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Lamentations of Shattered Hearts
A/N Hey guys! Ready for another chapter? Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time, but I wanted to get this out for the weekend! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! P.S. Pay close attention to the details in this chapter!
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Elizabeth
It was now sunset. The blue Caribbean sky burned with hints of bright pink and orange shades. I’ve been sitting in the garden behind the mansion for an hour or so alone…heartbroken and angry. I’ve been crying non-stop since I left the Pearl. Every cruel word that Jack said to me playing repetitively in my mind. How dare he call me a whore! How dare he treat me this way! Telling me that he loves me so that he could have his way with me! I should have never trusted him; and I really should never have let myself fall in love with him. What was I thinking? Allowing a despicable, low life, drunken pirate take my maidenhood!
It should have been Will. He should have been the one and only man to take my most prized possession, but he wasn’t. Guilt and remorse began to well up inside my heart, for I knew that I made a grave mistake. Even though I hated Jack right now, I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing uncontrollably out of my eyes. I couldn’t stop my heart from weeping for him…yearning to be with him. Why do I still cry for him? Why did a part of me still want to run back to him and plead my case? Why did I still love him?
This all seems like a dream turned into an unrelenting nightmare. Since we returned to Port Royal just a few days ago, my life has been full of undeniable bliss, yet full of deceit as well. I had no intention of starting a whirlwind, passionate romance with Jack, but it happened. I couldn’t resist my curiosity to know what it was like to not only kiss him, but to make love to him. Maybe my guilt for killing him ignited unnatural, somewhat animalistic feelings for him... Feelings unlike any that I've ever had for Will or for any other man for that matter. I'd never desired a man so much as I did Jack. There was something about him that I couldn’t resist. But that doesn’t matter anymore. It’s over between us.
I don’t regret maintaining my relationship with Will while I was with Jack. Will has always been in my life and in my heart. I loved him long before Jack ever stepped foot in Port Royal. He has always treated me with so much more respect and dignity than any other man…But Jack has always seen me as some sort of toy or conquest.
He’s never treated me with respect. He was always coming on to me, insinuating that he had some sort of perverted affection for me. Why did I even give in to his persuasions?! Am I some love struck fool who can’t control her emotions? I blame Jack for all of this. He’s to blame for my inexorable attraction towards him. He’s guilty of possessing each of the unique attributes I desire...yet do not deserve in a man.
It’s his fault that all of this turmoil has happened today. He should have never given Will advice on how to woo me. What man does that when he claims that he wants to be with you? That still infuriates me! It’s Jack’s fault that I fell even more in love with Will.
It’s as if he purposely pushed me into the arms of another man for whatever absurd reason. I don’t blame myself for leaving his cabin so early when he was asleep. If he wasn’t so afraid to tell me who I truly am to him, then I would have stayed longer. Had that been the case... the letter I wrote to Will would have read differently... Maybe I would have broken up with him this morning, but I knew I couldn’t. I didn’t want to…I knew deep down in my heart that if I let Will go, it would be the biggest mistake of my life. I’ve already made the worst mistake by falling for Jack and sharing my body with him. I should have known that pirates cannot be trusted. He’s incapable of being a human being... let alone an honorable one.
I can’t afford to make any more rash decisions or make any more mistakes. I’ve already lost Jack…no…I’ve already freed myself from Jack and I cannot lose Will.
But I don’t understand why Will would tell Jack about our relationship. I guess it is because they are best mates? But this has to stop. I don’t want Will telling Jack what goes on between us because I know for sure that Jack will tell him about our affair…He would do all he could to retaliate and make Will think that I am some sort of whore. I must do something before Will goes to see Jack.
I got up from the bench and walked over to the back door. I looked up at the mansion and noticed light flickering in Will’s room. I then walked inside and headed upstairs towards my fiancé’s room…
Jack Sparrow
It’s been hours since the incident happened between Elizabeth and I. I’ve been keeping myself busy by tending to the ship and ordering my crew around. I haven’t been inside my cabin since she’d left, and I’m not about to sit and mope around for her either.
