Started With A Kiss
Chapter 21 – Not For Long
Will went back to his cabin, slamming the door shut violently behind him. He threw himself down to sit on his bed, his head in his hands. He was so sick of everything. If only he'd given Elizabeth a second chance...might things have turned out differently?
If he had, she might not have realised that she loved Jack, and they could have passed the baby off as their own. Jack needn't have known a thing. Then again, that would probably cause problems later on, like when Elizabeth's child looked an awful lot like Jack instead of Will.
Well, no matter what he told himself, Will knew that there was nothing he could do now.
After a few moments of cursing his actions, Tia Dalma barged through his door, looking fierce and defiant.
"Will," she demanded vigorously. "Don't start wallowing in self pity. It does nothing for you."
"I'm not," he retorted. "I'm just thinking about what might have happened had I chosen to forgive Elizabeth."
"The poor girl would have been unhappy," Tia Dalma said truthfully.
As much as he hated to admit it, Will knew she was right. She always was.
"She might not have realised that she loved Jack, though," Will suggested. Tia Dalma sat down next to Will, shaking her head sorrowfully.
"She would have realised eventually, dear," Tia Dalma said. "You can't choose to ignore things like that. You have to accept them and...live with them."
"I tried to tell myself I didn't love her anymore," Will said sadly, "told myself I couldn't, not after what she did..."
"And that's where the heart gets in the way," Tia Dalma went on, "It doesn't listen to reason. If someone you love wrongs you so, you still love them."
Will looked too pained to be able to go on. He closed his eyes and lowered his head.
"It's too late now," Will managed sadly. "I've lost her."
"Don't blame yourself for it," Tia Dalma said comfortingly. "It's not your fault."
"I don't blame myself," Will replied. "I just want her back..."
Tia Dalma sighed. "Too late for that now."
"I know," Will nodded.
"We'll be at Isla Cruces in a couple of days," Tia Dalma dropped in, "we could leave you there if you want."
Will laughed light-heartedly. "It's OK."
Tia Dalma smiled, standing up. "Try and move on. It's the only way."
Will nodded thankfully, and waited until she'd gone before mumbling to himself, "I don't think I can."
Isla Cruces in a couple of days. An evil smile dawned on Will's tired and dirty face as a cruel, conceited plan sprung into his mind.
And Isla Cruces would play a crucial role.
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Elizabeth had returned to her shared cabin with Jack for a refreshing afternoon nap. While she was sleeping, a mischievous Will approached Jack at the wheel.
"I hear we're rapidly nearing Isla Cruces?" Will asked politely.
"You heard right," Jack said vaguely. "We'll be there by tomorrow."
Will's polite exterior quickly vanished as his voice changed to a more menacing tone.
"You better watch yourself, Jack," he whispered threateningly. "You may have stolen Elizabeth from me, but that doesn't mean –"
"It doesn't mean squat," Jack replied calmly. "You left her, and she came running to me. Now, Elizabeth and I are happy."
Will gave him one last glare before walking off.
"Not for long, Sparrow," he muttered to himself, "not for long."
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The rest of the day passed without any further interruptions from Will, and Jack had been left in peace again. By nightfall, he was once again safely wrapped up in Elizabeth's arms, and she in his.
And when they awoke in the morning, they were almost there.
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The small rowboat was prepared very quickly. Soon, it had been lowered and a number of people were climbing in, including Jack, Elizabeth, Tia Dalma, Will, Pintel and Ragetti.
Within minutes, they were on their way, with Pintel and Ragetti working the oars and rowing them there. It didn't take them long. They were there in about ten minutes.
After they bumped up on shore, everyone in the little boat clambered out, stepping onto the white sand.
"How do we find the chest?" Elizabeth asked Jack, once everyone was sorted out.
"This," he smiled sneakily, pulling out his compass. "Will, would you be so kind?"
"Why me?" Will asked moodily.
"Because you want to find a way to save your father from the clutches of Davy Jones, do you not? By stabbing the heart in the chest, you can achieve your goal," Jack said matter-of-factly.
Will raised an eyebrow, but took the compass nevertheless. He flipped it open and watched as the arrow spun around, before settling and stopping all of a sudden. He started walking in the same direction.
When it seemed in about the right place, Will stopped walking and Jack signalled for Pintel to start digging. It didn't take them long before they hit something. The chest was indeed there. They hastily pulled it out, and Jack knocked the lock off with a shovel.
Then, Will pulled a gun from its holster in his belt, and pointed it straight at Jack's chest. He had a triumphant expression on his face.
Elizabeth gasped and ran upto Jack, grabbing his arm.
"It's alright, Lizzie," Jack said calmly. "Will, what are you thinking? Put the gun down."
"No," Will said firmly. A click could be heard. If Will pulled the trigger now, there was no turning back. Tia Dalma was looking scared, but not as petrified as Elizabeth. She had gone extraordinarily pale, her eyes wide and fearful.
"Will..." she said cautiously.
"Shut up!" Will shouted fiercely.
It was at that moment that Tia Dalma shouted what she'd known she would for weeks.
"Will, you never really had what they have now!" she yelled, crying out into the silence, "You may have adored Elizabeth, but Jack wants her! Jack would die for her!"
Will smiled horribly. "We'll see, then, won't we?"
And there was a seemingly deafening bang as the bullet left the gun, flying straight into Jack's chest, knocking him onto his back on the floor.
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