Free From Hell.
Disclaimer: I still sadly do not own Pirates Of The Caribbean, or the song Imaginary by Evanescence, They own it, savvy?
AN: This is another warning, this chapter is very dark, tragedy occurs and it contains a lot of heavy angst. This chapter is also kind of a songfic too. Please do not ignore this warning. The lyrics are from the song Imaginary by Evanescence.
Chapter 17: Just sleeping.
Jack woke up as he felt himself being thrown back into the cell. He pretended to still be unconscious until the pirates had gone back up to the deck. He felt like shit, he knew how much it would hurt to move, but he didn't care. He moved over to Karla and picked her up. She was still unconscious. Jack broke down and was blinded in violent tears once again as he saw the state of his younger sister. She looked so...so dead. Jack didn't want to believe it. He kept rocking her in his bruised, sore arms.
"Please lass, wake up! Don't go! Please Karla sis...Jack here needs ye now more than ever!" Jack whispered to Karla. Jack tried to listen for any signs of life...He needed to hear her breath again. He needed to see her beautiful sapphire blue eyes again. He needed to feel her warmth that assured him she was still here and perfectly alive. She's dead Jack... she's gone forever...
"No...no she's not!" Jack cried to himself. "She's just sleeping...she's just sleeping." Jack whispered as the pain rushed through him. He was never gonna believe that Karla was gone. If he believed it, that's when it became real...and he never wanted that to be real. He knew it couldn't be real, this was all just one hell of a horrible nightmare. It was just a nightmare of hell. You've got to accept it Jack...You don't have your precious little sister anymore. Jack shook his head vigorously. He felt like he was going to go insane...this agonising torture was too much to bare.
"NO! SHE'S NOT GONE! SHE'S JUST SLEEPING...SHE JUST DOESN'T WANNA WAKE UP TO THIS DAMNED HELL OF A REALITY...that's all." Jack yelled to the tormenting voice in his head growing exhausted. He held Karla close and rocked with her in his arms. He wasn't going to believe that his little lass, his little Karla was gone. Karla would never leave him, she never had. So why would she leave now? Jack knew she wouldn't, he knew this just must be all one hell of a real feeling dream. If this is only a dream, why does the pain hurt so bad Jack? Why does it feel so real? There's only one answer...because this is reality...she's gone...Jack ignored the voice in his head and looked down at Karla's limp figure.
"It's okay. little lass. Captain Williams and Bootstrap will come soon. They'll get us away from this hell...and then it will be safe to wake up again. savvy?" Jack whispered as tears still fell from his delirious eyes. Jack was indeed going crazy, he must have been knocked out one too many times by his devil of a bloody father and his asshole of a crew. Jack smiled in denial and kept muttering soothing words to Karla, honestly believing that she could still hear him. He was convincing himself that she was only just sleeping. He just didn't believe Karla would leave him...she didn't leave him...she never would.
"She's not gone...Just sleeping...not gone." Jack whispered. He was growing tired, sleep sounded good right now. Maybe it would be better if he just slept to escape the hell of this reality, if this is reality. Jack kept praying that this was the dream though and that when he woke up he would be back on the Pearl and Karla would be okay, laughing next to him. He just needed to escape what ever this hell was.
I Linger in the doorway/ of alarm clocks screaming/ monsters calling my name/ Let me stay/ where the wind will whisper to me/ where the rain drops as they're falling tell a story...
Jack was finally feeling peace and a sense of sanity again. He knew this world of happy dreams was a lot more safer for him right now. He now knew why Karla didn't want to wake up. He knew she was just sleeping to escape into a world full of happiness.
In my field of paper flowers/ and candy clouds of lullaby/ I lie inside myself for hours/ and watch my purple sky fly over me...
Jack woke up suddenly and held limp Karla closer to him again as he heard footsteps heading towards the brig. He sighed in relief when he saw the friendly faces of his captain and Bootstrap. Captain Williams unlocked the door quickly and went over to examine both of the youngsters. As He approached and saw Karla's limp figure he looked at Jack with the most sorrowful eyes ever. He tried to get the deceased girl gently out of Jacks strong hold. Jack just held her more tighter.
"Don't touch her, savvy?" Jack spat, he was still delirious. Captain Williams looked into Jacks eyes and noticed how hazy and distant they seemed. He sighed.
"Jack, she's gone lad...Here we gotta get ye out of here fast." Captain Williams said as he tried to get Karla again. Jack growled and held her even tighter. He was never gonna let anyone touch his little sister ever again.
"I said don't touch her. And she ain't gone...she's just sleeping." Captain Williams rolled his eyes getting frustrated. He understood the lad was troubled and in heaps of pain and had been tortured horribly but this was no time to be difficult. Bootstrap walked into the cell and gently placed his hand on Jack's shoulder.
"Jack, lad. Ye gotta snap outta this, aye? We gotta get outta here and get safely back on the Pearl while we still can lad." He said looking into Jack's eyes with seriousness. Jack just closed his eyes and muttered incoherently.
"Just go away...leave me and Karla alone..." He mumbled. Right now all Jack wanted to go back into his escape world with Karla. He closed his eyes to try to escape this nightmare once again.
Don't say I'm out of touch/ with this rampant chaos, your reality/ I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge/ the nightmare I built my own world to escape...
Bootstrap shook Jack awake desperately. He really did understand how much pain Jack must be in right now, but they needed to get off this hell of a ship before it was too late.
"C'mon lad, ye can rest when ye get back onto the Pearl, aye? We won't touch the little lass, we promise. Just please come with us, aye. Let us help ye Jack." He pleaded gently. Jack nodded and tried to stand up. Captain Williams and Bootstrap helped him up and supported him out onto the deck and back towards the Pearl, Karla's limp, cold figure still in Jack's badly bruised arms.
In my field of paper flowers/ and candy clouds of lullaby/ I lie inside myself for hours/ and watch my purple sky fly over me...
Jack slept in the Captains bed, still clinging to Karla's limp body. The captain and Bootstrap still couldn't take the lass from Jack cause he was still holding onto her so tightly, even in his sleep. Jack didn't want to let go of her ever again. He knew that if he did, Karla being dead would be so much more real, but as long as he could feel her right next to him He knew his little sister was still with him. He slept happily next to Karla, drifting back into his escape world where there was nothing but happiness for him and Karla. He found a way to freedom, even if it wasn't a very healthy way of escaping hell, it was the only one Jack had left now.
AN: Thankyou for all the reviews! Please keep them going! I really appreciate them. And I'm so sorry about how sad this chapter is...but this is just how the story is turning out. Hope you can enjoy it, even though it is dark until the next chapter.