I walked back inside my quarters to lie on the bed. It’s been an excruciatingly tiresome day and I needed my rest. As soon as I plopped myself down onto the bed, I noticed that it was still lopsided. A devious smile emerged on my face but I quickly changed it to an angry frown.
“Stupid wench. She broke my bed! I should make her fix it!” I mumbled as I lay back down on the pillow.
I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath. For a moment, I could have sworn that I smelled lilac perfume in the air. I quickly opened my eyes and looked towards the door. The dim candle lights formed what seemed to be the shadow of a woman standing by the wall. For a moment, I thought that the whore snuck inside my cabin, but to my great relief, it was no one. Thank God it wasn’t her. I don’t have time for young stupid girls who lie, cheat, and steal their way into a man’s heart.
Elizabeth should know that fooling with a man’s heart is dangerous. She could be killed for such a treacherous deed. She has a long history of meddling with men’s hearts. Look at what she did to Norrington. She said that she would marry him, not out of love for him, but out of her selfish need to save the eunuch. She leaves Norrington for Will, and now the former Commodore has become a whelp himself. Now she’s continuing the cycle. She is engaged to Will and when I happen to bring my handsome self around again, she kisses me...takes advantage of me. But instead of the whelp being dumped, I’m killed! When I come back once again, she seduces me into bed with her and lies to me about ridding herself of the whelp!
How could I be so damn stupid! Letting someone years younger than I am trick me? Am I becoming a eunuch? No woman has ever been successful in trapping me into loving them. Of course they have trapped me into lying in bed with them, but I allowed it to happen. My heart wasn’t involved. But now that it is, I feel robbed. I feel like a part of me has been used and abused. I don’t know why I allowed my heart to be entangled with that witch. Why did I see her as being more desirable than any other woman I'd ever seen? She’s not even that pretty!
I don’t regret shagging her, but I do regret falling in love with her and concocting the idea that we would sail together for the rest of our lives. I should have just shagged her and not told her those three deplorable words that I will never use again for the rest of my life! But if I'd done just that, I would have felt guilty for taking her virginity. Damn that woman! She knew exactly what she was doing! I’m glad that I said those horrible things to her. She deserved every foul word I said to her. She’s probably home right now crying her poor lil’ eyes out, trying to make Will feel sorry for her.
She’s probably with him right now…in his arms, letting him do God knows what to her… I quickly got out of bed, for the thought of them being together formed an agonizing knot in my stomach. I quickly took a bottle of rum from the shelf and made my way out the door. “I can’t be in here right now…I need some relief…” I whispered as I walked onto the deck and down the ramp.
I needed to clear my head and decided a walk along the beach would help me do just that. I needed to be far away from anything that reminded me of Lizzie and what happened between us. I took a swig of rum and walked a few feet away from the Pearl. Some of the crew were sitting around a campfire drunk and obnoxious.
“Hey Capn’! Where ya goin?” Marty asked as I approached their campsite.
“I need to take a walk…” I replied frankly.
“Need company Capn?” Gibbs asked.
“No. Don’t worry about me. Carry on with your drunkenness and lollygaggin’. I’ll be back soon.” I said as I waved them off and continued my journey down the beach.
A while later, I turned around and noticed that I had walked quite a long distance, maybe a mile or so. I looked ahead and observed what seemed to be a cluster of houses off in the distance. I decided to take a quick rest, so I sat down on the sand and watched the sunset over the beautiful sea. A great sense of calmness welled up inside me as I took another swig of rum. My mind felt clear, yet there was still an unwavering heaviness in my heart. I didn’t know how I should feel, but I knew I felt disappointed. I was disappointed in myself and in the way my life has turned out so far. I couldn’t shake the notion that I had permitted myself to fall in love with a woman…I felt like I had betrayed my one and only love, which was, no is the sea.
Ever since I was a young lad, I 'd always promised myself that nothing, not even women and sex, would come between me and the sea. But they had …and what’s worse is that I was in love and falling deeper everyday. Even though Lizzie has turned out to be a treacherous wench, I can't remove her completely from my heart. Maybe once we've set sail in three days, I shall be able to forget about her and what has happened between us. I inhaled the salty sea air one more time and got up from the sand. My mind felt somewhat rejuvenated, and I was feeling better about my whole situation. As I started my trek back to the Pearl, I noticed a group of young women heading towards me. I paid them no mind. I took a few swigs of rum and continued to walk.
