Author's Note: Jack's POV. As you can tell, solia's finishing her song, even though it's not her song. It's Nelly Furtado's, but anyway...here you go. Oh, and sorry it's so short. Next one will be longer I promise.
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Your faith in me brings me to tears
Even after all these years
And it pains me so much to tell
That you don't know me that well
And though my love is rare
Though my love is true
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is
I don't know where my home is
And all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is
I don't know where my home is
All I need for you to know is
It's not that I wanna say goodbye
It's just that every time you try
To tell me, me that you love me oh,
Each and every single day I know
I'm going to have to eventually give you away
And though my love is rare
And though my love is true, yeah
Hey I'm just scared
That we may fall through
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is
I don't know where my home is
She looked so beautiful standing there. Her hair was all messed up, dirt streaked across her face, even so. She was beautiful. And I couldn't help myself. I don't know how it happened, but I kissed her. For a second, I thought I felt her ever so slightly return it, but she pulled away. I felt her hand strike my face, and it felt like fire ripping across my flesh. My heart reduced to ashes, and then she started to speak. The mixture of hurt and anger inescapably clear in her voice.
"I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I'm not your whore." I can see the pain, and the tears forming in her eyes. I immediately regret what I just did. How could I be so stupid? She shakes her head, her cold eyes staring at me, staring right through me, piercing my soul. She runs off. She's gone and everyone is staring at me.
"What?" I yell at them. "What are you looking at? Get back to work!" They hastily return to their tasks. Ana walks up to me.
"You know something Jack?" I don't answer her. "You really know how to screw things up." She looks at me disgustedly before she heads below.
I feel degraded, disgusting. It's like somehow she stole a part of me. You're falling for her Sparrow, just admit it. You knew she was trouble from the beginning, and you never did anything about it. Now, you're the one that's in trouble. She's not going to forgive me, but I have to try. I can't help feeling that this is going to be hard to overcome. I want her to trust me, but now, now I think I blew any chance of that ever happening.