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A Bet, Some Rum, and a Wedding
Chapter 30: The Fight

Amy froze in her place. She couldn't move a muscle. Right before her eyes was standing Jack Sparrow. The man that broke her heart. The man that she hadn't seen for three months and was now standing in her doorway. Jack stood just as still as Amy. His eyes widened with shock and just there staring into Amy's eyes, as she was doing the same to him.

"Jack?" Jack shook his head slightly and came out of the trance he was in. He realized his hand was still in midair to knock on the door and quickly put it back down to his side.

"Hello…Amy. How did ya know I was going to knock on the door?"

"I heard someone walking back and forth outside my room and wondered who it was. What are you doing here?"

"Well I…ah…um…can I come in?" Amy stepped out of the doorway and allowed for Jack to walk in. She softly closed the door behind him and sighed before turning around to look at Jack.

"Oh, wait. Just a second." Amy took the chair that was in front of her mirror and placed it next to Jack. She then took a small stool from out of the corner and sat down on it.

"Go ahead. Sit." Amy made a signal with her hand for Jack to sit and he sat down in the chair.

"So…um…Jack. Why are you here?"

"Well, I was just…coming to say how great a job ye did out there."

"You saw me?"

"Yes. Loved the rum here so much I came back to get some more and it just so happened you were singing."

"Oh. Was there anything else?"

"Well…I just came to say that you did a great job. That's about it."

"Oh yes…well…thank you." Amy bit her lip and looked away from Jack. She gathered up all her hair and moved it onto her left shoulder, exposing her neck. She couldn't take the awkward silence between them. She gulped and gathered up enough courage to say something.

"So…how long has it been since we last saw each other?" she asked.

"Three months I think."

"Have you been doing alright? Everything on the Pearl fine?"

"Yes…I've been doing alright. The Pearl is fine. Still the best ship in the Caribbean."

"And the crew?"

"They've all been fine. Gibbs is still alright, incase you would like to know."

"That's good to hear." Another silence fell between them. Jack started staring at the floor and Amy played with the ends of her hair. She looked at the ceiling trying to avoid looking at Jack.

"Have ye been doing alright?" Amy turned her eyes away from the ceiling and looked at Jack.

"What? Oh yes. I've been fine."

"So you've been enjoying this job?"

"What? This singing job? Oh bloody hell no! I hate it! I can't stand strange men coming into the pub everyday just to look at me. They all talk about how pretty I am and want me to go home with them. I can't stand it! I only have four more days at this hellhole and then I'm gone for good."

"That's good to hear, I mean that you're leaving and all. Not that you hate the job."

"I know. I swear I wouldn't be able to get through these last couple of weeks if it wasn't for Tom."

"Tom?"

"Yes, Tom. He's a good friend of Gibbs that works here down at the bar. He's the one that got me the job. Of course now I regret it. He's been keeping an eye on me and things like that. Why? Do you know him?"

"No. Just the name sounded familiar, that's all." Amy nodded and forced on a small smile. She

remembered something that she'd been wanting to give to Jack for a while now and decided to give it to him now in case she never gets another chance. She walked over to the small set of drawers under the mirror and took out a small, draw-sting bag. She closed the drawer and held out the bag in front of Jack.

"Take it."

"What's this?"

"It's the money I owe you for buying this dress. I promised you that I would pay you back, so here you go. That's the only good thing about this job. It doesn't pay bad. Go on, take it." Jack knew there as no point in resisting taking the money so he reluctantly took the money and shoved it into a pocket in his coat. Jack gave a nod in thanks and watched Amy sit down.

"So…how has Harry been doing?"

"I wouldn't know. I've only seen him once seen since Tortuga. And that was about two and a half months ago."

"Really?"

"The last time I saw him was in a pub with a girl on his lap. She looked too clean to be a whore, so I guess it was somebody else. He came over to say hello to me and asked how I was doing and then went right back to his girl. I guess he got over me fast."

"Apparently."

"I guess he couldn't face me after that one night in Tortuga. I mean he told me he loved me and…"

"He told you that he loved ye?"

"Yeah he did. Didn't I tell you that?"

"That bastard," he muttered a little too loud.

"Why do you care so much about Harry telling me that he loved me?" Amy snapped.

"Because I don't trust him!"

"You always say that! There has to be some other reason!"

"Well there's not!" Amy stood up from her stool and took a step closer to Jack.