A few moments later, my path crossed with the women. I nodded my head to greet them and continued on my way, until I noticed that one of them was lagging a few feet behind. She stared dangerously at me. Chills ran up my spine as her hazel-green eyes seemed to burn through my soul. She seemed familiar to me, but I knew I had never met her or shagged her before. She stood out from the rest of the women. She had caramel skin, long curly hair and her eyes seemed to glow in the darkening light. For a moment there I thought maybe Tia Dalma transformed herself into this woman, just to play a trick on me, or check up on me…she’s done it before. I couldn’t help but to keep staring at her as we walked past each other. I nodded my head and in response, she smiled and turned around and continued on her way.
As I approached the Pearl, I noticed that the crew had left their campsite. I walked up onto my ship and went inside my cabin. It still bothered me to be in there. I noticed that the broken rum bottle still lay shattered on the floor and my gift that Lizzie bought me was still in its safe place. I walked over to my desk and sat down. When I placed my hand inside my coat pocket, my fingers brushed against something metal that was inside. I took it out and realized that it was Elizabeth’s locket. I had forgotten that I put it in my pocket when I found it lying next to me instead of her naked body. I once again felt my resentment towards her travel through my heart. She’s betrayed me too many times in the past year or so and I didn’t understand why I continued to allow this to happen.
As the locket dangled before me... I contemplated it's shape... a heart. In that ironic moment I realized exactly the reason why I've let her manipulate me so...and she continues to leave it with me every time she runs back to the whelp...
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A/N So, how did you guys like it? Not too much happening in here, or is it? Did you guys notice something in Jack's part where he greets the young women? That's the only hint I'll give you for now. I hope you guys keep reading and reviewing so that I will know if you liked it or not. But not to worry, there are many many surprises ahead! Of course, there will be more drama, too! I will post my next chapter very soon! Thanks for reading and take care!
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Elizabeth
It was now sunset. The blue Caribbean sky burned with hints of bright pink and orange shades. I’ve been sitting in the garden behind the mansion for an hour or so alone…heartbroken and angry. I’ve been crying non-stop since I left the Pearl. Every cruel word that Jack said to me playing repetitively in my mind. How dare he call me a whore! How dare he treat me this way! Telling me that he loves me so that he could have his way with me! I should have never trusted him; and I really should never have let myself fall in love with him. What was I thinking? Allowing a despicable, low life, drunken pirate take my maidenhood!
It should have been Will. He should have been the one and only man to take my most prized possession, but he wasn’t. Guilt and remorse began to well up inside my heart, for I knew that I made a grave mistake. Even though I hated Jack right now, I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing uncontrollably out of my eyes. I couldn’t stop my heart from weeping for him…yearning to be with him. Why do I still cry for him? Why did a part of me still want to run back to him and plead my case? Why did I still love him?
This all seems like a dream turned into an unrelenting nightmare. Since we returned to Port Royal just a few days ago, my life has been full of undeniable bliss, yet full of deceit as well. I had no intention of starting a whirlwind, passionate romance with Jack, but it happened. I couldn’t resist my curiosity to know what it was like to not only kiss him, but to make love to him. Maybe my guilt for killing him ignited unnatural, somewhat animalistic feelings for him... Feelings unlike any that I've ever had for Will or for any other man for that matter. I'd never desired a man so much as I did Jack. There was something about him that I couldn’t resist. But that doesn’t matter anymore. It’s over between us.
I don’t regret maintaining my relationship with Will while I was with Jack. Will has always been in my life and in my heart. I loved him long before Jack ever stepped foot in Port Royal. He has always treated me with so much more respect and dignity than any other man…But Jack has always seen me as some sort of toy or conquest.
