So sorry about that, okay then back to party! I am sooooo sorry about not
updating for eons...I have had major writers block since the last chapter, so
I apologise if it is a little short. I am so sorry about how long this took
to update! Please don't kill me! Also you are lucky that this story is
still going because I had the most icky virus ever on my computer!
Again I must enforce that Johnny Depp has now been freed...begrudgingly, I hasten to add.
Enjoy!
Jack and Will ambled down the length of the jetty and ventured into the infamous Tortuga. The night was cool as the sun had set hours before and the winds were surfacing off the stirring sea. The night sky was pricked with glistening stars that casually reflected upon everything polished.
"Will are ye sure ye wanting to do this, tonight?"
"Jack..." Will halted and turned to face a now concentrating Jack. "I have never been so sure about anything in my life. Elizabeth will know the true extent of my feelings."
Briefly looking around Jack to calm himself down, he took a small forward that brought his lips within moments of Jack's. Will gazed into Jack's forthcoming eyes while silently memorising everything about Jack's face. The way his goatee made the perfect frame for his perfect lips. The way his eyes never left contact with his own. The way his eyes were so deep that he could become lost forever and not care.
"They are so dark..." Will mused to himself.
"Are ye going to kiss me or not?" Jack interrupted Will's thoughts.
However before Jack could ready himself Will had firmly grasped Jack's head between his slightly damp palms and forced Jacks gaping mouth onto his. Once Jack had recovered from the shock of Will's sudden advance, he began to slip into the swift tempo of Will's kisses. Brash often, but none-the- less loving.
"A reflection of 'is youth." Jack contemplated.
Will brushed aside Jack's dreads and trinkets to gain better access to his mouth, their tongues fighting against each other to gain supremacy. Lashing against each other furiously, tasting each other and the bitter sea air.
"We must get to the tavern." Jack breathed, pulling out of the embrace.
"I could stay here forever Jack."
Jack began to walk towards and into Tortuga with Will following him as always, albeit rather reluctantly.
The unmistakably sour stench of days old rum permeated the air as the pair sauntered into the pits of the earth. High pitched squeals from 'unfortunate' women giving as good as they got and the low groans of men 'enjoying' themselves rumbled about. Although there were no bright lights to speak of, the garish gowns of the ladies (if that was what they were called) brightened the corners of streets, coupled with the glassy twinkle of spilt rum. The entrance of the tavern was crowded with lolling heads and drooping eyes that were attached to rather rowdy drunkards. However once they had fought their way through the horde, they could easily find Elizabeth sitting with the rest of the crew looking very despondent. The crew, as raucous as ever were at a parallel to Elizabeth. Her lightly shaking hands placed cautiously in her lap, well-worn tear tracks on her fair face shone through the darkness and damp. Her crumpled face illuminated by a lone candle alerted Will to the severity of her feelings for him. He was determined to tell her, to hell with the consequences.
"Jack, I think it would be best if you took the crew elsewhere."
"Aye lad," Jack knew how difficult this was going to be for the both of them, they didn't need an audience.
Jack rambled over to the crew and quietly spoke to them. Plying them with rum and ale was a sure plan to get them to leave the troubled lovers alone.
Will gracefully swept through the crowds to where Elizabeth was sat. Clenching a fist behind his back to stop himself from shaking he began to talk.
"Elizabeth..." Words failed him; silence encapsulated them for a moment, however it was broken by the constant nagging feeling and the promise he had made Jack not two nights ago.
~*Flashback*~
"Will I can understand if ye don't wan' to tell 'er."
"Jack, I will tell her, I will tell her for you."
~*Fin*~
"What is it Will?" Her acid voice cut through his dreaming and brought him around to the truth.
"Elizabeth, I have something to tell you. It's about our situation, well my situation and your part. I am in love with someone else."
Her face fell so suddenly it was as if someone had struck her on the back of her head. Will immediately dropped to her side to begin to answer the tirade of questions.
"Why?"
"A person can not control their feelings. Elizabeth, I do not wish to repress my own."
"When?" Her voice was beginning to crack
"It's been a while."
"But we, last night...you didn't. Oh god Will, how could you. Who is it?"
