Title: Smother Me

Rating: R/Mature

Paring: Will/Jack

Summery: Will has been hurt, abused, and everything else you can imagine. He has to escape, but to where? Who will he find? A certain infamous pirate! (I am horrible with summaries.)

Warning: Prostitution, abuse, and slash.

Also, I hate it when people try REALLY hard to make the pirate voices, it just sounds horrible and it's hard to read. So…I'm just going to use a regular voice and try my hardest to keep the characters like how they would act.

Chapter 4

Ragetti and Pintel were hurriedly running away from the crime they had committed. They hid behind the down stairs that led to the rum room. They were putting there dirty, rough hands to there face to muffle there laughs.

'Do ya think he is goin to suspect anything!?" Ragettie asked in a hushed voice to Pintel.

Pintel had a thoughtful look in his face, then shook it off and replied "Nah, he wont suspect a thing!" they both continued to muffle there laughs, as they watched the scene begin to unfold before them.

They watched as Gibbs walked up the stairs and right when he put his foot on the last step, sliped on the spilled rum that the pair had put there. His arms flailed around and he gave a long screech before he feel down the stairs.

Ragettie and Pintel began laughing hysterically, causing themselves to fall on the floor.

"We got em good!" Pintel laughed holding his stomach.

"Yes we did, I suppose so" Ragettie replied before they both got up and left there hiding place and ran to the other side of the ship, where they continued to work on cleaning the ship.

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The ship had sailed all day, and finally during the night they had put the anchor down, stopping off at a small pirate town. The entire crew happily cheered and raced toward the town, looking like a herd of cow running down the street.

Will remained on the ship, having no desire to leave the boat; just one look at the town and it scared him half to death. There were prostitutes both male and female, looking for their first customer for the night. Most of them were drunk, stumbling around, and degrading themselves further more.

Will closed the door to his cabin and sat down on his bed. Fear was beginning to overcome his body and his breathing was kicking up. He tried to remain calm, but his mind wouldn't stop thinking about those two wretched years.

He brought his knees up to his chest, and wrapped his thin arms around them. He looked at the scars that were on his wrist. He removed one of his hands and slowly traced the scar. Touching it with his soft hands as it brought back memories. He did not want to think about it, but every memory kept flooding back to him.

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Jack strolled off the boat and sauntered around, looking for the right woman

to satisfy his needs. He had failed to notice that Will had yet to leave the

ship. His eyes held a mischievous glint as he caught sight of the perfect

wench. Her hair was a dirty blond color, tied back up into an up-do, with a

couple of strands framing her face. Her skin was a milky white, and her eyes

were a dashing bright blue. She had a small waist, which, with her curved

bustline and hips, formed a flawless hourglass figure. Her dress was a fine,

white lace, and made her body look perfect.

He straightened himself up and began to head towards her direction. He moved

close to her and put his hand onto her shoulder. "Hello luv," he said,

turning her around to face him. She turned around and a smile played its way

onto her delicate face. "150 an hour," she said sweetly, tracing her arms up

and down Jack's covered chest. His face fell at her expensive price, and

debated whether it was worth it or not. Finally giving into her soft touches

and sweet smile, he winked at her. "Alright luv, anything for your pretty

face." She winked and led him to a motel room.

Once in the room, they both began undressing each other, staring at each

others bodies. Jack felt himself growing excited, and was eager to fully

unclothe himself. He wondered if Will was around, maybe he could find

himself a nice girl. Then suddenly he felt his conscience nagging at him.

'How could I forget about Will? The poor kid is still in the ship, and we

didn't wake him up to come with us!' He cursed himself under his breath, and

began to pick up his clothes and dress himself. He stopped for a minute and

considered what he would do. 'Why should I care if we left him? I don't

care.'

'Then why are you getting dressed? Why do you want to leave and go find

Will?'

'Damn it, I don't want to!' He argued back and forth with himself.

'Yes you do, don't lie to yourself!" his other Jack shot back at him.

'I'm not lying to myself! Get off my back!' Jack picked another article of

clothing up, almost completely done getting dressed.

"Where are you going?!" the woman demanded, stomping towards Jack, her face

holding an ugly scowl and her hands on her hips.

"Sorry luv, I'm leaving," he said and with that, he walked towards the door

and left, leaving the girl staring dumbfounded at where he had been moments

before.

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Jack walked around the ship, looking around for Will. He decided to go and

check in his cabin, which was where he should have started in the beginning.

He began thinking to himself and said aloud, "Wait, I gave up that girl for

Will? What has gotten into you, Jack?" He shook his head. He found Will's

cabin and quietly turned the knob to open it. He walked in and found Will

curled up, sleeping. He looked closer at Will, studying his face and noticed

his cheeks had tear stains running down them.

"I wonder what upset him." He bent down and moved away some of the strands

of curly hair that fell into his face. The moon shone through the small, round

window in his cabin, and it gave Will a soft, innocent face. He started at

him, having no desire to turn away. He felt his stomach turn and make him

uncomfortable.

'What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this,' he thought, and yet he

couldn't tear himself away. Will's eyes began to open. Jack quickly ducked

down and looked under Will's bed.

Will got up and covered his mouth as he yawned. He sat up in the bed and

rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. He noticed Jack looking around

his room and under his bed.

"Jack, what are you doing?" he asked sleepily. His eyes were half way closed

and his body was barely able to keep him sitting upright.

Jack shot up and quickly spoke. "Oh, nothing, it just seems that I have

misplaced something of mine, and I've been looking for it all over the

ship!" Jack shrugged and gave Will a sad, defeated face, as though trying to

convince him that he was going to miss this item of high importance.

"It's ok though, lad! Get back to sleep, I'll leave you be," he said walking

towards the door and giving Will one last glance before he left. He seemed

to have believed Jack's lie.

Will spoke softly, "Goodnight, good luck finding um…" He shut one of his

eyes and scrunched up his nose, trying to think of what Jack had lost before

remembering that he had not told him. "... Whatever you lost." With that he

fell back onto the bed, completely knocked out.

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