I Love You Came Too Late
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
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I Love You Came Too Late
I Love You Came Too Late
A/N: Okay this is written from Elizabeth’s POV when she’s thinking about how she killed Jack and how much she really loves him. Read and review and let me know what you think!
‘I love you!’ The words reverberated through my mind as I sat there in the longboat watching Jones’ beast take down the Pearl and it’s captain with it. My captain. The man that I loved! Tears sting my tea colored eyes making them burn as I try to keep them from falling. Why had I picked now to realize that I was desperately in love with him? When he was leaping into the jaws of hell never to be seen again. I feel Will’s hand on my shoulder and I shrug it off quickly as if his very touch scorched me. I can’t bear to look at the man that I promised to marry. How can I tell him that I love someone else? My heart feels as if it’s being crushed making it hard for me to take a breath as I watch the very last of the ship sink beneath the waves. And then the surface becomes smooth again as if nothing had happened. As if the man that I loved more than anything hadn’t just been taken away from me.
I haven’t spoken a word since screaming at Marty to row away from the Pearl. And that seems like an eternity from now. We sit gathered in Tia Dalma’s hut no one knowing what to say. Will sits there throwing his knife into the tabletop. I know that he must sense that something is different between us even if he doesn’t really know what it is. I shake my head feverishly refusing a mug of rum that the witch offers me. But finally after her insistence I accept it. Bringing it to my lips I can’t make myself drink. It hurts too much to do anything. I feel my bottom lip start to tremble as thoughts of Jack creep into my mind again. ‘I love you!’ Clenching my jaw I squeeze my eyes shut trying to push him out of my mind. I can’t think about that now! It’s too late to love him! He’s gone forever and I have to live with the choice that I have made. I can hear the crew’s voices around me but I’m too lost in grief to really hear what they’re saying. No doubt it’s about Jack. Oh how they would all hate me if they knew I sent Jack to his death. And I did it with a single kiss. Of all the weapons I could have chosen….I chose to kill him with a kiss.
I shivered uncontrollably. I was cold…colder than I had ever been in my life. My lips were numb I was so cold. But I could still feel them tingling from the kiss Jack and I shared. His lips had felt so perfect between mine as I slanted my mouth over his. I could still taste the rum that had been on his tongue. It had to be from the kiss for I had not taken a drink from the mug that had been given to me. ‘I love you!’ My vision grew blurred as more tears welled in my eyes. They would not be held back this time. I blinked feeling them trickle out between my eyelashes to slide down my cheeks. Oh Jack how I wish that I could take it back! Not the kiss….no I would never regret that. But killing you….it’s almost too much to live with. I think of all the times I could have told Jack that I loved him and didn’t. I had known for quite some time now that I loved him and hadn’t wanted to say it out loud because I was afraid of it. I was afraid of loving Jack Sparrow and pushed my feelings for him down as far as I could thinking they would just disappear. But they hadn’t then…and they certainly wouldn’t now. Now that he was…..gone….yes that’s it…he was gone. I sigh deeply at my cowardice. I couldn’t even bring myself to say the word. He wasn’t gone…..he was dead….and I had murdered him.
Oh how am I ever going to be able to live with myself? I can feel the bile as it starts to rise in my throat making the back of my throat constrict painfully. I’m going to be sick….I just don’t know when it’s going to happen. I think of all the times that Jack saved me and I feel my stomach clench. ‘I love you!’ The words only seem to make my throat constrict even more as I rise from my chair quickly making it tip over. The crew all look at me as if I had gone mad. I rush out of the rickety little hut and down the stairs to the pier. Stopping at the pier’s edge I fall to my knees abruptly. The bile is quickly rising in my throat now….burning it. It won’t be much longer now before I get sick. I close my eyes and draw in a shallow breath waiting for it to come. A vision of Jack with his arm around me on the rum runner’s island materializes in my head. We had been so close that night…..he’d let me see tiniest flash of the real Jack Sparrow that night. I drew in more shallow breaths trying to calm my uneasy stomach.
