Broken

Chapter 3: Numb

A/N: Elizabeth has spent a week curled up in Jack’s bed with him watching over her as she sobbed for Will. Finally her tears stop and she seems to be doing better…but then things take an unexpected turn. How will Jack handle this turn of events?

Disclaimer: Still don’t own POTC and I’m still not making any money.

SassySparrow: Thank you for the review my dear, glad you’re enjoying it! And yes this will be a very dark story…but not completely.

Jack’s head jerked up as he caught himself nodding off for what seemed like at least the hundredth time that day. Or was it night now? He wasn’t even sure what time it was anymore. Stretching he rose from his chair and strode over to the large windows of his cabin looking out to see that it was just barely dawn. The sky was a pale violet gray meaning the sun hadn’t even risen yet. Glancing back over his shoulder he saw that Elizabeth was still sleeping. She was sleeping a little sounder now. Earlier she had been trembling and crying out for Will in her sleep. Jack rubbed his eyes and walked over towards the door unlocking it. The clicking of the door being unlocked woke Elizabeth. She called out making Jack turn back around.

“Will?”

“Sorry darling…jus’ me.”

“Where’s Will?”

“Love…why don’t ye try an’ go back t’ sleep?”

“No…what happened Jack?”

“Elizabeth please…we’ll talk bout it later.”

“No Jack…I want to know now. Where’s Will…why isn’t he here with me?”

“Do ye remember the battle on the Dutchman?”

Squinting she thought for a moment. Then suddenly her eyes widened and fresh tears formed in them as she began shaking her head.

“N-no…I don’t want to remember! Jack!”

Locking the door back he strode back over to the bed and knelt down beside it. Elizabeth grabbed at the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to her.

“Please Jack…help me!”

“Course love…anything ye need.”

“I need you to make me forget! Please…I don’t want to remember what happened!”

“I would if I could love…I jus’ don’t know how. I don’t know what ye need from me.”

Elizabeth looked him over as if deciding something before she began tugging at his shirt to pull it over his head. Jack grabbed her hands stilling them. He held them against his chest as he looked down at her trembling form. The blanket had fallen to her waist baring her small breasts to him.

“Jack please…take me! Make me forget! I need to forget!”

“Izzy…darling yer grieving. Yer not in yer right mind love…an’ ye don’t know what yer asking me.”

“I know what I’m asking you Jack…please! For me? I need this! I need to forget losing him!”

“Not like this darling…I’ll not make love t’ ye while yer trying t’ forget another man. If I make love t’ ye…it’ll be because ye want me…not because yer in so much pain that ye want t’ be numb.”

“Jack…you said you would do anything I need. And I need to forget…so make me forget!”

Looking away from her his dark eyes fell on the unopened bottle of rum that was sitting on his table. His eyes widened as a thought hit him. Yes…he could make her forget! At least for now anyway. Standing up Jack walked over to the table and grabbed the bottle of rum pulling the cork from it. He handed the bottle to Elizabeth. She took the bottle looking up at him with a confused look on her face.

“Jack?”

“Ye wanted t’ forget didn’t ye?”

“Yes…but…”

“An’ so now ye can…with this. Drink up Izzy darling an’ ye’ll find that it helps t’ make ye forget things.”

Desperate to forget Elizabeth lifted the bottle to her lips and began gulping down the amber colored liquid. Her tea colored eyes slipped closed as she felt the rum burning a path down her throat towards the pit of her stomach. Already it seemed to have a soothing effect on her frazzled nerves. Jack stood by the bed watching her as she continued to gulp the rum. Finally she brought the bottle away from her mouth to take a much needed breath.

“Thank you Jack…I needed this.”

“No thanks needed love…jus’ trying m’ best t’ take care of ye.”

“And I’m grateful for that.”

“I’m going to see about getting ye something t’ eat darling.”

“No…I’m not hungry Jack…just stay here with me?”

“If that’s what ye want?”

“It is. Do something else for me?”

“Anything love.”

“Would you…hold me?”

Jack stepped out of his boots and prepared to climb into bed next to her but she grabbed his wrist stopping him.

