So This Is Hell

So This Is Hell

A/N: Okay this is just a little oneshot story between Jack and Elizabeth, a little break from my current story while I brainstorm on the next chapter for it. This will be a rape fic. Jack is angry at Elizabeth for killing him and finally decides to give her what he believes to be a well deserved punishment. Read and review!

It had been months since they had rescued Jack from the Locker and defeated Davy Jones. Elizabeth had assumed that she would immediately feel better after they had rescued Jack but her guilt only seemed to envelope her like a second skin. Jack all but refused to speak to her. The only time he spoke to her was when it absolutely couldn’t be avoided. And even then he rarely made eye contact with her. Will had taken Davy Jones’ place aboard the Flying Dutchman since Jones had fatally stabbed him. Jack being the good man that she had always known him to be had helped Will to stab the heart so that he wouldn’t die. She had thanked Jack for what he had done. But that was before Will had ultimately told her that they no longer could be together. He had all but abandoned her in Jack’s care. Elizabeth now resented Jack for the way he avoided her like she had the plague or something. And she hated him for the way she felt about him. No that wasn’t true, she only wished she could hate him. It would be infinitely better than harboring the desperate love for a man who clearly despised her.

His dark eyes narrowed as they fell upon the object of his affections. How was it possible that he still loved her even though she had killed him? Yet at the same time he couldn’t ignore the deep seeded resentment he also harbored towards the young woman that had betrayed him with a kiss and sent him to Davy Jones’ Locker. Jack found it maddening that whenever he was near her he had the incredible urge to either kiss her senseless or wrap his hands around that pretty little neck of hers and choke the life from her. He scowled as he stared down at her from his place at the wheel of the Pearl. Damn the wench for still staking claim to his heart. And while he was at it damn the whelp for leaving the little murdering temptress in his care. There was no doubt that their relationship had been forever changed since she had taken it upon herself to secure his fate by tricking him with a delicious kiss and then chaining him to the mast of the Pearl for the kraken.

Jack frowned as his hands grasped the wheel tighter. Why the hell was he thinking about her so much anyway? It wasn’t as if he gave a damn about her. Right? Sighing in frustration Jack rolled his eyes at the voices that were arguing in his head. Of course he still bloody gave a damn about the murdering wench! He was in bloody love with her! Looking to his left he saw Gibbs coming out of the galley. “Gibbs!”

“Aye Captain?”

“Take the wheel. I have an urgent matter that needs tending to.”

“Aye Captain.”

Stepping in and taking Jack’s place at the helm Gibbs watched as Jack stormed away from him with a scowl etched onto his face where normally a crooked smile was plastered. This couldn’t be good at all. And Gibbs was certain that whatever was troubling Jack more than likely had something to do with a certain young woman that was aboard the Pearl. Jack hurried down the steps leading away from the wheel down onto the main deck. His dark eyes searched the deck and he quickly spotted the object of his desire and loathe standing at the railing staring out to sea. Walking towards her quietly so that he could take her by surprise. Feeling his eyes burning into her back Elizabeth turned around to see Jack heading towards her. She quickly stepped away from the ships railing and began to make a hasty retreat towards the lower deck where her small cabin was located. Seeing that she intended on avoiding him Jack turned and chased after her. Elizabeth quickened her pace as she hit the steps leading into the lower decks.

Glancing over her shoulder she gave a small yelp when she realized Jack was still following her. Elizabeth broke out into a run in the direction of her cabin. Jack only quickened his stride to catch up to her. Reaching out he grabbed her right arm just below her shoulder closing his thick fingers around it tightly causing her to whimper. He yanked her back roughly so that her back came to rest against his front. Jack lowered his head so that his lips hovered just against her left ear. His warm breath against her ear made her shiver against him. His voice was low and made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.

“Going somewhere Lizzie?”

“I….I uh was just going to my room to lie down.”

“Well that can wait, we have a matter that needs t’ be discussed.”

“Now?”

“Aye, now.”

Elizabeth didn’t like the threatening tone in Jack’s voice and she was about to speak up when he squeezed her arm tighter making her yelp in pain as he pushed her forward towards her cabin.
“Jack you’re hurting me!”

“I’m not trying t’ be gentle love. Now move!”

She scowled as he shoved her forward roughly once more. Not being able to argue Elizabeth simply walked down the narrow hallway to her small cabin. Stopping at the door she craned her neck back so that she could look up at him. Jack stared down at her with a cold expression etched onto his handsome face. His eyes were dark and something dangerous glittered in them. He reached around her and opened the door to her cabin shoving her into the small room. Elizabeth stumbled forward tripping over her own feet as she was pushed into her room. Reaching out to catch herself her palms pressed into the mattress of her bunk. Turning around sharply to glare at him her brown eyes widened when she saw that Jack was standing in her room with her. He shut the door and latched it quickly. Elizabeth swallowed nervously. Something about the way he latched the door made her stomach begin to twist itself into knots. Deciding not to show him she was actually afraid she lifted her chin defiantly before speaking.

