So my promise fell through as most of them do. And I'm so incredibly sorry for it but I've been working and trying to plan a sweet sixteen at the same time and i went on vacation to Disney. By the way, the Pirates ride is so much better now that it has Barbossa and Jack added. And if you ever do go try to find the times for Captain Jack's Pirate Tutorial. It is sooo cool. It's an outdoor show right outside the ride and of course it stars a fantastic Captain Jack impersonater. I took about fifteen pictures of him he was so good!!!!! So now on the same note of Captain Jack Sparrow I give you the appearence of Jack Sparrow in my story!!!!!!!!!!!!
Will tossed around in bed that night thinking. He looked at the clock, it read two o'clock. He had four hours until he had to get up.
He couldn't believe all that had happened in one day. What had started as a quiet lunch had thrown him into turmoil and confusion at James' abuse. But of course he had not thought it was going to be a quiet lunch he knew something was wrong the night before right as he had met Elizabeth again. And his guard had gone up against the man right as Elizabeth started talking about James hating how she was dressed and her diet.
'Do you still like me?' Elizabeth had asked.
Did he? She wasn't the same Elizabeth that he had remembered. The Elizabeth that he knew was strong and independent. It seemed that James had broken her stubborn and independent streaks. And he had done it when she was still learning about the world and all she had learned was that threatening someone got them to do what you wanted them to.
Elizabeth had caved in on herself and she thought that she was too broken to be fixed. But he did still like her. She had been taken away and sent back to him broken and no matter what, he was her only friend right now so he had to help her through this. It wasn't his responsibility, but he wanted her to find herself again. He knew the old Elizabeth was buried deep inside dying to show her true colors.
Somewhere during his thought of the old her he drifted to sleep:
Will awoke to his alarm buzzing in his ear. He groaned and shifted sleepily, reaching for the snooze button. Something dug into his chest sharply. He ignored it and smacked his alarm clock. The buzzing stopped and he rolled back over only to feel the sharp pain in his chest again. He reached under himself and grabbed the object, lifting it up to identify it. It was a picture frame. He stared at the picture inside of it for a moment and then all of the memories of last night flooded back to him.
"Will!" He heard his foster mother walking down the hall towards his room.
Will flew out of bed and across the room, locking the door.
"Will," a knock came at the door. "The governor is here and he wants to talk to you."
"Be out in a minute!" He shouted back, running a hand through his tousled hair, trying to think. Elizabeth had left for LA the night before leaving him to lie to her father about his knowledge of her whereabouts. He looked at himself in his cracked mirror that hung on the wall. It had cracked when his foster father had come home drunk one night and pushed him against it. In the cracked glass he composed himself to be what he thought was somewhat presentable for the governor. Since he had fallen asleep in his clothes from the night before all he needed to do was smooth them out and comb his hair. After checking himself one last time he slowly unlocked his door and cautiously walked down the hall. The den looked odd with the governor sitting on the old dirty couch. He was very polished looking which caused Will to think that he had not been searching endlessly for Elizabeth, but was having everyone else do the searching for him. Will's foster father sat in his filthy recliner drinking booze and watching tv, yelling at his wife as she stood in his way, serving the governor and his body guard coffee in chipped and mismatched mugs. Will's foster mother Anne, wore a thin cotton dress that went straight down and was mid-calf length. She wasn't wearing any makeup and her blonde hair was pulled into a low bun. Her dull blue eyes looked glazed over and her face pale and tired as her eyes rested on him along with everyone elses in the room. "Will," She motioned for him to sit in the chair across from the governor. "The governor would like a word."
Will stiffly sat in the chair and tried to meet the governor's gaze. "Yes sir?" Will tried to keep his voice steady.
"Elizabeth has run away, William," the governor began and Will tried to create surprise on his face. " And I would appreciate it if you would cooperate with my questions."
"Yes, sir." Will answered.
"Your mother mentioned that you were not home until late last night?" The governor pressed.
"No sir, I was not," Will answered confidently, trying to channel Elizabeth's amazing confidence when she lied. "I was riding my bike in the park."
The governor nodded. "When did you last see my daughter?"
Will thought carefully. "Thursday," he finally answered, "when we went to the movies."
The governor pierced him with his gaze. "Did she mention running away?"
"No sir, not once - are you sure she's not in the city somewhere - maybe she needed to blow off some steam," Will suggested.
"I've been searching all night," the governor answered and Will tried not to laugh. "Most of my guards are looking right now still. But I knew that since you were her best friend and you might know something." The governor was testing him. "So, I'll ask you again, William - have you seen my daughter in the last twenty-four hours?"
"No sir," Will answered defiantly.
This angered the governor. "God damnit, boy! You're not helping her at all, she needs parental guidance; she can't live alone!"
"I know, sir," Will stated. "I wish she would listen to you as well."
The governor breathed deeply calming himself. "So you do not know where she is?"
"No sir," Will answered firmly.
"Then why are you not shocked by this news?"
Will felt a jolt of fear run through him. His shocked expression must have not been as shocked as he had hoped. Quickly he tried to think, but then he realized that he didn't have to lie to answer this question.
"Because she's always talked about leaving," Will answered truthfully.
"Hah," the governor exclaimed thinking he'd caught him. "So you admit she told you."
"No sir," Will stated angrily. "I'm admitting that sheltering your daughter caused her to rebel and leave and you were so wrapped up in your own affairs that you couldn't acknowledge the fact she was gone until she was far away! She had told me many times that she would run away usually when you and her had a fight and I talked her out of it so many times that this time she didn't tell me!" Will was so upset that the anger and sadness in his voice didn't have to be forced.
The governor remained silent. "I thought you were a harmless friend, William," the governor stated, standing. "When Elizabeth returns you will not be permitted to see her nor she you." And with that he left with his body guard.
Anne looked at Will, but he turned away from her and stormed down the hall and slammed his door, locking it. He turned towards his bed and fell onto it face down. He felt a sharp pain on his chest again and he groaned grabbing the picture from where he had left it on the bed and turned over, looking at it. It was a picture that he had taken of Elizabeth by her command.
She was walking a tall wall in central park where they hung out together, her arms out at her sides to balance her, her right foot infront of her left and her chin pointed upward. She was wearing a long cream colored dress that trailed behind her it had a sequined gold strip running from her chest to her waist and the bottom gathered in layers and scooped upward in the front. Her hair was up in a fancy bun and a few loose curls had come out. In both of her hands she held gold heeled sandals. Will smiled remembering the day it was taken. She had returned from one of the events that she was required to attend with her father and left early. She knew her father wouldn't be home until midnight so she snuck out of her house and met him in the park not bothering to change. He secretly thought she had not changed purposely because she wanted to ruin the dress in order to anger her father. But he had later discovered that she had worn the dress out of the house because she had lied to her body guard and told him that she was returning to the party and hed thrown a bag with clothes to chang into out the window which she retived later and changed after the picture was taken. LA was in for a surprise when the young and rebellious Elizabeth Swann made a sweeping entrance into the modeling world.
His alarm buzzed again, interrupting his dream.
Will smacked it as he always had done, his hand falling off of it limply. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his face.
'That was an odd dream.'
When Elizabeth woke the next morning she found that she had the entire appartment to herself. As she rolled over a small blue, blinking light caught her attention telling her that she had a voicemail on her phone.
Author's Note: I know that I promised to put in Jack Sparrow, and I was going to. But I've been working on this chapter for a long time and my Jack Sparrow part still isn't done so I'll leave you with this and Jack will be in the next chapter. I'm so sorry and thanks for understanding.