Hey guys here's chapter four! Sorry it took a while, college is a pain!
Chapter 4: So Much Alike
Jack just stared at Michelle, intrigued by her reaction to the mark on his wrist. It was obvious from the look in her eyes that she knew Beckett somehow. Angie just stared at the two silently. She wasn't really surprised by her friend's reaction since she already knew all about her past.
"Jack... please tell me how you know this man..." Michelle said, her eyes now carried a pleading look within them.
"I suppose I could tell you. Then again what's the point aye? You probably wouldn't believe that either. Would you love?" He said, eyeing her expression with a glint in his stare.
She looked down at her chicken, regretting the things she'd said to him only a few minutes prior after seeing what he'd shown them.
"Look Jack, I'm not going to apologize about the things I said... But I am sorry for the way I said them.. I'm sorry about making assumptions like I did..." She said softly, looking back up to him, remembering the sight of the terrifying scar on his left arm.
He leaned closer in his chair and nodded after silently accepting her apology. He really didn't want to discuss his past, but he figured it couldn't hurt. Just this once. Besides, he was eager to find out how she knew the man as well.
"All right then I confess, I was once employed by the East India Trading Company. I worked for Beckett. One day he asked me to transport slaves, and I refused. That's when I was branded a pirate, and lived as one ever since." He said with a focused stare, "But now it's your turn love. I'm curious. How did you know this man?"
They were in total shock. Jack Sparrow was was employed by the East India Trading Company? It was unbelievable to say the least.
Michelle looked away from him, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the man. It had seemed like all his life he tried to be good, and had only gotten shit in return for it. Was a guy with morals the bad thing to be nowadays?
"I'll tell you... not now though ok? Not here.." She replied, avoiding his eyes. He leaned back in his chair again, "Fair enough love, but I hold people to their word. Ya savvy?" She nodded and pushed her plate aside, her appetite was no more.
Ten minutes passed by slowly, the three had finished and left promptly after paying. As they neared the small house, Angie stopped and turned to face them.
"Well, I've got work pretty early tomorrow guys. I should be heading on to bed. It's already ten o'clock after all." The two nodded and wished Angie a good night as she jogged off to the house. Michelle sighed, she wished she still had work. About two and a half weeks ago she had lost her job due to the closing of several local places; her work included.
Jack and Michelle stood there in a bit of an awkward silence. He turned and made his way over to the beach, which wasn't far from the house, and sat down on the somewhat damp sand below him. He set his hat beside him and just stared out into the ocean.
Michelle sat next to him and noted that he was in deep thought. She wasn't sure about what and although she wanted to ask, she didn't. Thankfully, it wasn't too dark where they had been sitting because of the lights a few houses were giving off.
"Nice out tonight aye?" Jack said suddenly, turning his head to her to acknowledge her presence. She nodded, "Yes... it is very nice." She said, looking back to him. She suddenly remembered the stories he had told her and how she didn't believe them. She really wanted to though, especially after saying such rude things to him earlier and seeing his scars.
"Jack... I'm really sorry about the way I was acting earlier... I know I-"
"No need to apologize again. All's well love." He said with a smile. She smiled back, how could it be that a pirate was the kindest man she'd ever met?
"I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you... about Beckett I mean.." She said to Jack. She turned her back to him and lifted her long golden locks to reveal the exact same "P" scar on the back of her neck as Jack had on his wrist.
Jack stared at the scar with wide eyes. A sudden anger rose within him. Labeling someone a pirate for refusing to comply with Beckett's dirty deeds was one thing, but to mark a girl in such a creul way had crossed a totally different line with Jack. Michelle let her hair fall back down, covering the mark as she turned back to him.
"How did you get that?" Was all Jack could say. For once he didn't have a clever nor funny remark.
Michelle sighed heavily before starting, "Well.. I didn't always live here. I used to live in Port Royal. My father worked for the East India Trading Company." She closed her eyes for a minute and then continued, "Six years ago when I was fifteen, both of my parents were killed... I'm not sure what my father did... but Beckett was so angry he had them both killed... I was given this mark and labled as a pirate.. I was never really sure why I was marked on the back of the neck since no can see it in the first place... unless I show them... but I was scared.. I didn't want to be a pirate.. so I came here and Angie offered me a place to stay. That's how we met..." Michelle said, looking off into the horizon.
Jack was quiet for a while before responding. "I guess you and I are alot alike then aye? Certainly more so then you imagined." Jack said as he stood up. He offered a hand to help her up, "Not to worry though love, I promise on pain of death he'll pay for what he's done." She smiled up at him and took his hand, picking his hat up for him as well.
She placed it on his head and grinned, "You're a good man Jack Sparrow. Forgive me for ever placing judgement on you."
"Good judgement comes from experience love. Without good experiences how can one make good judgements?" Jack asked, caressing Michelle's cheek gently. She felt her heart stop as their faces inched closer and closer together.
That's all for four! Also, the information I used on Jack's past was NOT made up. I got it from the game and the official disney site, so that part's all true. For anyone who was wondering. Anywaysplease review it'd really make me happy!