“You said we had something to discuss Captain Sparrow?”

Jack smirked at her use of his title. So she wanted to play tough did she? That suited him just fine. It would make yanking her back down to her place all the more satisfying.

“We do indeed Miss Swann.”

She swallowed nervously again at the sound of cold formality that laced his voice. This was undoubtedly not going to be a pleasant discussion.

“Was it necessary to lock my door?”

“Completely. Jus’ making sure ye don’t have any place t’ run love.”

“Run?” She snorted before continuing. “I’m not afraid of you.”

Jack stepped closer to her making her back up until the backs of her legs hit the edge of her bed making her sit down on it. Leaning down placing his hands on either side of her his lips hovered just inches away from hers making her heart race in her chest.

“Ye should be afraid of me Miss Swann.”

Determined to keep her composure she threw her chin up and glared at him before shooting back. “Well I’m not! There’s nothing you can do to ever scare me Jack Sparrow!”

“”Is that a challenge darling?”

“No it’s fact.”

“I see. Well careful love, I jus’ might prove ye wrong. I’m a pirate remember?”

“I know exactly what you are. You’re a good man.”

A scowl twisted his devilishly handsome face as he reached up closing his hand tightly around her throat cutting off her oxygen abruptly. She made a small gagging sound as he squeezed her throat tighter.

“All evidence t’ the contrary love, I used t’ be a good man. That was before ye tricked me an’ sent me t’ hell!”

Elizabeth struggled to speak with his hand grasping her neck tightly. “Jack….I’m….so-sorry!”

He chuckled darkly not releasing his grip on her neck. His dark eyes glittered as he watched tears beginning to leak out of the corners of her wide chocolate brown eyes.

“Yer sorry eh? An’ I guess that’s supposed t’ make it all better?”

She clutched at his hand trying desperately to draw in a much needed breath. “J-jack please….can’t breathe!!”

Fighting the urge to just squeeze the life out of her Jack released his hold on her neck shoving her down onto her back as he did. She coughed bringing her hand up to rub her throat. It was red where his hand had been clenched tightly around it. It would have been so easy to just strangle the last breath from her throat but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He still loved her no matter how she had betrayed him.

“Do ye know what ye did t’ me Elizabeth?”

She shook her head tears slipping down her cheeks faster now.

“Ye killed me an’ sent me t’ hell! Do ye want t’ know what hell is like?”

When she spoke her voice was raspy from being choked just moments earlier. “Jack I’m sorry! You have no idea how much it killed me to do that to you! I was in hell everyday that you were in the Locker!”

Jack flinched visibly at the mention of the Locker before shaking it off and scowling back down at the young woman who had betrayed him with a single kiss.

“Ye deceived me Elizabeth, that’s the worst kind of betrayal there is!”

“Deceived you how?”

“Ye made me think ye cared for me!”

“And now you want to punish me? Well it’s too late for that Jack, my punishment was knowing that I was the one who took away the thing that you loved most in this world, your freedom. There’s nothing you can do to me that’s worse than that.”

“Don’t bet on it love. Ye will be punished for what ye did t’ me.”

“What are you going to do to me Jack?”

He smirked as his dark eyes raked over her body making her shiver visibly under his intense gaze. Reaching down his hands began sliding up her thighs towards her belt. Elizabeth’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open to protest but Jack spoke first silencing her. “Ye took something from me, so now I’m going t’ take something from ye Elizabeth.”

“Jack no, not that! You can’t!”

His hands ignored her as they slid up to her belt. She felt his thick fingers begin to unfasten her belt making her hands fly up to press against his broad chest.

“Jack no!!”

“Ye’ll not talk yer way out of this love.”

Jack finished unfastening her belt and then moved to unfasten her brown breeches. Elizabeth gripped his shirt tightly trying to make him stop. He shook his head as he successfully unfastened her breeches yanking them roughly down over her hips. She whimpered as her breeches were yanked down to the tops of her brown boots. Reaching down Jack grabbed her left boot and yanked it off hastily. Tossing it to the floor he then yanked her breeches off her left leg. That was all the room he needed to do what he intended to do to her. Elizabeth watched in horror as Jack made quick work of unfastening his breeches. She tried to use that as an opportunity to try and run. Jack quickly pulled his pistol from his belt and pressed the barrel of it underneath Elizabeth’s chin.

“Oh no ye don’t, yer not going anywhere darling.”

Her bottom lip trembled as she was forced to lay back down on the bed. Jack kept his pistol trained on her as he used his free hand to finish unfastening his breeches. Elizabeth watched with wide eyes as Jack freed his throbbing erection from his breeches. He just couldn’t really be planning to rape her. Could he? No he wouldn’t. This was all just an act to try and scare her. Jack took his cock in his hand still holding his pistol in the other.

