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Chapter three:

I must have lost a bit of blood, for I was soon dilusional. I thought my father and mother were in the hut with me. And that Klyde could talk. He said to hold still, and not to get up or try to talk. Klyde then turned into my cowardly first mate who was dead. My first mate held me down while he cleaned my shoudler up, and ripped his shirt to make a bandage. I then passed out. I dont know how long I was out, but I had must have gone into a sleep, for I had dreams. They were just about the same as my halucinations. Dealing with my father, mother, and first mate.

I woke and shot straight up. "NO!" I screamed as loud as possible. I had just seen, in my dreams(though I thought it was real) my mother being murderd by one of my crew. I sat there, breathing heavily. Klyde came up to me, chittering away, as if scolding me for being hurt. "Im alright boy." I said, and petted him absently while I looked around. There was a lump sleeping not that far from where I was. I quickly threw off the blanket I had made, and looked to see if I had all my clothes on. Only my shirt was removed, I guessed to help Sparrow clean and bandage the wound on my shoulder...the one he had given me. I silently crept to where he was sleeping, and pulled out his sword. I stood up, but almost fell back down. I seemed to be quite week. But I gatherd my strength, and pointed the sword straight as Sparrows neck, then gave him the biggest kick I could.

"What the bloody hell!" He screamed, then saw his sword pointing at his neck. "Whats this for?" He cried.

"For comming near me! I told you not to."

"If I didnt, you would have died!" He yelled.

"Yeah...your fault. Its not like I asked for you to cut me." I said, and inched the sword closer.

"Well you sorta did." He said, and gave me a smile so dazzeling, my heart seemed to melt...Seemed to.

"Alright, Sparrow," I said. He didnt even correct me about 'Captain'. "I forgive you, because you did save me...But you still have a lot of ass kissing I even think about liking you." I said, and threw down his sword. He grabbed it, and stood up.

"How about, breast kissing?" He asked, and looked pointedly at my breasts. I forgot I hadnt any shirt on.

"Where in the hell did you put my shirt?" I cried, and tried to desperatly cover my nude. The sudden jerk of my arm sent my shoulder to screaming, and my head to spinning at the pain

"I stiched the cut, and washed it fer ye. Its dryin right now. But in the meantime..." He trailed off, and grabbed my wrists that were desperatly trying to cover my breasts. He jarred my shoudler though, and I cried out in pain. He smiled his hard-melting smile, and bent his head down to kiss the bandages on my shoulder, and slowly, started to kiss his way to my...

"Stop!" I gasped, but he didnt even look up. He held my arms behind my back, and I was too weak to fight him. He picked me up, despite my kicking, and set me quite hard onto my palm bed.

"You know you want it." He said into my breasts. I was just about to give in, when my leg connected with his privates. That cooled him off quite quickly.

"Never touch my again!" I screamed, as he rolled over, much in pain. As if in defiance, he reached out, and grabbed a breast, and started to massage it.

"Come one. Lets have some fun." He said, climbing back ontop of me, and tried to pull down my trousers.

"Mr. Sparrow, I am afraid your raping me!" I cried out as a last resort. That stoped him dead in his tracks.

"Im sorry." He said, but gave me a kiss, and a breast poke before getting off of my stomach he had been straddling. He went to a tree and came back with my shirt. I gratefully put it back on. I knew from that moment, that I had to stay away from this man before I gave in, or he did rape me. I made it a goal to go out, and find the ideal hiding spot from him.