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Chapter Eighteen

. Ronie's PoV .

Yes! It worked!

Everyone was watching Brandon kiss me, but I didn't care. I got him back! He's my jerk again!

But suddenly, our kiss was broken, and I was on the ground with a stinging cheek before I knew what happened. I looked up, and there was Julie furious as ever as she now turned to take Brandon out. But I scowled before she could slap him, grabbed her leg, and pulled her down.

"How dare you show up and ruin my wedding!" she screamed.

"No, you ruined my wedding," Brandon said to Julie. She scrunched up her face in disgust at him, but will and Clay picked her up, and Brandon waved and smiled sweetly at her as they carried her outside, only infuriating her more.

"I'll get you Brandon!" she yelled. "You'll regret this!"

"The only regret I have," he said as I felt him look at me," is all the time lost between us."

I looked at him with a smile, but before we kissed again, this big idoit (who was Julie's father, I'm told) screamed, "The cops are on their way! You can't get out of this one!"

"Oh, but we will," Jack said, joining our little circle. "But firstly, lovely wedding! No one really got married, but it was wonderful all the same."

"Why you-!"

"Um, I think it's time to run now," Clay said. "Someone grab Val and meet us in the limo."

"You can't-"

"Too late," I said, cutting the guy off. "Limo, right. Meet us 'round back."

I took off down the aisle, into the back rooms, social hall, downstairs, bigger socail hall complete with tables, and into the restroom where Val was spazzing.

"Come on!" I said, grabbing her hand.

"No, Ronie! I can't!"

"Why, didn't find out yet?"

"No! I-"

"Then bring it in the limo! Hurry!"

"Ronie!"

"What!"

"It's positive!"

I stared at her a moment. Val started to whimper. Why did this have to happen to her? My bubbly, idiotic, and blonde best friend?

"Oh, Ronie, what'll I do?" she asked. "Jack's never gonna step up and be a father. He likes being a pirate too much."

"You could always ask me to murder him for it," I said hopefully.

"No, you aren't hurting him," she said. "I'm just so afraid."

Okay, so offering to kill him wasn't working. Val needed help, and I'll get it for her no matter what. Just like the mailmen's pledge thingy.

Later.

"Val, you're gonna have to tell him," I said. "Ther'es no avoiding it. You tell him when you're ready. Okay?"

She nodded and wiped her eyes.

"Good. Now let's go," I said.

We ran up the back way and out the doors, and I pushed Val inside the limo. As soon as I slammed the car door, Clay stepped on the gas.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Reception," Jack said.

"WHAT! Are you crazy?"

"Nah, my idea," Brandon said. "I have to explain to my mom, or she'll kill me. Along with the rest of my family."

"All right," I said. "But only for a while. Cops, remember?"

"Ah, forget them," Will said. "Live a little."

. Val's PoV .

. Reception Hall .

It was great to see all of BJ's family show up at least. Ronie made me sit next to her as her maid of honor at the long table thing where the wedding court sat even though they weren't married. But it was still fun.

Behind the table, there were three banners on top of one another that read 'Brandon And Julie.' Well, Ronie ripped down the 'Julie' banner. In its place, she pulled out a can of red spray paint (don't ask; I have no idea where she got it) and sprayed her name really big.

"There," she said, looking satisfied. "Much, much better."

I smiled, and then this song came on that everyone really liked. Clay, Will, Jack, and BJ all jumped over the table to go out on the dance floor, but Ronie turned towards me.

"Tell him," she said. "He'll find out sooner or later."

"I'll tell him later then," I said.

"Val..."

"All right, fine," I mumbled, sliding over the table.

I walked up to Jack and tapped him on the shoulder hesitantly.

"Oh, hello, darling," he said, putting an arm around me. "I was just headin' for the bar. What would ye like?"

"None for me," I said. "Not for a while, anyways."

"Come on, lassie. You know ye want some."

"Jack, no," I said firmly. "I have to tell you something, so let's just dance for a minute."

He wrapped his arm around me, and the other took my hand. I felt so guilty when I looked at him. My head was gonna explode.

"Shoot," he said. "What's on yer mind, luv?"

"A lot of thing," I said. "Things about... us."

"What about?"

I sighed, wanting to cry.

"Oh, Jack, you're making this so difficult!" I said angrily.

"Huh?"

"You're gonna be a father!" I blurted out. "There! I said it!"

Jack kept the same expression on his face, only his eyes became stiff with confusion. Then he looked down at me.

"Yes, I'm sure," I said before he asked. "I just found out, so I'm just as scared as you are. And don't lie. You're scared to death, and I know you are."

He looked at me as if I had read him like a book. I swallowed hard and just rested on his shoulder as he ran his hand over my back soothingly.

"Are you gonna leave me?" I asked quietly.

Jack pulled me away at arm length, looking at me in wonder.

"'Course not,' he said. "I guess it's what I get after all those years anyways."

I looked at him in shock.

"Is that all this means to you?" I asked. "Punishment for all those cheap whores in Tortuga you didn't get pregnant?"

