Chapter Seven: Dancing In Darkness.
Greetings ensued between old friends when Aurora brought Jack up to the Turner's residence.
This is not my scene… Her mind whispered as she quietly found her way away from the group. Not a difficult task for the woman no one sees. She ended up on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Aurora crawled upon the ledge and curled into a corner looking out at the setting sun. Warming of her skin caught her attention as she fingered her necklace causing the torches around her to light up. Times like these she felt relaxed and did not have to put up walls around herself and her heart. In times like these she could remember her family from when she was younger, a source of both happiness and depression. Funny how time just slips by when no one is watching; it had been nearly twelve years since she left home after her mother's death.
I've been alone for twelve years…Aurora pulled her legs into her chest and rested her head on her knees as she stared out into the darkened sea.
"Shouldn't be up here alone you know" A voice disturbed her from the darkness.
"On the contrary Jack," She called back turning her head to face him "I came up here so I could be alone." The captain stepped from the shadows and next to her as she sat on the ledge.
"Lizzie once fell from here," He reminisced "I saved her from drowning and that's how we met." Aurora glances up at him for a moment to see his beads sway with the night breeze.
"Do you like it up here?" she asked him out of the blue. Jack turned and stared at her; he had never given it any thought.
"I suppose I like it well enough," He replies vaguely "Why do you ask?"
"Why else would you come up here?" She asked simply not really seeing any alternative reasons.
"Looking for you," He says lowly to where she almost does not hear "thought you might like the company." Jack smiled his infamous gold toothed grin causing Aurora to burst into a small fit of laughter.
"Ah so I am appreciated," He exclaims jumping up on to the ledge with her "Good to know." She laughed again; a sweet deep laughter not fueled by malice or dry humor. Jack loved hearing that laugh from her though he did not know why.
"I'm in the mood for a drink," Aurora says after a long pause causing him to laugh.
Well we have something in common…Jack looked to her for a moment.
"I don't think we can go to the pubs but I'm sure the Turner's might have something at their home," He tempts her "after all we are invited to stay there tonight." A sly grin graces her face and she hops down from the ledge.
"Well let's go" She says grabbing his wrist.
"This is becoming a habit isn't it love," Jack stated as the walked down the pathway leading to the house.
"I think it is," Aurora says turning to face him while walking "But is it a bad one?" Her eyes squint as if she was serious before they both burst out laughing. When they reached the darkened house the two find everyone asleep. Jack walks over to a small cabinet and removes two rather large bottles of rum. Instead of getting drunk at the house they decide the beach would be better. It took them a while but they found there way to the sand and sat down in the light of the full moon. Aurora stared out into the surf and drank her rum quietly as did Jack.
We seem to always sit in silence…She thought glancing to him once then looking back out into the near black water. Secretly she was glad not to be sitting alone tonight; she always did worse things when she was alone. As the liquor disappeared so did their abilities of coherent thought.
"I don't think I really like sand too much," Aurora broke the quiet looking to her feet as she squeezed the sand between her toes. Jack looked to his feet and did the same.
"I mean it gets every where and it's so hard to get rid of," She slurred continuing to push her toes into the cool sand.
"I know what you mean love" Jack agrees entranced by his toes as well and as equally drunk as his female counterpart.
The sand looks sooo comfortable but I don't want it in my hair…Aurora thought feeling the soft cool sand she just claimed to hate.
"Got it!" She cries in triumph beginning to remove her shirt. Jacks eyes get huge as he watches this.
What the- whoa…She pulls off her the loose shirt to reveal a black undershirt to a disappointed Captain.
"What are you doing love?" He questions her strange behavior with a laugh she glances at him then folds up her shirt to use as a pillow and lays down. Silence settles on them again with the exception of soft breathing and the cool night breeze rustling the trees. A bored Jack sits up and looks over to the darkened form beside him and decides to get her attention. With a long extended finger he pokes her in the side causing her to squeal in surprise and pull away, sending him into a fit of laughter.
"That wasn't funny!" She screams.
"Was too," he counters.
"Was not," she retorts.
"Was too"
"Was not" Annoyed Aurora pushes Jack back into the sand as he continues to laugh.
"What's so damn funny?" Her voice comes in anger as she glares at him. He sits in the sand laughing harder as he stares at her.
"You're funny when you're angry," He says calming himself. Before she can respond voices catch the pair's attention.
"Fuck," Aurora hisses lowly as two night watch men come around the corner of the beach and start down to where the two were. She feels her arm be grabbed as she is pulled to her feet, realizing what is happening she runs beside Jack as they search for a place to hide. Aurora sees a place and pulls him back to the spot causing her to loose her balance as well as his, landing on her back with him on top.
"Well this is intrest-"Aurora's hand clamps over his mouth as he starts to make a comment.
"Over here!" The first watchmen shouts after spotting the two run. Aurora heaves Jack off of her as they both get to their feet and turn to run.
"Halt!" A stern voice demanded accompanied by the loud click of a rifle, the two both freeze in place "Now turn around slowly."
"What are we going to do now?" Aurora whispers lowly while turning around. She looks to Jack who gives her an unsure glance as he turns as well.
"What have we here," A the second watchmen taunts with an annoying cackle "a pirate and his whore out on the beach for a midnight romp." Aurora's icy glare lands on the guard and the lamp he held bursts. She pulls at Jacks arm but is stopped when another figure jumps from the shadows and knocks one of the guards out. Moving deftly in the dark she attempts to disarm the remaining guard but is too late. The rifle in his hands discharges just before she can get to it and the dull thump of a body is heard from the dark. Aurora knocks the guard out and looks into the darkness.
What have you done?