ManEater

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Elizabeth

After my short greeting with Mr. Gibbs, I quickly walked towards Jack’s cabin. He seemed to be in a hurry. I opened the door and crept inside. The room was not as lit up as usual and I felt a sudden change in the atmosphere. I noticed Jack leaning over his desk, with his back turned to me, looking down at the map. I quietly closed the door and locked it, and tiptoed my way over to him. I placed his present on the bed and walked over and stood behind him. I breathed in his masculine scent and wrapped my arms around his waist and slowly moved my hands up and down his chest.

“Hello Captain Sparrow.” I said seductively into his ear and feathered a trail of kisses from his cheek to his neck. I heard him sigh at my gentle touch, but that’s all he did. He would normally turn around, make a lewd comment and then kiss me. Not this time…for some reason, he was unresponsive to my embrace. I took my arms from around his waist and stood beside him. I watched him for a few moments as he continued to study the map. I noticed something odd. He was holding the measuring pen with his left hand instead of his right. I looked over to his right hand and noticed that it was bandaged with a blood stained scarf.

“Jack what happened to your right hand?” He took his gaze from the map and slowly turned his head and faced me. His eyes were dark and serious. It was a look he had never given me before... it was almost malevolent.
Instead of returning an answer, he walked past me and grabbed a bottle of rum and sat down at the table. I walked over to the table and sat down next to him, but he did not look at me. I was now growing concerned over his behavior. I was beginning to think that he was angry at me for some reason, but I didn’t know why…

“Jack! What’s wrong? Why are you so quiet? You seem upset about something. Please tell me!” I pleaded. Jack took another sip of rum and finally looked at me. His cold gaze sent shivers down my spine. I was wondering whether I should be afraid or worried about this impending situation. Jack rolled his eyes indifferently and began to speak.

“If you must know Ms. Swann, I’m not in a very pleasant mood.” He replied simply and took another sip of rum.

“Well would you mind telling me why you are in such a sour mood? Maybe I can help cheer you up?” I said as I stood up and walked over to the bed. I could feel Jack’s gaze pierce through my body as I had my back turned to him. I picked up the small box and hid it behind my back as I returned to the table. Jack looked at me with an angry, but curious frown as I sat down in the chair.

“I was shopping in town today and found something that I thought you might like.” I said as I handed him the box. Jack furrowed his brow curiously and remained silent as he placed the box down onto the table. He hesitated at first and then opened the box and removed the wrapping paper from the figurine. He picked up the porcelain pirate and examined it, smirking slightly. He then looked at me and widened his eyes with confusion.

“A pirate? You bought me a porcelain pirate?” He asked in an uncertain tone.

“Yes. It reminded me so much of you that I couldn’t resist buying it. I thought you might like it, since you’ve told me on numerous occasions that you’ve always wanted a statue of yourself.” Jack began to turn the figurine around in his hands, examining every intricate detail.

“I don’t think he shares any of my desirable attributes at all. He’s all boring and lacks sex appeal. If it really did look like me, it would certainly not look like him.” He replied in a condescending voice. I was taken aback by his comment, for I was unsure if he loved or hated his gift.

“Do you like your gift?” I asked as I smiled sweetly at him. Jack sighed and placed the figurine back inside the box.

“I suppose so. It’s the thought that counts, right?” He said as he eyed me coldly with indifference. His response left me speechless. I found his lack of gratitude and rudeness towards me uncalled for and I knew I didn’t deserve it. I had an unnerving feeling that this evening would soon become upsetting for me as well…

Jack Sparrow
She has some damn nerve coming back here. I should have told her to leave me alone and get out. She acts as if nothing is wrong…being so bold by buying me this shabby gift. She has no idea how pissed I am at her. She has crossed me unforgivably. Perhaps I should let her know that her betrayal has been discovered and it’s over between us. But first, I’ll play a little mind game with her.

“So Elizabeth, you’re here quite early aren’t you? I expected to be graced with your presence later on tonight. I guess young William finished with you earlier than I predicted, aye love? Damn eunuch…he can't even last a few measly moments let alone satisfy a woman... next he'll be asking me how to improve his hang time.” I said the latter comment under my breath as I turned my gaze away from her and took a swig of rum.

Elizabeth frowned at me questioningly. “What are you talking about? I haven’t been with Will nor seen him since earlier today.” She replied innocently.

I studied her body language for a few moments. I wanted to see if I could detect any guilt or uneasiness. She continued to stare at me inquiringly, as if she was trying to figure out my odd behavior.