"DAMNIT JACK YOU DO THIS EVERY TIME! You always say that you don't trust Harry and hate him! Those can't be the only reasons why you hate me being with him! There has to be something else!" Jack stood up from his chair and joined Amy.

"Maybe those ARE the real reasons! Can't I just hate someone just because? I truly and deeply HATE Harry! I hate him with a passion! And ever since you kissed him I've hated him even more!"

"I didn't kiss him and you know it! It was all his fault! I had nothing to do with it! Do you think I wanted to kiss him?"

"WELL YE DIDN'T EXACTLY SAY NO!"

"THIS IS THE SAME STUPID BLOODY ARGUMENT WE HAD LAST TIME! I don't want to fight over this again! If you can't get it through your think head that I don't love Harry, then I don't want to talk to you any more! For the last time, I am telling you the truth! I do NOT love Harry and I never will! And if you can't believe that then just go away! Unless you can come up with some other reason why you can't believe that!"

"Ye want to know the reason why I can't believe that? Fine! The truth is that I don't know! I don't know why I can't believe that! Maybe it's because since Harry tried to hide your feelings for you how do I know that you aren't?"

"Because I'm telling you the truth!"

"No you're not!"

"FINE JACK! I LOVE HARRY! I'VE BEEN LYING TO YOU THIS WHOLE TIME! Does that make you feel better? Is that what you want to hear? Just tell me what you want to hear and I'll say it!"

"I don't know what I want ye to say! You should be able to figure it out!"

"How am I supposed to figure it out when you don't even know? Is there something you want me to do? Do you want me to go drag Harry back here so you can kill him? Maybe then you will believe me!"

"Actually that's not a bad idea!" Amy slapped Jack as hard as she could across his face. Jack could feel a small amount of blood forming in his mouth.

"You had NO right to say that! Harry had nothing to do with this! So stop dragging him into this pointless argument! This is between you and me Jack! Nobody else! There is something that I just don't get that you can't accept! Is it because you can't stand me being with another guy? Is that it? Because I'm running out of reasons on why you can't accept it! Is it because you can't stand the thought of some other guy and missing me? Well it's not like you did anything to stop it! Yes you kissed me before, but did that mean anything? Or were you just having a little fun? And don't tell me you haven't done that before because I know you have! There is no point in you coming up with a lie like you always do! You think that a lie that can get you out of everything! Well you know what Jack? It can't! Sometimes you just have to say the truth! So if there's something you want to tell me I suggest you do it now!"

"I know a lie can't get me out of everything! Sometimes it's just hard to say the truth!"

"Well then just say something about how you feel this whole thing! I want you to say something that has nothing to do with Harry! Harry is gone! I want to know what you think! Not me! Not Harry! But YOU! I've already said what I think of this argument! You bring up Harry Every single time we try to work it out! We fight over the same thing over and over again! I was hoping we could get past this but you just had to bring it up! I want to hear something new from you! Like maybe what are your feelings! And don't say you don't have feelings just because you're a pirate and pirates don't have feelings! Every person has feelings no matter who they are Jack! So don't try and hide them! So what do you feel Do you hate me!"

"No I don't hate you!"

"Do you want to strangle my neck right now and kill me?"

"No! I just-"

"Do you feel sorry? Do you feel sad? Anger? Bliss? Jealousy? Anything! I mean it's not like you love me or anything"

"I never said that!"

"Well then say something!" Jack opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. For once in his life, Jack Sparrow was out of things to say. Amy stood up straight and fixed her dress. She held her head straight speaking in a calm, stern voice.

"Fine then. If you don't have anything else to say, I shall leave. Good day, Mr. Sparrow." Amy walked towards the door, not glancing back at Jack once. She opened the door and paused for a moment before walking out the door and closing it behind her.

Jack just stood there in shock. That was not the way he saw things going in his mind. He started cursing at himself for bringing up the subject of Harry. He saw a side of Amy that he had never seen before. Well, except for that one time with Anamaria, and when he slept in her bed without her knowing. He had forgotten how angry she could get and hoped he never saw that side of her again. The way she acted frightened him a bit. How she just started yelling with full force. But then again, he might never get a chance to see her at all.