‘I love you!’ The bile rises quickly to fill my mouth making me double over towards the water. My mouth opens and I begin to gag as the bitter and coppery tasting bile pours from my mouth to hit the water. Tears roll down my cheeks quicker now as I begin to choke on the bile as it keeps filling my mouth. Finally after what seemed like a lifetime there was nothing left to come up. Wiping my mouth with my sleeve I sit back and stare out at the water blankly. I miss him terribly and it’s only been a few hours without him. It may as well have been a lifetime….because without him I was miserable. Pushing myself to my feet I walk back up the stairs to the hut. Finding Will standing at the doorway I give him a small nod but say nothing as I walk past him. He follows me inside where I sit back down and take my mug of rum. The crew starts making toasts to Jack and I just sit there dumbly. What can I say about the man that I murdered? I can’t say that I love him….not in front of Will. It would break his heart. But I need to say something….I can’t say nothing. Finally it’s my turn to speak and everyone is silent as they look at me waiting for me to say something. “He was a good man…..” And then my voice faltered as more tears threatened to fall. Will looks at me again his dark eyes glistening with pain for me.
His voice is soft when he comes over to speak to me. “Elizabeth….if there was anything that could be done…” Tia Dalma speaks up cutting him off.
“Would ye do it? Hmmm? Or would you? What would ye do? Would ye sail t’ the end of the world an’ back t’ fetch wicked Jack an’ him precious Pearl?”
Will looks at me with wide dark eyes waiting for me to speak. Of course I would! I would leap into the mouth of Hell just to bring Jack back to the land of the living. The other crew members start saying “Aye.” Tia Dalma turns to look at me once again…waiting for me to speak.
“Yes….yes!” Oh Jack…I can’t live without you! Tia Dalma turns to Will and starts speaking of a place called World’s End where we have to travel to rescue Jack. But I barely hear any of what she is saying as my thoughts stray to my beloved Captain Sparrow. A small smile stretches across my face as I lift my mug to my lips and finally take a drink of rum. Here’s to you Jack….and bringing you back!
‘I love you!’ I stand at the very helm of the ship as we sail towards World’s End to rescue Jack from Davy Jones’ Locker. My heart is hammering against my ribcage as I stare out at the onyx black sea that’s so calm I can see the reflection of the star filled sky in it. It won’t be much longer until I see you again Jack! And then I won’t waste a second of the time I have with you. I can’t wait to feel your arms around me again! Reaching into my coat pocket I pull out the old spyglass. It had been Jack’s and I had forgotten that he had handed it to me some time ago when we had been on the Pearl looking for the chest of Davy Jones. It was blue and the paint was chipped in several places on it. But it was precious to me because it had been Jack’s. Holding it to my chest tightly I close my eyes once more as a breeze sweeps my tawny hair off my shoulders to let it flow behind me. Don’t worry Jack….I won’t leave you….I promise. I’ll make right what I did wrong….and then I’ll give you my heart.
For the first time since watching the Pearl being dragged down into the depths of the sea I didn’t feel cold. I felt a wonderful warmth slowly spreading through my body. Everything would be fine now that we were on our way to rescue Jack. Slipping the spyglass back into my coat pocket I stare back out to sea. Hold on Jack……I’m coming for you!
‘I love you!’
A/N: Just a little idea of what might have been going through Elizabeth’s mind after she killed Jack. Let me know what you think!!
A/N: Okay this is written from Elizabeth’s POV when she’s thinking about how she killed Jack and how much she really loves him. Read and review and let me know what you think!
‘I love you!’ The words reverberated through my mind as I sat there in the longboat watching Jones’ beast take down the Pearl and it’s captain with it. My captain. The man that I loved! Tears sting my tea colored eyes making them burn as I try to keep them from falling. Why had I picked now to realize that I was desperately in love with him? When he was leaping into the jaws of hell never to be seen again. I feel Will’s hand on my shoulder and I shrug it off quickly as if his very touch scorched me. I can’t bear to look at the man that I promised to marry. How can I tell him that I love someone else? My heart feels as if it’s being crushed making it hard for me to take a breath as I watch the very last of the ship sink beneath the waves. And then the surface becomes smooth again as if nothing had happened. As if the man that I loved more than anything hadn’t just been taken away from me.
