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ManEater

By: tinamonic
folder Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating: Adult ++
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Acting On Your Best Behavior

A/N: Hey guys! I am seriously sorry for keeping you all waiting! This chapter is short because I cut it down. It has two parts so I have to finish it and when I do, I won't take too long posting! Enough of my speech, read and review!!
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Jack Sparrow

I sat alone at the head of the table in the galley. There were a few crewmates at the table with me, but they sat on the opposite end. I looked around the room and noticed that everyone was talking, laughing and eating…except for me. I was not in the mood for anything…except for shagging, of course. I glanced down at the bowl of grog that Cotton had prepared for us. It looked disgusting, but I was accustomed to eating it. I pushed the bowl away from me, for the color and the stench were making me sick. I wasn’t hungry anymore and I knew why. Ever since I allowed Will and Elizabeth back onto my ship, they’ve been a painful thorn in my side. I haven’t been able to concentrate. It bothered the hell out of me when I’d seen them walking hand-in-hand. I knew that that should have been me holding Elizabeth’s hand… I had to stifle a gag when I caught a glimpse of them snogging on deck a few hours ago. I wanted to run over and throw Will and his sticky, fish lips overboard for purposely doing that in front of me… but I had to pretend I didn’t give a rat's ass.

If I show them that it bothers me when I see them together, William will think that I’m weak and that he’s won. I can’t show anyone that I’m dying on the inside…I feel like a bloody eunuch and it’s entirely their fault! But I must move on…I have moved on…a little. I looked down at the sapphire ring Carmen gave to me. A smile crept up on my face as I clearly remembered how I was able to attain such a magnanimous gift.

After a few moments of examining my rings, I happened to look up across the room and saw the most disturbing thing in my life. It was Will and Elizabeth…and much to my chagrin, they were holding hands…AGAIN! I watched as they walked past each table, searching for a seat. There were a few unoccupied seats at my table and guess where they were? It so happened (by fate of course) that there were two empty seats right next to me. I prayed to God that they wouldn’t find them, but I knew they would. Will and Elizabeth continued to search around the room, until Will looked in my direction. My eyes met his. I gave him a snide smirk and in response, he frowned. I turned my gaze away from him as they both approached the table. Ragetti, Pintel, and Marty were sitting at the opposite end of the table and greeted them.

“Mr. Turnah ‘n Miss Swann…Care ta join us?” Pintel asked. I wanted to shoot him.

I pretended that I didn’t see them. I turned my head as if I was looking for something. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Will was looking at me.

“Are there any chairs we can sit in?” I heard Will ask.

“Aye…there be two seats right o’er there by tha Capn’.” Ragetti replied.

I was upset. I wanted to say something but I couldn’t. I sat quietly and restrained myself, until Ragetti asked me the wrong question…

“Capn’ do ya mind if Turnah ‘n Miss Swann have a seat next to ya?”

I slowly turned my head and looked at Ragetti. He had a ridiculous smile on his face. His eye kept moving all about in his head. I desperately wanted to shoot it out of his skull! I forced a fake smile on my face. I could feel Will and Lizzie looking at me, but I did not meet their glare.

“Of course, why not…” I then shifted my eyes from Ragetti and glared at Will. I wanted to say something very vile and hateful, but I held it in. “It doesn’t bother me at all…” I sneered.

Will smirked and grasped Lizzie’s hand a little firmly as he led her over to the two chairs next to me. Will never took his eyes off of me. It was as if he was daring me to say or do something to him. He pulled out a seat for Lizzie and then pulled out the chair next to me and sat down. I looked at him with an evil glower. He rolled his eyes and placed his arm around Lizzie. He purposely sat between Lizzie and me. He probably feared that I would take her away from him, but he had absolutely nothing to worry about…I rolled my eyes and looked around the room for Cotton. At this point, I desperately needed some rum. I spotted him on the other side of the room and waved my hand for him to come.

“Cotton…bring three bottles of rum.”

Cotton nodded and walked away. I hoped that Will and Elizabeth didn’t think that they were getting any rum…I only intended those bottles to be for me…and no one else. I wanted to get myself so pissed drunk so that I could dull the pain in my heart and not be responsible for whatever vulgarities I might say.

As I waited patiently for Cotton to return, I tried my best not to look over to my left. I knew that if I did, my heart would turn to stone. But I couldn’t help it. I first glanced at the two so-called lovebirds and found them talking and smiling at each other. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, for the room was too noisy with banter. I turned my gaze away from them until I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Elizabeth was staring at me.

