Chapter 2: Alone with Jack

After I melted in front of Jack, he had a crewmember escort me to the room I was to be locked up in for the trip. As we walked away I stared back at him. Why does he have to be so attractive? I thought to myself. "Here we are Miss." The man said to me as he opened the door and shoved me inside. The door slammed shut behind me and I heard a click when he locked the door.

"So this is what a pirate ship looks like." I said to myself. "Its cleaner than I thought it would be."

The room was small, there was small window letting in what little light it could. I peered out of it and saw the waves and a dolphin jumping in the distance. There was a chair sitting in the corner with a footstool in front of it. The chair had a wooden backing with a little cushion in the center and the seat had a cushion with a button in the center. There were arms on the chair and the armrests had little cushions on them too. The chair looked very old to me, almost an antique. It looked worn in and it didn't look very comfortable. I walked over to the chair studying it. I sat down and propped my feet up on the matching footstool. It was the most comfortable chair I ever sat in. I almost immediately fell asleep in it. I threw my left leg over my right and just sunk into the chair. If they were going to let me go they would have to pry me from this chair.


"Ello' love" I heard the mysterious voice say. I turned around and Jack Sparrow was standing right behind me. "What brings you hear?" He said with a drunken slur. "What are you talking about Mr. Sparrow...you brought me hear." I confusedly replied. "Please, just call me Jack. And it is you who brought me hear."

Now I was even more confused. "Are you drunk Mr... I mean Jack?"

"It depends on what you mean by drunk, luv."

"Jack you're scaring me."

"Relax love." Suddenly he leaned forward and started kissing my neck. I shoved him back and slapped him.

"I am not that kind of girl to start making out with a man I just met on a boat full of pirates."

"What are you talking about luv, we are the only ones here?"

Now more confused I looked around. We were standing on a beautiful beach with the sun setting in front of us. "Jack! How did we get here?"

"Shhhhhhh... don't spoil the moment luv." He leaned in to kiss my lips...


I opened my eyes and Jack was standing over me. "Having a nice dream luv?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You talk in your sleep."

Suddenly embarrassed I snapped, "It was a nightmare."

"Whatever you say." He said with a smirk. I could tell he knew I was lying. As if it wasn't hard enough to lie to man who looks as good as he did, I wasn't a very good liar in the first place... unless I was drunk of course.

"Jack I'm curious to know."

"Yes luv?"

"Why are you calling me luv?"

"Just bad habit luv, don't take it personally."

"So, what were you doing standing over me while I was sleeping?" I asked inquisitively.

"I was going to tell you we were here but you just looked so peaceful and then I heard you say my name."

My face blushed, "You were just drinking rum with me,' I lied, "that's it."

"Alright luv, whatever you say."

"Where did you say we were?"

"I didn't. Port Hobo."

"Port Hobo? For some reason it sounds familiar..."