“Scoot back further onto the bed.”

She did as she was told watching as Jack climbed onto the bed between her thighs. He used his knee to push her thighs apart wider to settle in between them. Elizabeth drew in a sharp breath as she felt Jack’s erection prodding at her dry entrance. Her hands came up to push against his chest once more.

“Jack please don’t!”

“Please don’t what?”

“Please don’t! Not like this!” She was sobbing now.

“Oh so yer saying that ye would willingly give yerself t’ me then?”

“No, I love Will!”

“Ah yes, the whelp, well it seems t’ me love that he couldn’t care less bout ye. After all he did leave ye in my care. I mean Will practically gave his blessing for me t’ punish ye for yer act of betrayal against me.”

“He did not!”

“Okay so that was a lie, but it really doesn’t matter considering yer going t’ get what’s coming t’ ye anyway now does it?”

“Of course it matters! Jack you can’t do this!”

“My ship. I’m Captain, I can do whatever the bloody hell I want.”

He pressed his thick erection against her unwelcoming entrance roughly forcing the head of it between her folds making Elizabeth whimper. Jack bit his bottom lip as he thrust his hips forward sending his cock tearing into her dry sheath. Elizabeth cried out loudly as he ripped past her thin barrier sinking all the way into her.

“J-jack!!!! Stop it hurts!!”

Ignoring her pained cries for him to stop Jack began moving his hips against her. He could feel the tightness of her inner walls clenching around him. She was dry making it even harder for him to move inside of her. Jack had no choice but to increase the force of his thrusting because he certainly wasn’t going to stop what he was doing. Elizabeth grabbed at his shoulders desperately her nails digging into his flesh through the material of his shirt. Tears trickled down her cheeks as he continued to pump into her. It hurt so much. Almost like she was being torn in half. Elizabeth could feel a small amount of moisture between her thighs. Knowing it had to be blood she squeezed her eyes shut sending more tears leaking out of them.

Jack grunted as he pushed against Elizabeth. He leaned down and forced his mouth over hers. Elizabeth sobbed into his mouth as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Seeing that he wasn’t going to stop her arms fell to her side limply. She lay there frozen as he continued his assault on her. After what seemed like an eternity she felt Jack’s movements start to become frenzied. He thrust against her quickly his release approaching at a scorching pace. Jack whispered through gritted teeth.

“Oh….fuck……God Lizzie…..I….I…..l-love…..you!!”

She turned her head away from him tears slipping from her eyes in anger at his words. How dare he force himself upon her as punishment for sending him to the Locker and then tell her that he loved her! Jack groaned as he threw his head back. Elizabeth tensed when she felt the rush of warmth flood into her as Jack spilled his seed inside of her. He pulled his now softened cock from her body making her wince and whimper in pain. She looked up at him as he quickly fastened his breeches and put his pistol back in his belt. Looking down at her he opened his mouth to say something but shut it quickly when he saw the steady stream of fresh tears that stained her pale face. Turning his back to her he stepped towards the door.

“So that’s it then? You’re just going to walk out?”

“Elizabeth….”

“You coward! What now that you’ve gotten your precious revenge you can’t stand to look at me?”

“I can’t do this right now love.”

Jack quickly unlatched the door and walked out of it shutting it behind him leaving Elizabeth alone. She reached down between her thighs and gently touched herself. She winced at the stinging pain that coursed through her. Lifting her hand she could see the faint tinge of blood that covered her fingertips. Wiping her hand on the quilt that covered her bed she stood up and stepped back into the left leg of her breeches yanking them up over her hips angrily. That selfish bastard! He had just ruined any chance of her reconciling with Will. Pulling her boot back on her foot she fastened her breeches and belt. Walking over to her desk she grabbed the bottle of rum that sat on it. Pulling the cork from it she tossed it to the floor angrily. Lifting the bottle to her lips she tilted it up taking a generous drink from it. The warm burn of the rum sliding down her throat and down into her stomach was a sensation she welcomed.

Sinking back down onto her bed she took another drink savoring the feel as it burned a path to her stomach once more. She cursed as fresh tears burned her eyes and began to leak out through her thick lashes to fall onto her cheeks. Jack had ruined everything! How could he touch her like that? A sob escaped her throat as the realization that she still loved him hit her.

In his cabin Jack drained the remainder of a bottle of rum before tossing it against the wall watching it shatter into thousands of tiny glittering pieces. He reached for another bottle of rum that was full and yanked the cork from it to turn it up to his lips hastily. He had taken his revenge on Elizabeth and it had been sweet at the time it was happening. But now that it was finished he felt even worse than he had before he had done it. Damn that woman for still consuming every thought that materialized in his mind! He loved her even still. But she would undoubtedly hate him now. And how could he blame her after what he had done to her? He deserved for her to hate him and he would welcome it.

A/N: Just a short little fic that popped into my head! Hope you enjoyed it, please let me know what you think!