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Chapter 19 – The Truth Comes Out
A/N: Hellloo. Here is ze next chapter… (Jack) Finally… (Me) Shut the fuck up Sparrow! (Jack) Or what… (Me) Or I'll do this… -Give Jack a wet willy and runs off- (Jack) –glares insanely and pulls out pistol-
"What about this dress misses?" Paulette asked me. I looked up and saw probably one of the most beautiful dresses I have ever seen in my life. The thing was: Paulette wasn't holding it. She was holding an unoriginal gold and crimson red dress.
"It's nice but how about this one?" I asked picking the one off the rack that I liked.
"It's gorgeous." Liz exclaimed.
"Misses, it's white. White isn't the wedding colour."
"Well, then I guess I'll be the first one to wear white." I smiled. The dress was a beautiful gown with sleeves adorned in diamonds flowing all the way down to my wrist. It had tiny rhinestones on the bodice and it had a slight silver imprint of ivy along the bottom of the dress and it flowed out like a bell.
"I'll take it." I paid the woman and then we were off.
"Umm, Paulette. Could I speak to Sam alone for a moment?" Liz asked her.
"Of course Miss." She smiled and walked ahead of us, humming.
"I don't know why you are going through with this!" Liz whispered.
"I have to alright. He isn't going to let Jack free. I know my father."
"Talk to him at least."
"Liz…"
"Do it for me and the baby." She smiled.
"Oh…" I groaned. "Fine!" She squealed and then hugged me. "I hate it when you do that."
"That's why I do it silly." Elizabeth punched me playfully.
"Your lucky you're with child or I'd hurt you right now."
"I'm sure you would…Paulette, wait up." Elizabeth shouted trying to run up to Paulette. I laughed.
When we arrived at the house my fiancée was just leaving.
"Samantha." He smiled. "Is that your dress?" He asked.
"Yes it is." I smiled back.
"It's…white."
"Good observation." I said. He must have thought it was a joke because he chuckled.
"I must be going. I'll see you later my lovely." He kissed my cheek and was off. I stared at him as he left and started laughing.
"My lovely?" Vittoria said walking out of the door.
"Vitt! Did you hear him?" I giggled.
"Yes…my lovely." Vittoria and I laughed. We had to hold onto each other for support.
"I thought it was sweet." Elizabeth huffed as she went inside the house. "Talk to him now." She added. I groaned, she really knew how to ruin a moment. I grabbed my dress and Vittoria held the door open for me.
"Father?" I asked opening the study room.
"Samantha. Hello darling. Vittoria, nice to see you."
"Likewise sir." She smiled.
"Vitt, can you take this up to my room? I need to talk to my father." She nodded and left the room in a hurry. I looked at my father and he furrowed his brows.
"What's wrong?"
"It's about…Jack Sparrow."
"Ah, the pirate." He nodded sitting down. I sat across from him in the chair.
"He shouldn't be in the jail."
"Samantha, he kidnapped you."
"I agreed to go with him." I whispered. My father stood up and looked at me.
"What?" He asked patiently.
"He told me he would drop me off in some port and then be on his way but I chose to go with him."
"Why?"
"I needed the adventure."
"Here we go again." Gianni said growing angry. "You are a princess. You don't need adventure."
"Yes I do…why can't you understand that this is not the life that I want?" I shouted.
"THIS IS THE LIFE YOU WERE BORN INTO!" Gianni screamed.
"THAT DOESN'T MEAN A THING! You don't even understand me anymore."
"I do understand you." He growled. "Jack is to stay in prison until his date at the gallows arrives."
"WHAT?" I shouted.
"He is to be hung…the day of your wedding."
"YOU CANNOT DO THAT!" I shouted. I was crying uncontrollably.
"I AM THE KING! I WILL DO WHAT I PLEASE!"
"YOU CANNOT KILL HIM!"
"AND WHY NOT?"
"BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!" I clamped my hand over my mouth and my father looked at me in shock.
"What?" He hissed.
"I…love him." I whispered.
"He is a pirate!"
"He is a good man!" I argued.
"No pirate is a good man!"
"How would you know?"
"I do know! It's my job to know!" He yelled at me.
"I hate your job." I sniffed.
"SAMANTHA THAT IS ENOUGH!"
"NO! I DON'T LOVE JAMES! I LOVE JACK."
"Pirates don't love."
"He loves me. He makes me feel so…wonderful."
"He makes you feel nothing."
"UNLESS YOU CAN SEE INSIDE MY HEART, THERE IS NO WAY YOU COULD POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND HOW HE MAKES ME FEEL!" He grabbed my shoulders and I looked my father right in the eye.
"Listen to me…you are to become Mrs. Samantha Norrington not Mrs. Samantha Sparrow. Do you understand?"
No answer.
"Do you understand Sam?" He asked again. I ignored him.
"DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" He roared.
"Inescapably." I moaned and pushed my father away as I ran up the stairs. "Liz…" I yelled bursting into her room. She looked up from her book and frowned. She tossed her book aside and hugged me.
"I'm sorry Samantha." She said soothingly. I looked up at her.
"How could things go from good to bad in just a manner of hours?" I asked.
"Life isn't fair." She frowned. "Come on, get up." She added extending her hand as she rose up. I got up and walked over to the bed and laid down on it. I slowly fell asleep to Elizabeth's humming and to the throbbing of my own head.
"Is she alright?"
"I hope she is Will."
"Elizabeth, you worry a lot."
"Well, I'm her friend. I'm supposed to worry."
"I'm her friend, and I am not that worried."
"You are a man, you wouldn't understand."
"Do you two ever shut up?" I yawned staring at them both.
"Morning." They said at the same time.
"How are you?" Will asked.
"Better." I smiled.
"Are you sure? I mean, you do have to face your father this morning."
"I'm done with crying, I'm wiping my eyes…Liz, if he doesn't care why should I?" I walked out of the room and down to the parlour.
"Good morning mother, grandmamma, Antoinette, Piper…father." I said walking into the dining room with Elizabeth and Will.
"Good morning." Everyone replied except my father.
"Sit down." He said.
"Fine." I hissed coldly. My mother looked at us both and sighed.
"We were just going over the wedding plans honey. I want to see that dress on you." My grandmamma said grabbing my hand.
"Of course grandmamma."
"I'm so happy for you." Piper smiled.
"What?" I asked shocked.
"I'm happy for you." She laughed.
"We both are." Antoinette smiled. "Sam, listen we're both sorry for making your life miserable. Would you ever be able to forgive us?"
"Of course I would." I smiled.
"This is beautiful." My mother sobbed.
"Mama, why on earth are you crying?"
"It's wonderful…now come on. Let's go see that dress." My grandmother exclaimed. We got up and walked up the stairs.
"So my darling, are you excited?"
"I'm shaking with excitement." I said sarcastically.
"Mhmm." She smiled. "In here." She told me. I walked over to the dress, picked it up and then went behind the screen.
"I don't need any help grandmamma."
"Alright sweetie." She nodded. "James is a fine man."
"Yes, he is." I sighed.
"You don't sound too happy about this marriage." She told me.
"Oh, but I am so very happy." I growled trying to lace the dress up myself. After a few moments, I succeeded.
"Alright…oh honey." She exclaimed as I walked out from behind the screen. "You look gorgeous."
"Thank you." I smiled as she hugged me.
"Oh but look, there is a tare in the seam."
"Where?" I asked looking at the seams.
"There." She smiled ripping a piece of the dress.
"Grandmamma!"
"I'll be back darling." She said walking out of the doorway.
"And I thought I was an odd one." I turned around and looked in the mirror. "I'm so pleased to meet you I'm Mrs. Samantha Norrington." I frowned.
"How do you do? I am Mrs. Norrington." I sighed. "James and I are so happy you could come to our wedding."
"Samantha Norrington…oh God." I sighed, sat down and smothered my face in the dress.
"Mrs. Samantha Sparrow." I mumbled into my dress. I looked up into the mirror and smiled. "Hello, I am Mrs. Sparrow. Jack and I our so happy to meet you." I laughed.
"Samantha Sparrow." I giggled. "I'm acting like a child."
"Norrington darling." My grandmamma said from the doorway. I spun around and looked at her.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Just got here." She smiled walking over to me. "Now, let's fix that seam." She pinned the seam together in no time.
"Good as new." She smiled.
"James will love it." I smiled.
"But, will you?" She asked.
"What?" I asked her.
"Did you know that I fell in love with a pirate?" She asked me. She sat down and so did I.
"No." I said excitedly.
"Oh yes…I loved him to pieces but I had to marry your grandfather. Eventually, we learned to love each other but I never forgot Herman." Herman! That name sounded so familiar but…no, it couldn't be.
"Oh grandmamma…what happened?"
"He would visit me sometimes but he stopped when he learned I had a child."
"Did you ever regret not running off?"
"Sometimes I did but I love your mother and your uncle very much and I wouldn't dream of leaving them." I nodded. "What about you?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"Honey, you can't fool me. You are in love with Jack Sparrow." She smiled. I looked at my grandma.
"How did you know? Did you hear me and father?"
"No. I knew the day I saw you defending him on the docks. You had that look in your eyes. The look of someone you love so much being taken away from you."
"Oh."
"Listen to your heart." And with those parting words…she left.
Oooo…getting interesting…what will…
Jack: -holds pistol to my head- Firstly, ever do tha' again & ye will die and… say it…and die.
Me: You wouldn't dare…
Jack: -shoots-
Me: -dies-
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