He’s never treated me with respect. He was always coming on to me, insinuating that he had some sort of perverted affection for me. Why did I even give in to his persuasions?! Am I some love struck fool who can’t control her emotions? I blame Jack for all of this. He’s to blame for my inexorable attraction towards him. He’s guilty of possessing each of the unique attributes I desire...yet do not deserve in a man.
It’s his fault that all of this turmoil has happened today. He should have never given Will advice on how to woo me. What man does that when he claims that he wants to be with you? That still infuriates me! It’s Jack’s fault that I fell even more in love with Will.
It’s as if he purposely pushed me into the arms of another man for whatever absurd reason. I don’t blame myself for leaving his cabin so early when he was asleep. If he wasn’t so afraid to tell me who I truly am to him, then I would have stayed longer. Had that been the case... the letter I wrote to Will would have read differently... Maybe I would have broken up with him this morning, but I knew I couldn’t. I didn’t want to…I knew deep down in my heart that if I let Will go, it would be the biggest mistake of my life. I’ve already made the worst mistake by falling for Jack and sharing my body with him. I should have known that pirates cannot be trusted. He’s incapable of being a human being... let alone an honorable one.
I can’t afford to make any more rash decisions or make any more mistakes. I’ve already lost Jack…no…I’ve already freed myself from Jack and I cannot lose Will.
But I don’t understand why Will would tell Jack about our relationship. I guess it is because they are best mates? But this has to stop. I don’t want Will telling Jack what goes on between us because I know for sure that Jack will tell him about our affair…He would do all he could to retaliate and make Will think that I am some sort of whore. I must do something before Will goes to see Jack.
I got up from the bench and walked over to the back door. I looked up at the mansion and noticed light flickering in Will’s room. I then walked inside and headed upstairs towards my fiancé’s room…
Jack Sparrow
It’s been hours since the incident happened between Elizabeth and I. I’ve been keeping myself busy by tending to the ship and ordering my crew around. I haven’t been inside my cabin since she’d left, and I’m not about to sit and mope around for her either.
I walked back inside my quarters to lie on the bed. It’s been an excruciatingly tiresome day and I needed my rest. As soon as I plopped myself down onto the bed, I noticed that it was still lopsided. A devious smile emerged on my face but I quickly changed it to an angry frown.
“Stupid wench. She broke my bed! I should make her fix it!” I mumbled as I lay back down on the pillow.
I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath. For a moment, I could have sworn that I smelled lilac perfume in the air. I quickly opened my eyes and looked towards the door. The dim candle lights formed what seemed to be the shadow of a woman standing by the wall. For a moment, I thought that the whore snuck inside my cabin, but to my great relief, it was no one. Thank God it wasn’t her. I don’t have time for young stupid girls who lie, cheat, and steal their way into a man’s heart.
Elizabeth should know that fooling with a man’s heart is dangerous. She could be killed for such a treacherous deed. She has a long history of meddling with men’s hearts. Look at what she did to Norrington. She said that she would marry him, not out of love for him, but out of her selfish need to save the eunuch. She leaves Norrington for Will, and now the former Commodore has become a whelp himself. Now she’s continuing the cycle. She is engaged to Will and when I happen to bring my handsome self around again, she kisses me...takes advantage of me. But instead of the whelp being dumped, I’m killed! When I come back once again, she seduces me into bed with her and lies to me about ridding herself of the whelp!
How could I be so damn stupid! Letting someone years younger than I am trick me? Am I becoming a eunuch? No woman has ever been successful in trapping me into loving them. Of course they have trapped me into lying in bed with them, but I allowed it to happen. My heart wasn’t involved. But now that it is, I feel robbed. I feel like a part of me has been used and abused. I don’t know why I allowed my heart to be entangled with that witch. Why did I see her as being more desirable than any other woman I'd ever seen? She’s not even that pretty!
I don’t regret shagging her, but I do regret falling in love with her and concocting the idea that we would sail together for the rest of our lives. I should have just shagged her and not told her those three deplorable words that I will never use again for the rest of my life! But if I'd done just that, I would have felt guilty for taking her virginity. Damn that woman! She knew exactly what she was doing! I’m glad that I said those horrible things to her. She deserved every foul word I said to her. She’s probably home right now crying her poor lil’ eyes out, trying to make Will feel sorry for her.