This was the one question that Will was dreading; it would almost be acceptable if it was another woman, but a man. A man is another entity altogether.
"It's...it's...Jack."
"You and Jack!" Elizabeth screamed to the extent that the whole tavern was mute.
"Elizabeth, please."
"Please what? Please don't make a scene? Are you mad Will? If it was another woman I could understand, but Jack? I don't understand..." Elizabeth trailed off to ponder her last sentence. "How could you do this to me?" She finally whispered.
They sat in the last of the silence before departing the humming inn. Underneath the waxing moon Elizabeth regained a more composed stature and began to berate Will to the best of her abilities while in such a state.
"I can't understand this. You risk your life for me, then fall 'in love' with a man? What am I to do now? Jack obviously knows, who else does? The crew don't do they? Please tell me they don't! SAY SOMETHING WILL!"
Flinching at her sudden spell of anger and raised voice, he began to move his mouth, but nothing came out. He was dumbfounded beyond coherency, slowly over coming his moment; he started to explain it all.
"I loved you, I still do, I'm just not in love with you. I rescued you because I loved you, I still would. Elizabeth, you could be with Norrington and live happily."
"What! Are you suggesting..." Elizabeth interjected.
"Let me finish. Of course Jack knows, I believe the crew do. They have had the decency not to inform you."
"This was happening on the ship and I was the only one who didn't know?" Elizabeth started to become louder the more she spoke.
"This isn't the way it was supposed to happen. I never asked to fall in love with Jack, but it happened and I am more than happy it did." Will bit back.
Elizabeth, with nothing more to say, spoke at Will with a sickly pleasant voice that sent shivers down his spine.
"Fine, as this is what 'you' want, I want you to leave me at Port Royal. I shall make my way from there. I can assure you that you will no longer be welcome and stripped of your Clemency."
Will nodded, blinking back the tears already forming upon his eyes.
ACK! Am most sorry about stopping it here but I could not leave you any longer! So Will has told Elizabeth, aww. Yeah okay. No cliff hanger here, sorry! Just couldn't see how to put one in. I promise not to leave you for ages next time you wonderful reviews!
Thank yous go to...Flame Rhiannon, sugur-plum-faerie, Raya Lupin, bradleigh, raininginnewyork and lilypurewhite.
Again I must enforce that Johnny Depp has now been freed...begrudgingly, I hasten to add.
Enjoy!
Jack and Will ambled down the length of the jetty and ventured into the infamous Tortuga. The night was cool as the sun had set hours before and the winds were surfacing off the stirring sea. The night sky was pricked with glistening stars that casually reflected upon everything polished.
"Will are ye sure ye wanting to do this, tonight?"
"Jack..." Will halted and turned to face a now concentrating Jack. "I have never been so sure about anything in my life. Elizabeth will know the true extent of my feelings."
Briefly looking around Jack to calm himself down, he took a small forward that brought his lips within moments of Jack's. Will gazed into Jack's forthcoming eyes while silently memorising everything about Jack's face. The way his goatee made the perfect frame for his perfect lips. The way his eyes never left contact with his own. The way his eyes were so deep that he could become lost forever and not care.
"They are so dark..." Will mused to himself.
"Are ye going to kiss me or not?" Jack interrupted Will's thoughts.
However before Jack could ready himself Will had firmly grasped Jack's head between his slightly damp palms and forced Jacks gaping mouth onto his. Once Jack had recovered from the shock of Will's sudden advance, he began to slip into the swift tempo of Will's kisses. Brash often, but none-the- less loving.
"A reflection of 'is youth." Jack contemplated.
Will brushed aside Jack's dreads and trinkets to gain better access to his mouth, their tongues fighting against each other to gain supremacy. Lashing against each other furiously, tasting each other and the bitter sea air.
"We must get to the tavern." Jack breathed, pulling out of the embrace.
"I could stay here forever Jack."
Jack began to walk towards and into Tortuga with Will following him as always, albeit rather reluctantly.
