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 7

Jack lay awake in his bed, the sun shining through the window. Will was

sleeping right against him, his bare back against Jack's chest, curling up

into him. Jack placed his arm around Will protectively against his chest

and glanced down at him.

He was still sound asleep, his mouth slightly open and his chest rising and

falling rhythmically. Jack placed soft, sweet kisses on the back of Will's

neck, going down to his back. He stopped and looked at the boy lying next to

him. He had grown so fond of Will. It had been two weeks since they had

gotten together and Captain Jack couldn't have been happier.

Will had been less afraid of people getting too close to him, or taking off

his shirt in front of other people. When he first shared the same bed with

Jack, he would be fully clothed and refused to even take off his shirt when

it was hot.

Now though, he was able to sleep fine without having to hide his body from

Jack. He was getting a lot better, yet he refused to talk a lot about what

had happened before he came aboard the Black Pearl. Whenever Jack had

brought it up to talk to him about it, Will would completely ignore him.

Jack lay on the bed, completely enjoying the fact that Will was sleeping

right next to him and was so close to him. Will cuddled up closer to Jack

and mumbled something in his sleep. Jack smiled down and kissed him at the

top of his head. He softly played with his hair.

A sharp knock was heard from the cabin door, and Jack looked up, irritated

from being interrupted. He let go of Will and pulled the covers over his

body. He quietly got dressed, and walked up the stairs to open the door.

Gibbs stood there awkwardly, his face a nervous smile. He had his trusty rum

bottle in his hand.

"Aye, Captain sorry to disturb you, but were going to land in Tortuga in

just a few hours. We have to go get extra supplies, and whatever else we be

needing," he said, looking at Jack expectantly.

"Make sure we get more rum! Lots of rum! We'll celebrate at Tortuga!" Jack

replied, excited by his sudden idea.

Gibbs looked at him confused. "Captain, celebrate what?" he asked, giving

Jack a questioningly look.

"For having rum, of course!" Jack replied mischievously, walking past Gibbs

and walking onto the deck.

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Hours later, when the sun was just about ready to set, they had moored the

ship into Tortuga. They all exited the ship, going to the nearest pub, which

wasn't far away. This was the first stop where Will had actually gotten out.

He once again saw much more prostitutes running around the streets, but he

did not want to worry Jack so he toughed it out.

In just a few minutes Will had lost Jack. He frantically looked around,

trying to find Jack but to no avail. There were so many people crowded into

one little town it was unbelievable.

It had been at least two hours since he gave up on finding Jack when instead

he walked into a pub. He sat there silently, not really wanting to get

anything to drink and just hoping would walk in so they could go back to his

cabin.

Will was terrified of all those people around him. It reminded him of what

happened, and he tried to block it out. He closed his eyes tight, and took

the advice Jack had given him.

A small smile played its way onto his lips when he thought of Jack. 'I wish

he was here, I wish somebody I knew was here. I don't like being alone,'

Will thought to himself, pulling his body closer into himself as he sat on

the chair.

The door slammed open and Gibbs came. He was very drunk, and could barely

walk straight. None the less, Will was thankful that somebody he knew was

there.

"Gibbs!" he called out, but Gibbs did not seemed to have noticed Will.

Instead he stumbled towards the bar tender and asked for a few drinks, while

he laughed hysterically with the person sitting next to him. Will softly

sighed, defeated.

Somebody else barged threw the door, but this time he didn't bother to look

up. He laid his head down on his arm and closed his eyes.

"Aye, Mr. Gibbs! Looky at what I've got here!" Jack hollered. Immediately

after Jack had said that Will's head shot up. He smiled and was happy that

Jack finally came. His smile turned into a frown when he saw Jack. He was

swaying around, clearly very, very drunk, and had one girl in each of his

arms. He was smiling cheekily and kept groping the girl's behinds.

Wills heart slightly tore, but he tried to remain positive. 'He is drunk; he

doesn't know what he's doing.' he thought, trying to convince himself. Will

stood up from the chair and walked towards Jack. When he was right near Jack

he began to speak to him.

"Jack, Jack come on lets go back to the ship," he pleaded, placing his hand

on Jacks chest. Some people looked up and somebody jeered, "Look at the

little faggot! The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow is a faggot! Go take your

little fag with you, and leave me with those two lovely ladies of yours!"

Jack angrily turned around, still drunk and shouted back, "I am no faggot!".

He turned around and pointed to Will, poking him in the chest, and said

loudly, "He is the little faggot, running around with other men and charging

for his services! Sucking a cock left and right, he's a whore!" Jack mocked,

laughing into Will's face. The girls on both of Jacks arms sneered at Will

and mockingly laughed in his face.

To prove that he wasn't a faggot, and did not care for the boy Jack brought

his hand up and slapped him hard across the face, and spat on him. "That's

what you get you filthy whore!" Jack stood there feeling triumphant. He

smiled, but then realized who he was talking to. His heart stopped, and he

felt his body go cold.

Will stood there, his face turned, and unable to speak. His eyes watered and

his cheek stung. He just stared at the man he thought he had loved. He

stared right into Jack's eyes, and gave him the saddest look Jack thought he

had ever seen.

Will felt his heart tearing into two, and turned around and walked out of

the pub. A roar of laughter erupted in the pub, but he continued to walk

away. His body felt numb, and the tears fell down his face.

He ran back to the ship, and returned to his first cabin. He refused to go

back into "Jacks" cabin. He opened the door, slammed it shut, and locked it.

Right after doing so, his body gave out and he slid to the floor, his body

shaking with sobs.

He hugged himself and rocked his body, trying to calm himself down, but it

wasn't working. He couldn't believe Jack had done that. The person he

thought he loved had just hurt him. He didn't want to be on the ship

anymore, but he had no where else to go.

After a while, he seemed to have calmed down, but the tears still ran down

his face. He silently cried and his body grew tired. He fell into

unconsciousness and the last thing he was thinking about was wishing he was

dead.

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"WILL! Will! Let me in, please baby!" Jack yelled banging on the door to Wills cabin. Will awoke with a start and moved away from the door. He realized he had fallen asleep on the floor and moved himself onto the bed.

His body trembled and he remembered what happened last night. He was hoping so bad that it would have been a dream. 'But it was too real. It did happen' Will thought sadly.

"Will, I'm sorry! Please let me in!" Jack yelled still banging on the door. Will lifted his upper body from the bed and yelled "Leave me alone Jack!" his tone softened "Please just leave me alone." After that being said he buried himself in his blankets and closed his eyes. He heard Jacks feet retreat up the stairs and he was gone. Will sighed and rubbed his temples trying to rid himself of the headache he had.

"I'm so stupid, how could I have so easily trusted Jack?" he thought aloud to himself.

"I should not trust anybody; every time I do I always end up hurt." Will thought angrily. He thought it over again and sighed. "I guess it's my fault. I should have known better. I should have never trusted Jack. It's my entire fault." Will closed his eyes tight and bit his lip.

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It had been a couple of days since the incident and Will had refused to come out of the cabin. He hadn't eaten, or drank anything in two days, and Jack had been getting worried. 'This is my fault, he won't talk to me.' Jack thought pacing his cabin floor. He subconsciously grabbed for his bottle of rum and drank the entire bottle in two big gulps.

'I don't know what to do! I fucked up, I said such horrible things to my Will…" Jack sighed to himself. 'I have to fix this.'

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