“No…not like that. I want…to feel your skin against mine Jack.”

“Oh…very well.”

He stripped off his clothing until he was as naked as she was and then climbed into bed beside her. Elizabeth set the bottle of rum down on the floor next to the bed and turned to curl against Jack’s side. Jack draped his arm around her slender waist drawing her even closer to him. He could feel her breasts pressing against his side as she draped her left leg across his thigh. Her head rested against his shoulder as her fingers traced the bullet wound scars on his chest. If she only knew what lying there in bed with her like that was doing to him. It had taken every ounce of his self restraint to not consent to her earlier plea for him to make her forget by making love to her. And now here he was lying naked in bed with her in his arms. How was he going to remain a gentleman now? Jack sucked in a sharp breath when he felt Elizabeth’s heat press against his thigh as she shifted closer to him. Jack frowned as he felt the stirrings of an arousal start to tingle in his loins. This was not good at all. He had to think of something else…anything else. But soon enough he found that his brain just wouldn’t think of anything else other than having Elizabeth naked and deliciously pressed against him.

Trying to create a little distance between them Jack scooted away from her a bit. Missing the warmth that radiated from him Elizabeth scooted closer to him pressing herself more firmly against him. Jack groaned inwardly. Then he felt her lips on his skin…tracing a light path over his chest and up towards his neck.

“Izzy…what are ye doing?”

“I don’t know. Do you want me to stop?”

Did he want her to stop? Hell no he didn’t want her to stop! But he knew that it wouldn’t be right of him to take advantage of her like this. Even if she was the one who was instigating the situation.

“It’s not that I want ye t’ stop darling…it’s jus’ probably best if ye do.”

“Don’t you want me Jack?”

“Most decidedly yes love…but yer grieving.”

“Yes…and I want you to help me heal Jack.”

He opened his mouth to reply but she silenced him by straddling his waist pressing her sex into his stomach as she leaned down to capture his mouth in a scorching kiss. Her tongue plunged into his mouth as she rubbed herself against his stomach. Jack groaned into her mouth as he felt his cock stiffening more. If she didn’t stop this soon then he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from taking her. Grabbing onto her face Jack gently but firmly pushed her back.

“Love…we can’t do this…not like this.”

“Why not?”

“Because this isn’t what ye really want.”

“Yes it is Jack.”

“No it isn’t…ye jus’ want t’ forget bout what ye’ve lost.”

“Is that so terrible Jack?”

“No it’s not terrible love…it jus’ makes ye human that’s all.”

“Please Jack…please make me forget?”

“I won’t do that t’ ye Izzy.”

“Won’t do what…take me to bed?”

“I won’t ruin ye like that.”

“Ruin me how?”

“By taking yer virginity darling.”

“Not even if I’m offering it to you?”

“Yer only offering it t’ me out of grief.”

Elizabeth frowned as she sat on top of him. She needed Jack to help her forget and she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Leaning down Elizabeth sucked the skin of his neck near his jaw line into her mouth. He tasted salty like the sea. Jack’s eyes slipped closed as she sucked on his flesh lightly nipping at it. His cock throbbed letting him know it’s need for Elizabeth. His calloused hands grasped her hips as he rolled them so that she now lay on her back with him leaning over her. Her thighs spread eagerly letting his hips settle in between them. Jack rocked his hips against hers pressing his erection against her sex. Oh God it would feel so good to just bury himself so deep inside her scorching depths! Elizabeth leaned up whispering against Jack’s ear wantonly.

“Yes…take me Jack! Take me…I’m yours!”

Her words surged through him like a bolt of lightning straight to his loins making him throb with desire for her. He grabbed her hips pressing her roughly to the mattress. Their eyes met and she nodded her consent to him. Touching his forehead lightly to hers he let out a strained breath. If he took her it would change everything between them. Jack knew that he loved her but he wondered what she felt for him…if she felt anything at all for him. But having her here in his bed beneath him begging for him to take her was more powerful than his will to remain a gentleman. He had to have her!

A/N: Yep a cliffhanger! Sorry…just had to do it! Hope you like where the story is headed so far… let me know!