Crimson
Just listening to those words of love, those things she begged of him made my heart shatter. The moment we rescued Sparrow, I saw how her eyes grew from dim, to bright. She never did that when I was with her anymore. She sat with him that night while we ate, she laughed again. Oh how her laughter was so beautiful, so entrancing. I thought I would never grow old of it, never hate it. But it is now that I realize I was oh so wrong.
For once in my life, I thought something would go right. But Damn those feeling, Jack Sparrow, the man I had foolishly believed was my friend. Stole the only thing that was important in my life, I have nothing to live for now. Why don't I cut out my heart, why don't I beg Davy Jones for an escape? Why can't I just die, right here right now.
"Will?" Elizabeth's voice comes as she comes through the door, attempting to fix her hair, which Sparrow had woven his hands into.
"Yes?" I ask, my voice hiding the hate and anger.
"I'm going to be out making dinner for the crew, so, I'll see you around dinner time?" Her lying was a way that she could so see him. "Go." I said curtly as she walked out, only wishing I could believe what she told me.
Standing in the same room as her caused a growing the growing pain in my heart to continue. The beating to slow, the pain of it breaking, I had spoken to her, about staying in separate cabin's until we were married. But she denied in doing so. When I know, that when she sneaks out while she thinks I'm asleep she goes to him, and the when she says she wakes up before I do, I know it is because she is not there at night. The pain is more than imaginable. I wish it would go back to the way it was so long ago, when she loved me, and only me.
Yes, when I did not share my Fiancée with another.
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Many people will call me a wench, a common Tortuga whore. But oh, I am not. Why will you say that? Because I am engaged to a man, but I sleep with another? Yes that is exactly why most people, most men would say I am a wench. But they are wrong, you see, I had fallen in love with William Turner, no it was never love it was always lust. But, I had always had feelings for a certain Jack Sparrow, which I believed to be lust, but now I realize it to be love. Yes, a strong connection, you see I will have to keep William Turner happy, I will marry him. But Sparrow agreed, when we going on trips on the Pearl with him. We could see each other, and he would visit Will and I ever so often. You see, our love is not meant to be. Though you see, I have two thoughts constantly in the back of my mind. I realize that Will must know by now, he suggested staying in separate rooms till our wedding. That is why I consider telling him and the crew so Jack and I can love each other freely. So I can kiss him whenever I desire, and we won't have to hide making love in the middle of the night just for passion, and I won't have to lie during the day for our 'meetings.' Jack told me how much he wanted to be with me, told me he would kill Will if he stood in the way. The second, what if I was pregnant, than the whole crew would know it was not Will's child, for I told Will I had wanted to stay a virgin till our wedding night.
That is my dilemma, now I must stop all my thoughts, because the more steps I take, the faster I approach the captain's cabin for Jack and my fourth 'meeting.' Our meetings our passionate, the first one started with a kiss, a peck. Then the kiss deepened as his tongue slipped into my mouth and our tongues wrestled. Soon his hands wandered freely onto my breasts; opening my blouse his hands caressed my nude torso. Pleasure roamed my body; his hands would pull down my trousers until my hole body stood bare before him. It took him moments to undress before the excitement began. His feeling was so strong inside my own. But I must hush those thoughts as I enter the doors to his cabin.
"What took ye' so long?" Jack asked after I closed the doors walking up to me and pulling my robe down, "I've been so tense."
A/N-
This is what takes place before the prolouge, starting from the beginning this is as brief as the sexual talk will be, I believe.