'That is not how things were supposed to happen. I just had to bring up Harry. I'm an idiot. I just wanted to know if she just kept in contact with him. And look how it ended up. We had another fight. Wonderful. And this time she left me. Thanks to her my ears are ringing, my mouth is bleeding, and my bloody throat hurts. Damn that woman can yell. I had a chance to tell her that I'm sorry and how I love her, but I just had to be stubborn. I swear my stubbornness is going to be the death of me one day. Look what it did to me now. Amy left. Again. We didn't solve anything. She left me. And now she hates my guts from that fight we just had. This is not what I came for. No. I'm not going to let her walk away from me again. I have to tell her and I don't care how she feels about me. I have to tell her.' Jack ran to the door and swung it open. He ran out into the hallway hoping to catch Amy.

"AMY WAIT!"

"Yes?" Jack turned around to see Amy leaning against the wall on the other side of the door. She seemed to have a few tears coming from her eyes and was looking down at the floor. Amy wiped away a few tears and picked her head up to looked at Jack.

"What do you want?" Jack took a deep breath and gulped.

"I came out here to say that…I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't believe you. I should have."

"Jack..." Amy walked up to Jack and grabbed his hand. "Jack, I'm so sorry. I never should have let Harry kiss me. I shouldn't have led Harry on. I didn't know I was. I started to get kind of suspicious that he liked me as more than a friend, but I didn't do anything about it. I should have done something. And looked at what happened. We had a huge fight, twice, over it. I really don't want to fight over this anymore. I want to get past this. I really do." Amy let go of his hand and hugged him.

"Oh Jack, it's all my fault. If I had done something about Harry, none of this would have happened. I want things back to how they were before. Please forgive me." Amy started to let out a few more silent tears and buried her head into his chest.

"Look at me." Amy took her head away from Jack's shirt and looked up at him.

"Jack, it's my fault. I'm so sorry I made you go through what you did. I didn't mean to." He cupped her chin with his hand and wiped away a tear from her face.

"You have nothing to feel sorry about. If anyone should feel sorry, it should be me. I was a total idiot for not believing you. When I should have believed you, I was stubborn and stupid and refused to believe it. And thanks to me, we haven't seen each other of three months and had two pointless arguments. Those two arguments never should have happened. I am sorry that I made ya feel guilty, 'cause yer not. Ye couldn't do anything about it."

"But Jack, if I just-"

"Don't say it."

"But if I-" Jack placed a finger over her mouth to stop her from talking.

"I told you not to say anything. You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for, so stop blaming yourself. It was all my fault, not yours. So don't feel sorry. Savvy?"

"Jack-"

"I said don't talk. Now, are ye savvy?" Amy let out a small laugh and smiled.

"Savvy."

"So do ye forgive me? Wouldn't blame ya if you didn't." Amy tucked a loose hair behind Jack's ear and placed her hand on his cheek.

"You're Captain Jack Sparrow. How could I not forgive you?"

"So ye forgive me?"

"Of course." Jack wiped away another tear from her face and she tucked her head under Jack's chin and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I missed you Jack." Jack pulled Amy closer to him and had his arms tightly around her back. He gently stroked her hair a few times as she closed her eyes. He gingerly kissed the top of her head and continued stroking her hair. Both of them stayed like that for a couple of minutes, soaking in each other's presence. They were just happy to see each other again. They felt like everything was right in the world again, even if it was only a while. The two were finally at peace with themselves…well, almost at peace. After a few minutes had passed, Amy pulled her head away from Jack and moved her hands from his neck to his arms. She looked up at Jack and stared straight into his eyes.

"Is there anything else you would like to say? To me?" Jack knew this would be the perfect time to tell her how he felt, but felt hesitant to say it.

"Well…I…um…I…"

"Yes?"

"I…I hope ye take care of yourself. I don't want you to get hurt. Watch out for yerself." He couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Oh. Is that all?"

"And I also…hope ye can get away from this place as fast as you can. Ye don't sound too happy here. You deserve better."

"Oh…yes, well…thank you. I hope the same for you Jack. Well, if there's nothing else you want to say to me…right now, I really must be going. It was really nice to see you again Jack." Amy took her arms away from Jack and he let go of Amy. She bit her lip and looked back into Jack eyes. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and slightly smiled.

"Goodbye Jack." She opened her door, took one last look at Jack, and walked into her room closing the door behind her.

See? They did talk to each other! Although I bet it's not what you wanted. Well, there's one more chapter, the epilogue, and then a surprise for all the new readers! Thanks for all the lovely reviews. They are wonderful to read. Keep on sending them please! Ta!