“Oh, I think you do know what I’m talking about Ms. Swann. You don’t have to be so modest with me.” I retorted as I eyed her sternly. Elizabeth widened her eyes and shifted uneasily in her seat. “No I do not know what you are talking about Jack. If you are implying that I was in bed with Will while I was gone, then you’re mad. I was in the mansion all day until I left in the late afternoon to go into town.” She countered defensively.

“That’s not what I heard, love.” I replied with a serious tone. I could tell that Elizabeth was growing upset, for her cheeks were flushing red. She squinted her eyes at me and smirked in disbelief. We sat in a tension filled silence before I began to speak.

“Lizzie, I want you to know that your dear fiancé paid me a little visit earlier today and he revealed some of his secrets to me.” I replied with a snide smirk. She turned her gaze away from me and frowned. She seemed nervous all of a sudden. I knew that

I had her right where I wanted her. “What kind of secrets did he reveal to you? Were they about his life or his father?”

“He didn't realize he was telling me secrets at all as he spilled his heart out all over me... about you... He wanted more advice on how to woo you.” I noticed that she was not relaxed anymore, for she now couldn’t look at me. “Oh? What did he say, exactly?” She asked carefully. I took another swig of rum and looked at her. She had guilt written all over her face.

“He told me that he had a wonderful time with you yesterday. In fact, he mentioned that he wooed you easily. The funny thing is Lizzie, I could have sworn you said that you were not impressed by his efforts. But he said that you fell for it…” I said as I continued to watch her. She was at first lost for words but then shook her head in disagreement.

“Will wasn’t able to woo me and I wasn’t impressed by his advances. He kept fumbling and was nervous the whole time I was with him.” She replied defensively. I was still unconvinced by her answer, for I knew she was still lying and trying to avoid telling me the truth. I had enough of her games and decided to expose her deceit.

“You know, Elizabeth, you are a terrible liar.” I said as I took a swig of rum and eyed her angrily.

Elizabeth widened her eyes in shock. “I’m not a liar! What have I lied to you about Jack?” She retorted angrily.

“What haven’t you lied about, Lizzie? You lied about just everything I confronted you with. You said that you didn’t fall for dear William’s antics and that you told him that you didn’t love him and your relationship was over!”

“But I did tell him that it was over, Jack!” She yelled with reddening eyes.

“No you didn’t because I asked Will if you said anything out of the ordinary to him and he said no. He would have been upset, Lizzie. If something terrible happened between you two, I've no doubt he would have been crying like a baby, but he seemed content about your relationship and asked me how to woo you into bed!” I spat back as I stood up and glared at her, daring her to lie again. Elizabeth sat back in her chair and turned her eyes away from me. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, but I didn’t give a damn. I don’t feel sorry for her nor care about how she’s feeling. She has lied to me and made me look like a fool.

“He told me something else that you two lovebirds were doing.” Elizabeth looked up at me angrily. “And what possibly could that have been, Jack?” I leaned over on the table and glared into her eyes. “You two were intimate that night weren’t you?” I asked.

“That’s a damn lie! I wasn’t intimate with him last night and you know it! I was only with you last night, Jack!” She yelled.

“You’re lying again Lizzie. He told me you two were in his room kissing and undressing each other…”

“But did he tell you that I stopped us from continuing any further? I realized what we were doing and I stopped him. He was confused at first, but then I told him that I wasn’t ready to be intimate with him. And do you want to know the real reason why I stopped?” She asked as tears rolled down her flushed cheeks.

“Do tell, dearie…” I replied with a smirk. “I stopped because of you. I realized that I couldn’t betray you by sleeping with another man. I did it out of my love for you, Jack.” Her words seemed sincere, but I knew that she wasn’t telling the whole truth. I took another swig of rum and turned away from her. We were quiet for a few moments until I began to speak. “You still should have told him that it was over between you two. You didn’t stop him when he made his first move on you. You wanted him to seduce you…you were curious where it would lead to weren’t you, Lizzie?”

“I tried to tell him, Jack. He kept interrupting me. I wanted to tell him. I wanted to hurry to get back to you. If I left abruptly he would have been suspicious that there was someone else and then everything would have been ruined.” She replied sobbing.

“The fact is, Lizzie, you didn’t want to tell him. You wanted to lie with him, but guilt caused you to stop. Answer me this, Elizabeth, why did you leave my bed so early this morning? I find it rather suspicious that you decided to leave when I was asleep. Wouldn’t you agree?” I asked as I turned around to face her.

