Chapter 3- The Kiss That Should Never Have Been
Arielle drew back, astonished
"What was that for…" she stuttered.
"For being the most beautiful girl in the world, love."
Although Jack was still drunk from hours earlier, Arielle, being the naïve fifteen year old that she was did not realize.
When the sun came up, Jack had long since vacated the house of the Turners, much to the surprise of Arielle who thought that he would stay for her. Elizabeth had gone into town to buy a new hat for Arielle to wear to Norrington's wedding, so Arielle and her father dined alone.
"Father, why didn't you tell me that Jack was a pirate? You know I love pirates."
He replied under his breath," That's why I didn't tell you."
After silence had once again overtaken the dining room, and breakfast had been completed, Arielle put on her Sunday dress and went into town. She walked down Main Street until she came upon a group of men, probably around twenty trying to get her attention, so she turned in the other direction.
She soon came to the long wooden sidewalk that made up the harbor. She looked for the boat she had found yesterday. It had been black and rather worn, but extremely beautiful. She had heard her parents and Jack talking about 'the Pearl' and she had assumed that it was Jack's ship, so she decided to search for it. When she saw no sign of the ship or the man himself, she walked out to the long stretch of beach leading to the fort. And who was she to meet but Commodore Norrington and his bride to be.
"Commodore," Arielle asked,"Have you seen Jack Sparrow? I've been looking for him all morning."
"Oh is he back in town?" the Commodore replied, very interested, "What are you doing looking for him?"
"I like his ship." She said, and continued walking down the strip of sand.
But spotting a black spot on the horizon, she instantly began to run towards the water. Arielle picked up her skirts and waded in, praying that the water would continue to be very shallow, for she could not swim very well. However, her luck ran out when she hit the edge of the reef.
Arielle thrashed and sputtered, taking in water quickly. Her dress was too heavy, she couldn't stay afloat. Arielle was exhausted from trying to stay alive and started to slowly sink to the bottom of the sea, no one would find her, no one could, and she was too stupid.