At first, I thought it was my imagination. But I felt a familiar sensation in my body and I knew she was actually looking at me. I daringly looked over in her direction and met her gorgeous eyes. My heart stopped beating. Time seemed to stand still the moment our eyes met. The noise and everything in the room seemed to disappear during the brief moments we stared at each other. Luckily the whelp hadn’t noticed; for he was too busy talking to Pintel. A short moment later, Lizzie was the first one to break her gaze. I looked at her for a few extra moments until I turned away.

During our silent exchange of glances, I noticed something in her eyes. She seemed hurt, confused, and slightly unhappy. She didn’t look into my eyes at first. She seemed to be looking at my face. She was examining the bruise around my eye and the scratch on my cheek. After she examined my face, her eyes drifted down to my lips. I wondered what she was thinking. Her eyes slowly met my gaze and that’s when she turned away. Only God knows what could possibly be running through her mind or know what she feels in her heart. But I know for certain that I will not stress out about it or give a damn…

To my great relief, Cotton soon appeared with three bottles of rum in his hands. He smiled and placed the first two bottles on the table. He then proceeded to give Will a bottle. Will reached out his hand to grab it, but I stopped Cotton from handing it to him. They both looked at me confusedly.

“No…these bottles are for me.” I said as I took the bottle from Cotton’s hand and rolled my eyes at Will. Cotton looked at Will and then at me. His mangy parrot was also staring at me.

“Greedy bastard…Squaak…greedy bastard!” The bird said. I immediately pulled out my pistol and aimed it at the parrot.

“What did the bird say?!”

Cotton shook his head and gently placed his fingers over the bird’s beak as he walked away.

“The bird said that you’re a greedy bastard. I’m sure you heard him loud and clear the first time.” Will quipped.

I looked at him. He had a snide smirk on his face. I wanted to pull out my pistol again, but I decided to entertain the eunuch’s antics.

“How do you know that he wasn’t referring to you?” I asked through slightly gritted teeth.

Will smiled cynically as he grabbed one of my rum bottles and began drinking from it. I wanted to shoot him so bad. He’s lucky that Lizzie was sitting next to him or he would not have a head right now…

“Because…you were the one hogging the rum for yourself and not sharing with everyone else.” He replied simply.

I smiled and squinted my eyes, for I had a very clever remark I wanted to say to him. “I have a right to do that, young William. This is my ship, and my rum. They happen to be two very precious things that I love. I would never share them with anyone, savvy?”

Will rolled his eyes. “It’s just rum, Jack. It should hold no value to you.” He retorted snidely as he took another swig of rum from his bottle.

I took a swig out of my bottle and smiled. “Ah, but it does. Answer me this…would you share something that was very valuable to you? Would you allow someone to put their filthy hands on said valuable asset, which you absolutely love?” I paused for a moment and waited for his reaction. When Will was about to answer, I purposely interrupted him, for I knew my next comment would surely piss him off. “Oh, my apologies…I forgot that you’ve already been through a similar, unfortunate situation.”

Will looked at me with disdain. I knew he got the gist of my understatement. I couldn’t help but smirk, for I knew I’d struck a nerve with him. Will took a swig of rum and kept his eyes fixated on mine. I noticed that he had his fist balled up, as if he was contemplating on hitting me. I glanced at Lizzie and noticed that she seemed uncomfortable. Perhaps she too knew what I’d meant. The cloud of tension around the three of us grew thicker. Lizzie placed her hand on Will’s hand. He turned to her in response.

“Will, please. Just ignore him.” She whispered.

I rolled my eyes and took a swig of rum. At that same time, Ragetti called my name.

“Capn’…Pintel n’ I were wonderin’ if ya could tell us about tha time ya met Marie Antoinette.” He asked with a toothy grin.

An elated smile crept up on my face as I remembered the embellished story I’d told them about my encounter with the Queen of France. Perhaps I could embellish my story just a tad bit more to make Lizzie jealous. Little did I know that my slightly fabricated story would have such a great impact on everyone and force me to do something I never thought I would do…

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A/N: So what do you think? I know it's short but in the second part things really come to blow! So Stay tuned for more! If you guys have any suggestions and want to see something happen that hasn't happened yet or you just want something else in the mix,(besides sparrabeth) let me know in a review or email me! My email is martinamonic@myway.com. I think one of you guys asked if you could send me an email sometime. SO feel free to do that and enjoy! Love you all!!
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