The unmistakably sour stench of days old rum permeated the air as the pair sauntered into the pits of the earth. High pitched squeals from 'unfortunate' women giving as good as they got and the low groans of men 'enjoying' themselves rumbled about. Although there were no bright lights to speak of, the garish gowns of the ladies (if that was what they were called) brightened the corners of streets, coupled with the glassy twinkle of spilt rum. The entrance of the tavern was crowded with lolling heads and drooping eyes that were attached to rather rowdy drunkards. However once they had fought their way through the horde, they could easily find Elizabeth sitting with the rest of the crew looking very despondent. The crew, as raucous as ever were at a parallel to Elizabeth. Her lightly shaking hands placed cautiously in her lap, well-worn tear tracks on her fair face shone through the darkness and damp. Her crumpled face illuminated by a lone candle alerted Will to the severity of her feelings for him. He was determined to tell her, to hell with the consequences.
"Jack, I think it would be best if you took the crew elsewhere."
"Aye lad," Jack knew how difficult this was going to be for the both of them, they didn't need an audience.
Jack rambled over to the crew and quietly spoke to them. Plying them with rum and ale was a sure plan to get them to leave the troubled lovers alone.
Will gracefully swept through the crowds to where Elizabeth was sat. Clenching a fist behind his back to stop himself from shaking he began to talk.
"Elizabeth..." Words failed him; silence encapsulated them for a moment, however it was broken by the constant nagging feeling and the promise he had made Jack not two nights ago.
~*Flashback*~
"Will I can understand if ye don't wan' to tell 'er."
"Jack, I will tell her, I will tell her for you."
~*Fin*~
"What is it Will?" Her acid voice cut through his dreaming and brought him around to the truth.
"Elizabeth, I have something to tell you. It's about our situation, well my situation and your part. I am in love with someone else."
Her face fell so suddenly it was as if someone had struck her on the back of her head. Will immediately dropped to her side to begin to answer the tirade of questions.
"Why?"
"A person can not control their feelings. Elizabeth, I do not wish to repress my own."
"When?" Her voice was beginning to crack
"It's been a while."
"But we, last night...you didn't. Oh god Will, how could you. Who is it?"
This was the one question that Will was dreading; it would almost be acceptable if it was another woman, but a man. A man is another entity altogether.
"It's...it's...Jack."
"You and Jack!" Elizabeth screamed to the extent that the whole tavern was mute.
"Elizabeth, please."
"Please what? Please don't make a scene? Are you mad Will? If it was another woman I could understand, but Jack? I don't understand..." Elizabeth trailed off to ponder her last sentence. "How could you do this to me?" She finally whispered.
They sat in the last of the silence before departing the humming inn. Underneath the waxing moon Elizabeth regained a more composed stature and began to berate Will to the best of her abilities while in such a state.
"I can't understand this. You risk your life for me, then fall 'in love' with a man? What am I to do now? Jack obviously knows, who else does? The crew don't do they? Please tell me they don't! SAY SOMETHING WILL!"
Flinching at her sudden spell of anger and raised voice, he began to move his mouth, but nothing came out. He was dumbfounded beyond coherency, slowly over coming his moment; he started to explain it all.
"I loved you, I still do, I'm just not in love with you. I rescued you because I loved you, I still would. Elizabeth, you could be with Norrington and live happily."
"What! Are you suggesting..." Elizabeth interjected.
"Let me finish. Of course Jack knows, I believe the crew do. They have had the decency not to inform you."
"This was happening on the ship and I was the only one who didn't know?" Elizabeth started to become louder the more she spoke.
"This isn't the way it was supposed to happen. I never asked to fall in love with Jack, but it happened and I am more than happy it did." Will bit back.
Elizabeth, with nothing more to say, spoke at Will with a sickly pleasant voice that sent shivers down his spine.
"Fine, as this is what 'you' want, I want you to leave me at Port Royal. I shall make my way from there. I can assure you that you will no longer be welcome and stripped of your Clemency."
Will nodded, blinking back the tears already forming upon his eyes.
ACK! Am most sorry about stopping it here but I could not leave you any longer! So Will has told Elizabeth, aww. Yeah okay. No cliff hanger here, sorry! Just couldn't see how to put one in. I promise not to leave you for ages next time you wonderful reviews!
Thank yous go to...Flame Rhiannon, sugur-plum-faerie, Raya Lupin, bradleigh, raininginnewyork and lilypurewhite.