"No, no! I didn't mean it like that!"

"Then just what did you mean, Jack Sparrow?"

"Cap-"

My look of rage cut him off.

"I just meant that I deserved that one!" he said. "Ultimate slap in the face for all my behavior over the years!"

"But you still think it's punishment! I can't believe you!"

SLAP

"Hey! Ow... I really deserved that one..."

"So now what!" I asked. "You probably don't even want to be a father, you irresponsible letch! I thought you'd understand. But I was right all along. you're just a... a... PIRATE!"

"Ye're attractin' a crowd, luv-"

"Don't you call me that! It's Valerie Rose Painter as far as you're concerned anymore!"

Lass, just calm down! Your getting all wroked up isn't good for-"

"Why would you care! You don't have to worry about it! You think that just because you-"

Then he kissed me again. All my anger just vanished somehow, and I sort of liked it. I couldn't stay mad at him.

Or, I could; but this was a very sincere kiss.

But this is Jack Sparrow. Probably the only guy I could think of that might possibly bother perfecting a sincere kiss for his 'line of work.' It could all be a lie just to shut me up! What a jerk!

Eh heh... I hate mind games!

I pulled away and glared at him. He gave a smile hesitantly.

"Let me guess," I said. "Praying that it worked?"

"Huh?"

"Well, forget it!" I yelled. "Who needs ya?"

I stomped off all angry, but Ronie stopped me before I got ten feet away.

"You needs him," she said, gripping my shoulders. "You told me the same thing back in Port royal about Brandon."

"I did?" I asked.

I'm confused.

"Yes you did. Now go kiss and make up," Ronie said.

"No."

. Ronie's PoV .

Val broke away from me and stormed off to the bathroom. I decided to let her go and returned to my dance with Will.

"She okay?" she asked.

"Oh, she's always had issues," I said. "Oh, and by the way, thanks."

"What?"

"For making Plan B a total success."

He smiled.

"I'm happy for you,' he said. "I just wish Elizabeth hadn't hurt me like that. I may have stayed behind for five years, but that wasn't my choice.'

"You didn't need her," I said. "She's a two-timing louse. You'll find another gilr with no trouble."

"Psh..."

"Oh, come on!" I said. "You mean to tell me that over these five years you haven't had one girl ask you out?"

"No, I've had more than I can count," he said. "It's getting annoying."

"I know how you feel," I said, glancing in Clay's direction.

"Brandon was really driving us crazy with all the girl he had trying to replace you," Will told me.

"Oh really?" I asked. "And just how many were there?"

"About four," he said. "In order there was... Sally, Krystal (who we called Kris or Krissy), um... then Allyson (or Ally) and Julie."

"How long were each of them with him?"

"Well it wasn't consecutive. He was single, but-"

"Ahem..."

We looked up to see Brandon standing there.

"What?" I asked.

"Song's over," he pointed out. "Can I talk to you for a minute, Ronie?"

"About...?"

"Val and Jack for one," he said as Will walked away. "What's up with them? I saw them get into it not too long ago."

"Oh, Brandon, Val took another test, and she's positive," I explained. "She's a wreck."

"Wow, I didn't know," he said. "Yeah, well, it's sort of a girl thing. She didn't want to tell him, but I made her."

"You gonna tell me if you're pregnant someday?"

I smiled in surprise. That hadn't really crossed my mind.

"Why? What makes you think I will be?" I teased.

"Because it's gonna be me and you, babe," he said. "I don't care when or where, but it's gonna be just you and me."

I laughed, and we kissed.

. Val's PoV .

I came out of the bathroom and went to find Ronie again, but she and BJ were kissing. Psh... don't they always?

I looked at the DJ. Hmm... maybe a good song'll sheer me up.

No! I see Jack there!

Oh great! Now I get to suffer memories!

Shoot! He's seen me!

What'll I do! He's walking towards me!

"Come here, lass," he said, pulling me to the table next to the DJ.

"What? Let go! Stop!

He jumped up on the table, lifting me up, too.

"Jack, I-!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, happy couples, tortured souls, drunks, and Valerie Rose Painter-"

Oh my god! What is he doing!

"-I would like to congratulate the soon-to-be newlyweds, the crazy wench and her lad; better known to ye as Brandon and Ronie."

I'm lost.

"And as a little contribution and reminder of memories for ye two, Will, the cousin, and Valerie Rose Painter-"

Stop it! Stop it right now! JERK!

"-I am going to sing a little chantey."

Chantey?

Oh no.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We pillage plunder, we rifle and loot,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
Maraud and embezzle and even highjack,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!
We kindle and char and in flame and ignite,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
We burn up the city, we're really a fright,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!

We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villians and knaves,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!

We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!"

I was so lost in my memories of all that. I guess at some point the whole room had joined in since they were all cheering now. Then Jack looked over at me, and I smiled uncontrollably.

"I hate it when you do that," I laughed.

"Do what?" he asked innocently with that irresistible smile. "Win?"

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