Elizabeth glanced at me and then sighed. “I didn’t want to disturb you. I had to get back to the mansion before anyone noticed that I was gone.”

“That’s a damn lie, Elizabeth! Will told me that when he woke up, he found you lying next to him in his bed. He also said that you left him a little love letter!” Elizabeth was speechless. She stared at me with tears streaming down her face. I walked over to the bookshelf and stood quiet for a moment. “I see you’re not denying that, Ms. Swann. Your silence speaks the truth. You leave my bed to lie with another man and write him a love letter saying how much you love him and still want to marry him and all that other nonsensical rubbish!”

Elizabeth lowered her head and wiped the tears from her eyes. “How do you know what the letter said?” She said in a low whisper.

“I read the damned thing! I saw that he was reading something and I asked if I could see it, so he gave it to me. And this is what happened when I read it!” I replied as I showed her my wounded right hand.

Elizabeth widened her eyes. “How did you do that?”

“I slammed the bloody rum bottle onto the table and a piece of glass stabbed me in my palm.” I replied, trying to calm my anger.

Elizabeth lowered her head and turned her gaze away from me. “I had to write it to explain to him about my actions last night. I meant nothing by what I said. I don’t intend to marry him.” She said calmly.

I walked over to where she sat and stood in front of her. “Do you love him?” I asked as I glared at her. She looked up at me then turned her head. I sat down in the chair next to her and lifted her chin. “Look at me, Lizzie. Do you love him? Better yet, let me rephrase my question. Are you in love with him?” She looked into my eyes but didn’t answer. But I knew by her silence that she was in love with the whelp. I sat back in my chair and smirked. I got up and took another swig of rum and walked over to the other side of the room. It hurt that she didn’t say no, but I didn’t let it bother me.

Elizabeth

I couldn’t believe what has transpired tonight. How could Will tell Jack about our night together and show him the note? Maybe it was unintentional, but I wished he could have kept our business private and not seek advice from Jack…someone whom I am now romantically involved with. I don’t want to lose Jack. I love him too much to allow that to happen. I know I’ve hurt him, even though it seems like he doesn’t care. I looked across the other side of the room at Jack, who had his back turned to me, looking out the window. I wanted to go over there to put my arms around him, but I was afraid. I’ve never seen him so angry before. I mustered up the courage to go over there and stood behind him. Jack turned around and faced me. His eyes were full of hurt and disdain.

“Please don’t be angry with me Jack.”

“Angry? Who says that I’m angry? I could care less about what goes on between you and the whelp.” He replied indifferently. I knew from his awkward body language that his heart was breaking, but he was hiding it.

“Jack you are angry. I can see it in your eyes. Please. I need to know what you truly feel.”

Jack looked at me and snickered. “I’m not a eunuch like your lil’ fiancé. I don't need to talk about my feeeellings! ”

I was becoming angrier by the moment at his stubbornness. I wished he could stop pretending that he wasn’t hurting.

“At least I know how Will feels about me and what I mean to him. You on the other hand choose to hide your feelings for whatever reason.”

“And your point is Elizabeth?” He sneered as his kohl lined eyes glared at me.

“My point is that you’re a coward, Jack. You refuse to think about anyone but yourself and when the time comes to really have what you want, you back away.”

Jack turned his gaze away from me. I could tell that he was becoming annoyed. He folded his arms and rested against a table by the wall.

“Well, Lizzie?”

“Well what?” I asked confusedly.

“Aren’t you going to explain why you left my bed so early this morning? You still haven’t told me.” He said with a frown. Typical Jack. I should have known that he would take the opportunity to focus on my faults.

I sighed and turned my gaze away from him and then looked into his beautiful eyes. “If you really must know, I left because of something you said.” Jack cocked his brow in disbelief. “I said something? Elizabeth I believe that I was asleep and therefore could not have said anything that would have upset you.”

“You said something disturbing to me when we were sitting at the table early last night. When I asked you who I was to you, you said that I was your wench. I thought I meant more to you than just some bed buddy. I wasn’t sure if you were joking or if you were serious. I wanted you to tell me something more meaningful. Jack looked at me as he thought about my comment. He took a sip of rum before answering me; I was not prepared for what he was about to say…

Hello guys! I hope you are on the edge of your seats! Now the drama unfolds and Elizabeth is exposed for her betrayal! Hmmm I wonder what Jack will say to her! You have to stay tuned to find out!