
There was no way I was going to survive from this, so I just let my body go limp and let Marius win.
Marius undid his pants and cut the rope around my feet, spreading my legs with his knee. He began inserting himself into my opening, but out of modesty I tried to put him out of the way with my newly-freed legs. I kicked him right into his jaw, causing him to fall backwards. Again he picked up his knife and slashed my legs, blood flowing to the floor.
"If you move one muscle I'll shoot you dead," he threatened, getting up and walking away to get something to rid him from the pain in his jaw.
Well, this is it.
Jack's POV
I was tying fighting against the waves at the helm of the Pearl when I heard the scream. It echoed in my head until it finally hit me of who that voice belonged to. Kora!
"Gibbs, take control!" I yelled over the pounding rain.
I ran toward where I heard the scream from. The storage.
I stumbled down the stairs only to stop myself. If someone is causing her to scream, then I should enter in silence.
I opened the door leading to the secluded room in the bowels of the Pearl. In the far corner in the dreary room was Kora, constrained by rope around her wrists, blood seeping from open wounds, and silent tears pouring of her eyes. She looked toward my direction, eyes pleading with distress and pain.
I swiftly got to her side, automatically taking out my knife to cut the rope, setting my gun to the side for protection. I took out the piece of cloth entrenched in her mouth.
"Kora, are you alright?!"
"Jack, get out of here! He'll be back! Go!" she warned.
"Who, Kora?"
"Watch out!!!"
I was grabbed from behind only to be kicked in the side. I bent over in pain yet looking up to see the bastard who had given me the hit; Marius.
He took out his cutlass and aimed it at my throat. I slowly got to my feet, one arm clutching my side.
"Get out your cutlass Jack, defend yourself," spat out Marius.
I gripped my cutlass in my right hand and quickly drew toward him. The fight began.
With every swipe of my sword I made, he just blocked it and parried back into his fighting stance. Left, right, forward, backwards. Hit, dodge, attack, pull back. We fought back and forth until I was struck in the stomach.
Kora's POV
"JACK!!!!!!" I cried
"Shut your mouth skank, just let him die!"
"How dare you lay one hand on Jack! You will die for this!"
"Ha, that would be a sight to see!"
"No, you won't see it," I picked up Jack's gun from the floor and shot right at Marius's chest. He fell to the floor, stone dead.
I automatically went to Jack's side, feeling his pulse. He's alive. I turned him onto his back, examining his face and his wound. His blood was all over the floor, covering my knees. I took my destroyed dress and crumpled it up in my hand, putting pressure on Jack's stomach with it to stop the flow of blood.
I screamed for help loud enough to hopefully cut through the storm.
"Jack, don't go! I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything! This was all my fault; I should be the one in this position!" I spoke to him, hearing more footsteps in the background.
I was on the verge of tears when writing this chapter! And sorry for the inaccuracy for the kitchen scene; i dunno if there were stone ovens in ships...gah, oh well, just a minor detail. PLEASE tell me what you think of this chapter in your review!!!
