Break My Wings
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Jack/Will
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,583
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Forget Me
TITLE: Break My Wings
WRITTEN BY: PainfulWhispers
PAIRING: Jack/Will; Will/Elizabeth(maybe)
RATING: NC-17
SYNOPSIS: Will's paradoxical emotions drown out his love for Jack. How far will Captain Sparrow go to cage his love?
WARNING: M/M; F/M; N/C; Anal; Oral; Lemon; Yaoi; Tort; BDSM
DISCLAIMER: Don't own these lovely characters nor the scenary/setting.
REVIEW: As this is my first story, please drown me in reviews. Don't take pity on me and be honest. I'm a tough cookie who wants to improve. Thanks guys.
It's been awhile. I know. I'm sorry guys but I had to deal with some personal matters in my life =/. Kind of in a crazy situation right now. Ironically the feelings I got sort of inspired me to write. Hehe. So enjoy. Review as always.
__________
CHAPTER 06
Will yawned softly as he rubbed the drowsiness from his eyes with his whole left palm in a sort of innocent, childish manner. He breathed in deeply, taking in the smell of oak wood, spices, rum, and the inescapable aroma of the sea. His bruised rib had improved greatly, but it still stung once in a while when he inhaled. The young man tugged at the warm comforter, pulling it up and over his naked form. With a soft moan, Will rolled over slowly onto his side and wrapped his right leg around the puffy blanket, sandwiching it between his bare, golden tan legs. His eyes blinked open and he stared lazily at the door of the captain's quarter.
Something's different.
Without moving from his languid position, the boy's mind pondered and his ears stood on alert. He heard many people talking outside the room, but he didn't recognize any of the voices. There were also clanking noises that he couldn't discern, and the sound of sails flapping but...the ship was motionless. There were no waves; no pitches at all. Simply still.
"What's going on?" Will mumbled with a slight frown of confusion and forced himself to sit up. He looked around the room in an attempt to spot an answer, but found nothing out of place save his clothes -- neatly folded and set on a chair next to his bed with a hand-written note on top. He reached over for the note but hesitated.
"Something's wrong. I know it...God, I feel it," he thought to himself and a cold chill ran through his body. However, he knew that the note must be read. It was clearly for him. Whatever is to happen is inevitable. Gingerly he picked the single piece of paper up and began to read:
We can't help but love and hate,
Cry and laugh,
Scream and stifle.
Tears drip from frowning eyes
Into the crevice of a smile.
The feet can't carry the body fast enough,
And the hands won't release the pain that hurt so much.
We've been alive and dead for far too long...
The poor souls of the untamed.
To my dearest William,
Ye sure have grown these past years. Ye make ye father proud. Ye really do. Oh what I wouldn't give to just let him see the man ye have turned out to be. But tis' all foolish babbling I suppose...foolish babbling from a foolish pirate ye can say.
Boy, ye have no idea how much I love ye, and I pray ye never will. It's a cruel love that even I can't seem to understand nor control. I pray ye never have to endure the consequences of my mistakes or pay for my mistakes as a fool for the rest of ye life. Ye deserve so much more than a rotting ol' pirate, love, and that tis' why I've brought ye home.
It's what ye have always wanted. I know it, but I never wanted to give it to ye. I was selfish and I was scared, but I must now face myself and test my love for ye, dear boy. I have to let ye go if ye are to be happy. Don't hate me, I beg of ye. Ye will come to understand as time grows on us. Ye will forget 'Captain Sparrow' and the unsound life on the sea in due time, and this will all be a good thing.
Go find ye bonnie-lass, my dear Will. I've already sent word for her and she misses ye greatly. She still loves ye, and I know ye return the favor. She will meet ye at the Thornbird Inn at sunset tonight. All arrangements have been made.
I've left a fresh set of clothing for ye. A fresh start for a new life, ye can say.
I've taken the crew off for the day to meet with some ol' friends in a place known only to those who know it already. I wish I could see ye one last time, but believe me, this is for the better. If I see ye, I might not be able to let what must be done, be done. Take whatever ye want from my Pearl; I have not much to offer ye, though. (I never have.) But when ye step onto the docks, please never look back, never come back, and never think of me again.
Ye must understand, we have been born in different worlds, Will, and we've made the cruel misjudgment of crossing paths. Forgive me for what I've done -- the scars I've left on ye life. But know that I never and never will regret ever knowing ye. Maybe if heaven permits, we'll have better luck in our next lives. Till then take care, love, and with all my heart, I wish ye eternal happiness.
Love,
Jack.
The note slipped out of Will's cold hands and floated softly onto the ground by his feet. He shut his eyes, and tears overflowed, leaving wet, red streaks down his prominent cheeks. He felt so alone.
He was home, but he never felt so lost and abandoned in his life. "How could this be home?" his mind weeped.
With trembling lips and a burning throat, the young man whispered to himself the last words of Jack's letter, "...eternal happiness..." The words, though almost inaudible, echoed in the silence and emptyness of his mind and heart. He sat, with legs over the edge of the bed, and held back sobs in solitude.
A new life that guarantees eternal happiness is waiting by my feet. But why is it that I feel I'll never be whole again?"