She’s probably with him right now…in his arms, letting him do God knows what to her… I quickly got out of bed, for the thought of them being together formed an agonizing knot in my stomach. I quickly took a bottle of rum from the shelf and made my way out the door. “I can’t be in here right now…I need some relief…” I whispered as I walked onto the deck and down the ramp.
I needed to clear my head and decided a walk along the beach would help me do just that. I needed to be far away from anything that reminded me of Lizzie and what happened between us. I took a swig of rum and walked a few feet away from the Pearl. Some of the crew were sitting around a campfire drunk and obnoxious.
“Hey Capn’! Where ya goin?” Marty asked as I approached their campsite.
“I need to take a walk…” I replied frankly.
“Need company Capn?” Gibbs asked.
“No. Don’t worry about me. Carry on with your drunkenness and lollygaggin’. I’ll be back soon.” I said as I waved them off and continued my journey down the beach.
A while later, I turned around and noticed that I had walked quite a long distance, maybe a mile or so. I looked ahead and observed what seemed to be a cluster of houses off in the distance. I decided to take a quick rest, so I sat down on the sand and watched the sunset over the beautiful sea. A great sense of calmness welled up inside me as I took another swig of rum. My mind felt clear, yet there was still an unwavering heaviness in my heart. I didn’t know how I should feel, but I knew I felt disappointed. I was disappointed in myself and in the way my life has turned out so far. I couldn’t shake the notion that I had permitted myself to fall in love with a woman…I felt like I had betrayed my one and only love, which was, no is the sea.
Ever since I was a young lad, I 'd always promised myself that nothing, not even women and sex, would come between me and the sea. But they had …and what’s worse is that I was in love and falling deeper everyday. Even though Lizzie has turned out to be a treacherous wench, I can't remove her completely from my heart. Maybe once we've set sail in three days, I shall be able to forget about her and what has happened between us. I inhaled the salty sea air one more time and got up from the sand. My mind felt somewhat rejuvenated, and I was feeling better about my whole situation. As I started my trek back to the Pearl, I noticed a group of young women heading towards me. I paid them no mind. I took a few swigs of rum and continued to walk.
A few moments later, my path crossed with the women. I nodded my head to greet them and continued on my way, until I noticed that one of them was lagging a few feet behind. She stared dangerously at me. Chills ran up my spine as her hazel-green eyes seemed to burn through my soul. She seemed familiar to me, but I knew I had never met her or shagged her before. She stood out from the rest of the women. She had caramel skin, long curly hair and her eyes seemed to glow in the darkening light. For a moment there I thought maybe Tia Dalma transformed herself into this woman, just to play a trick on me, or check up on me…she’s done it before. I couldn’t help but to keep staring at her as we walked past each other. I nodded my head and in response, she smiled and turned around and continued on her way.
As I approached the Pearl, I noticed that the crew had left their campsite. I walked up onto my ship and went inside my cabin. It still bothered me to be in there. I noticed that the broken rum bottle still lay shattered on the floor and my gift that Lizzie bought me was still in its safe place. I walked over to my desk and sat down. When I placed my hand inside my coat pocket, my fingers brushed against something metal that was inside. I took it out and realized that it was Elizabeth’s locket. I had forgotten that I put it in my pocket when I found it lying next to me instead of her naked body. I once again felt my resentment towards her travel through my heart. She’s betrayed me too many times in the past year or so and I didn’t understand why I continued to allow this to happen.
As the locket dangled before me... I contemplated it's shape... a heart. In that ironic moment I realized exactly the reason why I've let her manipulate me so...and she continues to leave it with me every time she runs back to the whelp...
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A/N So, how did you guys like it? Not too much happening in here, or is it? Did you guys notice something in Jack's part where he greets the young women? That's the only hint I'll give you for now. I hope you guys keep reading and reviewing so that I will know if you liked it or not. But not to worry, there are many many surprises ahead! Of course, there will be more drama, too! I will post my next chapter very soon! Thanks for reading and take care!