Chapter 4: Aggressive Despair
Rebecca grasped the bedpost for support a few moments after Jack left the house. Her chest throbbed painfully and every beat her heart took seemed to spread an excruciating pain through her body. She gasped for air as she helplessly let her heart shatter.
"Jack," she whispered brokenly, as she let sorrow drown her rage, "Jack," she repeated.
"Rebecca?" came the concerned voice of Elizabeth Swann as she opened the door. Elizabeth and Will had heard the entire exchange and Will had informed her of the broken engagement.
"Oh Becca!" Elizabeth exclaimed sadly, as she ran to the blonde woman.
"Lizzie! J-Jack left! It hurts!" Rebecca whispered forcefully yet broken-heartedly. She never thought broken hearts were so painful to deal with and the helplessness that overcame her drained her remaining strength, leaving her completely overwhelmed. Elizabeth hugged her cousin and cradled her in her arms.
"I know Becca, I know," Elizabeth said sadly, "Let's lay you on the bed darling."
Rebecca nodded stiffly and then peered into Elizabeth's eyes. Elizabeth felt her heart break for her cousin and a disbelief plague her. Rebecca's weakness now was unbelievable, Rebecca had always been the perfect portrayer of female strength in Elizabeth's eyes and the sight of such a strong woman broken, was unsettling.
Elizabeth sighed sadly, as she helped Rebecca to the bed. A broken heart was always able to bring even the strongest women to their knees. Rebecca lay on the bed looking at the ceiling unblinking and Elizabeth shuffled to the other side of the bed and lay down next to her cousin. She embraced her and Rebecca tears started to fall. At first, she sobbed dryly but soon the tears came leaking out. Once the copious tears started, they didn't stop for the rest of the night, and Elizabeth stayed by her side consoling her.
Elizabeth was the pillar of strength for her cousin that night, the pillar that Rebecca held on to from collapsing any further.
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Jack stormed into the Black Pearl's cabin, a dangerous air about him in his every move. He roared as he started destroying everything in his path, he ripped maps, shattered bottles, threw things, and flipped things over aggressively. After his rage settled somewhat, he sat on his bed and placed his face in his hands. He felt hollow and somewhat overwhelmed, but most of all he couldn't help the feeling of hurt and despair.
Jack had undoubtedly lost his friends Will and Lizzie, but most importantly Rebecca. His beautiful livid angel… Rebecca. He laughed bitterly at himself and realized he was being pathetic. If he were in the past and saw the Jack Sparrow now (the one losing his remaining sanity over a bloody woman), he would shoot himself. Jack had always vowed not to fall in love, and yet he did.
"Look what love's done te ye," he sneered.
"Weakened you is all it did," he murmured harshly and soon he was back on his feet destroying things again.
A/N: I hope readers have enjoyed this story so far. There is only one more chapter to go and then it's finished. Thank you to the reviewer xoxo-Gabriela-xoxo, I really appreciate it.
-Ana
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