__________
TBC - More to come as soon as I can. What do you guys think?
WRITTEN BY: PainfulWhispers
PAIRING: Jack/Will; Will/Elizabeth(maybe)
RATING: NC-17
SYNOPSIS: Will's paradoxical emotions drown out his love for Jack. How far will Captain Sparrow go to cage his love?
WARNING: M/M; F/M; N/C; Anal; Oral; Lemon; Yaoi; Tort; BDSM
DISCLAIMER: Don't own these lovely characters nor the scenary/setting.
REVIEW: As this is my first story, please drown me in reviews. Don't take pity on me and be honest. I'm a tough cookie who wants to improve. Thanks guys.
It's been awhile. I know. I'm sorry guys but I had to deal with some personal matters in my life =/. Kind of in a crazy situation right now. Ironically the feelings I got sort of inspired me to write. Hehe. So enjoy. Review as always.
__________
CHAPTER 06
Will yawned softly as he rubbed the drowsiness from his eyes with his whole left palm in a sort of innocent, childish manner. He breathed in deeply, taking in the smell of oak wood, spices, rum, and the inescapable aroma of the sea. His bruised rib had improved greatly, but it still stung once in a while when he inhaled. The young man tugged at the warm comforter, pulling it up and over his naked form. With a soft moan, Will rolled over slowly onto his side and wrapped his right leg around the puffy blanket, sandwiching it between his bare, golden tan legs. His eyes blinked open and he stared lazily at the door of the captain's quarter.
Something's different.
Without moving from his languid position, the boy's mind pondered and his ears stood on alert. He heard many people talking outside the room, but he didn't recognize any of the voices. There were also clanking noises that he couldn't discern, and the sound of sails flapping but...the ship was motionless. There were no waves; no pitches at all. Simply still.
"What's going on?" Will mumbled with a slight frown of confusion and forced himself to sit up. He looked around the room in an attempt to spot an answer, but found nothing out of place save his clothes -- neatly folded and set on a chair next to his bed with a hand-written note on top. He reached over for the note but hesitated.
"Something's wrong. I know it...God, I feel it," he thought to himself and a cold chill ran through his body. However, he knew that the note must be read. It was clearly for him. Whatever is to happen is inevitable. Gingerly he picked the single piece of paper up and began to read:
We can't help but love and hate,
Cry and laugh,
Scream and stifle.
Tears drip from frowning eyes
Into the crevice of a smile.
The feet can't carry the body fast enough,
And the hands won't release the pain that hurt so much.
We've been alive and dead for far too long...
The poor souls of the untamed.
To my dearest William,
Ye sure have grown these past years. Ye make ye father proud. Ye really do. Oh what I wouldn't give to just let him see the man ye have turned out to be. But tis' all foolish babbling I suppose...foolish babbling from a foolish pirate ye can say.
Boy, ye have no idea how much I love ye, and I pray ye never will. It's a cruel love that even I can't seem to understand nor control. I pray ye never have to endure the consequences of my mistakes or pay for my mistakes as a fool for the rest of ye life. Ye deserve so much more than a rotting ol' pirate, love, and that tis' why I've brought ye home.
It's what ye have always wanted. I know it, but I never wanted to give it to ye. I was selfish and I was scared, but I must now face myself and test my love for ye, dear boy. I have to let ye go if ye are to be happy. Don't hate me, I beg of ye. Ye will come to understand as time grows on us. Ye will forget 'Captain Sparrow' and the unsound life on the sea in due time, and this will all be a good thing.
Go find ye bonnie-lass, my dear Will. I've already sent word for her and she misses ye greatly. She still loves ye, and I know ye return the favor. She will meet ye at the Thornbird Inn at sunset tonight. All arrangements have been made.
I've left a fresh set of clothing for ye. A fresh start for a new life, ye can say.
I've taken the crew off for the day to meet with some ol' friends in a place known only to those who know it already. I wish I could see ye one last time, but believe me, this is for the better. If I see ye, I might not be able to let what must be done, be done. Take whatever ye want from my Pearl; I have not much to offer ye, though. (I never have.) But when ye step onto the docks, please never look back, never come back, and never think of me again.
Ye must understand, we have been born in different worlds, Will, and we've made the cruel misjudgment of crossing paths. Forgive me for what I've done -- the scars I've left on ye life. But know that I never and never will regret ever knowing ye. Maybe if heaven permits, we'll have better luck in our next lives. Till then take care, love, and with all my heart, I wish ye eternal happiness.
Love,
Jack.
The note slipped out of Will's cold hands and floated softly onto the ground by his feet. He shut his eyes, and tears overflowed, leaving wet, red streaks down his prominent cheeks. He felt so alone.
He was home, but he never felt so lost and abandoned in his life. "How could this be home?" his mind weeped.
With trembling lips and a burning throat, the young man whispered to himself the last words of Jack's letter, "...eternal happiness..." The words, though almost inaudible, echoed in the silence and emptyness of his mind and heart. He sat, with legs over the edge of the bed, and held back sobs in solitude.
A new life that guarantees eternal happiness is waiting by my feet. But why is it that I feel I'll never be whole again?"
__________
TBC - More to come as soon as I can. What do you guys think?