Chapter Thirteen: Is A Life Woth Livin' Without Love?
Once we were aboard the docks, I just stood there and waited to board the interceptor.
"Feast yer eyes, Cap'n. All of em faithful hands before the mast. Ev'er man worth his salt. Some crazy to boot." Gibbs said with a smile proudly plastered on his chubby face.
I had to smile for the man, it was well handed to him. I looked at Jack's back while he studied them all.
"So this is your able-bodies crew?" Will asked with an unsure face. I rolled my eyes.
"What does it matter Will. Once this is all over, we're home free." I said, only to where Will could here me, but apparently Jack had to.
He looked at me and I could swear I seen hurt in his eyes, but he quickly covered it back up.
He walked down the line to an old man with a parrot. With a green banana in his right hand.
"You, Sailor!" Jack said loudly, in front of the man as though he was deaf. I once again rolled my eyes.
"Cotton, sir." Gibbs said informing Jack. I wondered why the man hadn't talked. It wasn't like he couldn't speak for him-self…or maybe he couldn't. I was confused.
"Mr. Cotton, do you have the to courage to follow orders and to stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death?" Jack asked. Mr. Cotton didn't answer him.
"Mr. Cotton, answer man!" Jack once again said rather loudly. I sighed.
"Any louder and he'll be deaf, Sparrow." I said. He looked back at me.
"Any more talking and you'll be mute, lass." he said. I gasped and anger flooded my face entirely. Will put his hand on my back.
"It's alright, he's attracted to you. I can tell." he whispered. I looked at him.
"William Turner…what in Davy Jones' name gives you an idea to say such things?" I said, rather loudly. Everyone looked at me. Even Jack. I blushed.
"Sorry." I said not so loudly. They went back to their own business.
Will had a smile plastered across his face once we aboard the interceptor and I had noticed Anamaria slap Jack causing the same feelings to rise as the night before. Me and William were standing at the front port. Without a word he leaned in and whispered.
"See sweet Shyla, you are not the only one who feels for another." he said.
I gasped; he used my own words against me. I elbowed him in the stomach. Making him gasp for air. Jack had by that time came to where we were standing and talking. I seen him and turned back out to the ocean. I could hear William whisper something to dear Ol' Jack.
"Will, it'd be wise not to try anything there." I said without looking to them. But I knew he must've smiled and went on his merry way.
"Ye wouldn't be lying about earlier would, ye lass?" the voice of Jack Sparrow asked me.
I closed my eyes. After seeing him get slapped and that gave me an idea of them being his lovers or something to him at one time.
"I do not wish to be but another one of your girls, thrown to the side. I'm not of that nature, Jack." I said plainly. I heard him sigh.
"I've not intended for you to be so, love." he whispered into my ear. This caught me by surprise and caused my breath to catch in my throat.
"I-I…" I didn't know what to say. I closed my eyes to try and steady my breathing. But he was so close now. I could barely stand it.
"But that will be the intentions will it not?" I asked.
Wanting to know, needing to know. Feeling as though it was my place to know, and I've not the slightest idea as to why. He turned me around to face him. Bringing my chin cupped in his hands, he smiled a half-heartily smile. And so I would have to look at him.
"Best not to think of the future, darling. It'll only bring pain." he said. I closed my eyes, I didn't have to look at him, but I wanted to, needed to. I opened my eyes.
"So it's true then? Those are your intentions." I said rather sadly to my dismay. I seen worry in his eyes, and a ting of hurt.
"Now, love. You mistaken me words. T's not me intention. But best to not think of the future for no one really knows what it truly holds. Enjoy the moment as it passes by." he said wisely. I looked into his dark pool of black. Then I took in a shaky breath.
"Then what be your true intentions, Jack?" I asked hoarsely. He smirked and I waited to see what he would do.
"Be best I show ye, love." he said huskily in a whisper.
I closed my eyes, thinking this was just words he wanted to use to get to me. I couldn't and wouldn't show weakness in front of this man. I backed away, losing his grip from my waist and chin. I looked to the floor of the deck then to him.
"Maybe you should show the next whore who wishes to share your chamber." I said in a hurt whisper.
Never have I seen myself good enough for any man, and especially not this one. I looked up into his soulful eyes, oh how they could hold me captivated. I wanted to get meaningly lost in those dark orbs of his. But with no such luck, I wouldn't let my self. I then felt tears threatening to fall from my sapphire blue ones. I seen hurt, confusion, and misunderstanding, and more emotions I had yet to under stand. I was a 19 year old lass, who knew nothing of everything.
"I'm sorry." I quickly said and ran off in the different direction from where he was standing. Leaving him I guess bewildered. I seen Will walk up to him.
They talked; Jack hit his hand against the railing of the ship. Both hands now placed some what away from each other; he slumped down lowering his head. Will stood there and chatted away about lord knows what, I've no idea.
"He seems to taken a real liking to ye, Shyla." a females voice said behind me. I turned and looked and a light gasp came to my lips.
"No, he hasn't." I said and paused.
"He just wants me as another one of his whores, to throw to the side when he's finished. I've heard the stories about him and his charms." I said quietly.
Anamaria looked at me and leaned forward against the top railing. Jack was looking up here with a sad look on his face.
"Besides that, he hardly even knows me." I finished. She looked over at me and shook her head with a friendly smirk.
"He doesn't care about that. To him, he'll claim love at first sight. Maybe not, I've not the rightful truth. That ye 'ave to find out." she paused slightly.
"But, maybe trust me as a girl to girl, friend to friend type. He has a liking for you, one that he'll hold dear to. You won't be like em others he's had. I admit I'm one of em, and I've known Jack, me whole life." she paused once more. I looked over to her and waited for her to continue.
"I've ne'er seen him act as though he'd kill just for a slap of a woman. Especially for you. He told me what ye had experienced on the Pearl, he swore up and down, he'd 'ave his revenge for it, lass. Trust me; he is fallin' head 'ver heals with ye, Shyla. Or is well on 'is way." Anamaria finished.
"I can see how you are coming from this. And I understand, but I think it'd be best if I stay away from him. At least until I can clear my head. After all, throwing away my life for love isn't something I come across everyday." I said without thinking it.
I looked down to Jack, who was still leaning against the low railings and looking up to me, him and Will were still talking. About me, about Lizzie, about something. It was starting to bother me.
"Ye might want to think that over. But in a different aspect. Is a life worth living without love? Or is it best ye lie to ye self and pretend that he never existed." Ana said. I looked over to her. Not speaking, not moving. She sighed.
"I can tell ye from truth…it's not a fun life to live without love. It's hard, sometimes. You'll wonder if ye made a mistake. Don't give up something as precious as love, for a life ye seem so desperately to 'ate the life ye livin', Shy." Ana said, shorting my name. I smiled at her.
"I'll think that through. I promise. I won't jump to any answer until I've thought it through. But, I just need to clear my head, is all." I said lightly and turned to put my back toward Jack.