Chyeeeea boi, chapter 28. Jack Sparrow is gonna clap clap that musket all up in yuh ass, ya hurd? Sorry, LOL.
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FYI; I cried. I actually teared-up like a fool while writing this chapter.
Chapter 28: Oasis IV
Donning eloquent clothing of bold red with embroidered gold and a dark-haired wig to hide his unruly locks, Jack managed to beguile his way into the party, unnoticed by the host. To conceal his pirate nature, he easily conjured a lie about his occupation; as far as these fine people were concerned, he was a wealthy merchant sailor whom was unclaimed by marriage. However, he was awaiting the perfect woman so he may shower her with his incredible stories and prized possessions of silky rich foreign clothing and delicate ornaments bartered from all over the world.
And he felt rather proud of himself, because his lie was quite close to the truth, though only he knew it. He had been a merchant sailor before, and was currently unbound by marriage. Although, one piece of the story was incorrect; he wasn't waiting for the perfect woman to bestow his worldly stories and gifts upon, for he had already found her.
But she was taken from him, and Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl had every intention of stealing her back.
His deep chocolate eyes thoroughly scanned the room of its guests for his Katherine- for any sign of a petite woman with her signature creamy white skin and silky chestnut curls.
There were many women who bore a similar resemblance to her, but Jack could judge by their figure that none of them could be Katherine. Beforehand, the pirate had greedily memorized her frame while she was unaware, and it was surely safe to confirm that none of these females had the features that his Katherine had.
So if she wasn't where the rest of Crowley's guests were gathered, then where was she?
"Have we met before?"
Sparrow turned abruptly and came face to face with the General, who currently had a glass of wine in hand; his eyebrow raised questionably. That sniveling pompous prick…
"You seem rather familiar.. Your name is?" Crowley inquired before sipping from his vintage red wine.
Carefully noting himself, Jack dropped his 'sea-fairing' tone to adopt a more refined one, "Captain Jebediah Smith
… or Smithy if you prefer." He smiled evasively, "I am captain of a merchant ship, sir."
Edward was silent for a moment, as if in thought before continuing, "..What is the name of your vessel?"
"The Golden Galleon, sir."
Humming, the General bore deeply into Jack's eyes, "I can't seem to recall purchasing anything off you."
Quickly remedying the situation, he wore a genial smile before commenting, "Been indulging in the wine, sir?"
Crowley's face grew threateningly grim, not taking his eyes off Sparrow for a mere second. Jack returned the stare with equal intensity, rivaling the one of the man before him. Suddenly, Edward laughed jubilantly before drinking from his crystal goblet,
"Perhaps I have, my good man. Perhaps I have.."
Glancing into his chalice, his gaze returned to the pirate as he said, "Excuse me, Captain Smith but I must refresh my wine." And left before Jack could say another word.
Deciding to stray from the party, Sparrow hastily silently made his way to the staircase leading to the upper level of the General's manor, unseen by everyone. He assumed if Katherine wasn't with the guests, then she must be elsewhere.
Upon reaching the final step to the second floor, he eyed the hallway briefly. Several doors lined the corridor, each one exquisitely painted. He scowled and went to the door farthest from him to begin there. Resting his ear against the wood, he listened for any remote noise before moving onto the next, and so on.
Somewhere in the middle of the hallway, he heard the faintest sound of movement. A rustle of papers? Something of that sort. Jack tapped a knuckle against the wood quietly, and heard a soft troubled sigh from inside.
"Come in.."
It was her; it was his Katherine! He was sure of it! Jack felt as though his heart would leap out of his throat as he briskly opened the door, aching to see her after what seemed like forever.
There she was, looking as radiant and beautiful as when he last saw her; sitting at a white vanity whilst languidly brushing her hair. A journal was on the table; was that the paper he heard seconds earlier? She hadn't turned to see who was standing in her doorway, for she still remained seated.
Katherine took a shallow breath and looked as though she was going to speak until her eyes rose from the mirror and met Jack's. Her lips parted in disbelief, unable to produce words while he couldn't seem to get that goofy smile off his face.
"J-Jack.." Tears brimmed on the edges of her eyes as she gathered her skirts to stand from the chair. Hastily, the captain shut the door to her bedroom before opening his arms wide for her and with a relentless hold on one another, they stood in a heartfelt embrace while she sobbed into his chest. Katherine attempted to calm herself enough to speak, though only managed to whimper. Tightening his arms around her lithe frame, Sparrow buried his face into her soft brunette locks and hushed her cries.
Gingerly, Sparrow managed to move them both to her bed while still keeping her locked in his arms. Both sitting, Katherine somehow pulled herself together and wiped the trail of tears off her ivory cheeks before moving her eyes to connect with his. They were warm, lonesome, and full of pain yet somehow erupting with joy; that smile still hadn't left his face.
The brunette sniffled, gazing up at him, "What are you doing here..?"
"I'm taking you back, love." He said sternly, holding her small hands in his larger ones, "It's been hell without ye around. The crews a bloody wreck an' Gibbs has been going barkin' mad over ye ever since you left-"
She cut him off, "I didn't leave, Jack." Averting her gaze to the floor, she murmured, "You essentially sold me.."
"I bloody well didn't, an' you know it." He spoke in a harsh undertone. But he did, and he knew it too; but Jack just couldn't come to terms with that.
Her eyes flew up to meet his, "Admit it.. You didn't want me on the Pearl any longer so you chose Angelica.."
The pirate lord growled before grabbing onto both of her shoulders, "I did not, you blasted woman! I.." He sighed heavily as his hands slid down her arms, ".. I just hadn't seen 'er in so long and Crummy threatened to kill her if I didn't let you go.."
Katherine remained silent. So that was it; he missed her.
"..Do you love her, Jack?"
Stunned, his jaw fell slack at her question. Did he love Angelica? He took a moment to think about her inquiry. Certainly, he had a variety of mixed emotions for the Spanish woman, but did he love her? No, no.. Another had already claimed the tile of his love. On that very same day that Crowley took Katherine away from him, Jack was seconds away from telling her exactly how he felt; that he loved her dearly, and wanted her at his side always.
"No."
"No?"
"I don't love Angelica.." Jack raised her delicate hand to his lips; kissing her knuckles and the tips of her fingers softly before locking with her eyes, "I love you, Katherine. With all me bloody heart."
Her lip trembled as gazed at him, droplets falling from her eyes. How long had she waited to hear him say such beautiful words? It seemed like all of this could only be a dream, something that was unreal and translucent. Her heart ached. Wrenched. Twisted and coiled around itself into a painful mess of emotions.
Katherine loved him, and had wanted him to know that for so long. But now, when he is finally confessing his deepest emotions for her, she… she cannot return them. Oh God, how she wished for nothing more in the world than to tell him just how much she loved him, and how heartbroken she was during their distance apart..
Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably as her head fell weakly, chocolate tendrils cascading off her shoulders like silky waterfalls, "I'm sorry.. Jack.."
She couldn't look up, knowing that his expression would be one of someone whose heart had stopped beating. Katherine sobbed brokenly into her hands as she revealed the grand sparkling diamond band on her left ring finger.
Jack's world came thundering down at the next words to leave her lips.
"I'm getting married.."
.Gah. So much drama~
Finally, a confession! Phew!
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