Title - It's hard to find a friend
Chapter title - Fights and Tears
Author - OblivionsGarden
Disclaimer - I do not in any way shape or form own anything to do with pirates of the Caribbean. I do however own Frankie and Effy and anything that they do and most things they say, although they do occasionally tend to steal lines for their own amusement.

-C.10-

Effy's Pov -

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!...Bloody hell, Effy, wake up! Now!"
At the frantic whispering inn my ear, I opened one eye to see Frankie peering at me. "Are we back home yet?" I re-closed my eyes, not sure what I wanted her answer to be.
"No, you're on the Pearl."
I sat up instantly at the ships name, regretting the speed when my head started to throb. "I'm gonna kill that bloody whelp." I groaned.
"Will hit you too then, eh?" I turned to look at Frankie properly to see she was wearing a fancy black dress with a beautiful necklace.
"Nice outfit. Hector get it for you?" I asked somewhat snappily.
"As a matter of fact he did. Jack buy you that get up?" She smiled fakely at me.
"Actually I got it myself from a lady called Jade. Although technically Will bought it cause it was his money. But he doesn't know that." I paused, realizing I was locked in a cell in the brig of the Pearl, alone. "Where's Jack?"
"Speaking to Barbossa, if you remember the film. He'll be brought down by Bo'sun soon, I think."
"Oh yeah." I watched Frankie suspiciously. She was giving me an uneasy feeling. "Frankie, when it comes down to it, and we both know it will, are you going to remain loyal to Barbossa?"
"Of course. Why?" She frowned, clearly not understanding.
"So you're going to try and kill me then?" I was close to shouting."
"What? No!" There was a pause. "Incase you forgot, it's Hector that dies, not Jack." She spat.
"I know that." I said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, maybe you were going to kill me then!"
"Frankie you're being ridiculous. I would never-"
"Well you may as well. Jack kills Hector, you kill me then you can go and have a celebratory shag with your captain."
"Fuck you, Frankie. Obviously our friendship wasn't much to you."
She stalked off as I slid down the wall, sitting in shallow water as tears started to run freely down my cheek. I heard a creak followed by water sloshing and another creek.
"Apparently there's a leak."
Damn. Jack. Please don't look at me. Just ignore me, please.
"Effy, what's up?"
Shit.

Frankie's pov-

Crying when you're on a ship full of pirates is not a good idea. Everybody I passed either stared wide at me or laughed which made me cry even more. Eventually I reached the captain's cabin and I slammed the door behind me. I sat on the edge of the bed, inspecting the ruined hem of my dress. It had been draped in the dingy waters of the brig and was now a filthy brown colour.
I hadn't meant to shout or accuse Effy of anything. Sure it was exactly what I was thinking but I didn't need to tell her that. She probably hated me now and I don't blame her. There was a voice in my head telling me I shouldn't waste my time being upset because she was going to kill me anyway. I ignored the voice and lay back on the bed.
My thoughts drifted to Hector and the way Effy looked when she saw my clothes. Was I just kidding myself by thinking there could be a chance he had feelings for me? Was he just trying to buy my information? What happens when my knowledge runs out?
I rolled onto my side, wishing I could be back home in our flat.

Effy's pov-

I didn't answer Jack. I brought my knees up to my chest and rested my head on them. I felt him sit down beside me.
"You going to answer me?"
I shook my head. He sighed and rested his elbow on my shoulder.
"Well, if you'd rather look at your knees than my charming good looks, that's your choice. Although I think many would think you're mad."
I smiled despite the fact that he couldn't see me.
"You know, I once knew a man who never said a word. He wasn't a mute, he just chose not to speak. Silent Simon we called him." I peeked up at him, curious to see if his ramblings had a point. "He reached the age of twenty three without saying a word. Unfortunately though, a week after he turned twenty three, strange things occur ed." I rested my chin on my elbow, watching him intently. "Do you know what happened to him?" He glanced down at me, a smirk playing on his lips.
"What?"
"Absolutely nothing. I made him up. Got you to look at me though."
I rolled my eyes and leant my head on the wall of the ship behind me. Jack reached up and wiped the tears from my cheeks. I side glanced at him. "Getting soft, captain?" I smirked.
Jack chuckled. "What was wrong?"
"You're not going to give up are you?"
"Not in this lifetime."
I sighed. "Frankie, my friend I arrived in Port Royal with, has teamed up with Barbossa. If she has to, she'll kill me. I just thought we were friends is all. I guess not." I looked back at my knees, felling incredibly lame.
"Odd isn't it. How certain events show you who your real friends are." I frowned a little before it dawned on me."
"Of course. Barbossa was your first mate. I think if I were captain, Frankie would lead a mutiny on me."
"How'd you know that?"
I mentally kicked myself for putting my foot in it again. I shrugged. "Gibbs."