I haven’t spoken a word since screaming at Marty to row away from the Pearl. And that seems like an eternity from now. We sit gathered in Tia Dalma’s hut no one knowing what to say. Will sits there throwing his knife into the tabletop. I know that he must sense that something is different between us even if he doesn’t really know what it is. I shake my head feverishly refusing a mug of rum that the witch offers me. But finally after her insistence I accept it. Bringing it to my lips I can’t make myself drink. It hurts too much to do anything. I feel my bottom lip start to tremble as thoughts of Jack creep into my mind again. ‘I love you!’ Clenching my jaw I squeeze my eyes shut trying to push him out of my mind. I can’t think about that now! It’s too late to love him! He’s gone forever and I have to live with the choice that I have made. I can hear the crew’s voices around me but I’m too lost in grief to really hear what they’re saying. No doubt it’s about Jack. Oh how they would all hate me if they knew I sent Jack to his death. And I did it with a single kiss. Of all the weapons I could have chosen….I chose to kill him with a kiss.
I shivered uncontrollably. I was cold…colder than I had ever been in my life. My lips were numb I was so cold. But I could still feel them tingling from the kiss Jack and I shared. His lips had felt so perfect between mine as I slanted my mouth over his. I could still taste the rum that had been on his tongue. It had to be from the kiss for I had not taken a drink from the mug that had been given to me. ‘I love you!’ My vision grew blurred as more tears welled in my eyes. They would not be held back this time. I blinked feeling them trickle out between my eyelashes to slide down my cheeks. Oh Jack how I wish that I could take it back! Not the kiss….no I would never regret that. But killing you….it’s almost too much to live with. I think of all the times I could have told Jack that I loved him and didn’t. I had known for quite some time now that I loved him and hadn’t wanted to say it out loud because I was afraid of it. I was afraid of loving Jack Sparrow and pushed my feelings for him down as far as I could thinking they would just disappear. But they hadn’t then…and they certainly wouldn’t now. Now that he was…..gone….yes that’s it…he was gone. I sigh deeply at my cowardice. I couldn’t even bring myself to say the word. He wasn’t gone…..he was dead….and I had murdered him.
Oh how am I ever going to be able to live with myself? I can feel the bile as it starts to rise in my throat making the back of my throat constrict painfully. I’m going to be sick….I just don’t know when it’s going to happen. I think of all the times that Jack saved me and I feel my stomach clench. ‘I love you!’ The words only seem to make my throat constrict even more as I rise from my chair quickly making it tip over. The crew all look at me as if I had gone mad. I rush out of the rickety little hut and down the stairs to the pier. Stopping at the pier’s edge I fall to my knees abruptly. The bile is quickly rising in my throat now….burning it. It won’t be much longer now before I get sick. I close my eyes and draw in a shallow breath waiting for it to come. A vision of Jack with his arm around me on the rum runner’s island materializes in my head. We had been so close that night…..he’d let me see tiniest flash of the real Jack Sparrow that night. I drew in more shallow breaths trying to calm my uneasy stomach.
‘I love you!’ The bile rises quickly to fill my mouth making me double over towards the water. My mouth opens and I begin to gag as the bitter and coppery tasting bile pours from my mouth to hit the water. Tears roll down my cheeks quicker now as I begin to choke on the bile as it keeps filling my mouth. Finally after what seemed like a lifetime there was nothing left to come up. Wiping my mouth with my sleeve I sit back and stare out at the water blankly. I miss him terribly and it’s only been a few hours without him. It may as well have been a lifetime….because without him I was miserable. Pushing myself to my feet I walk back up the stairs to the hut. Finding Will standing at the doorway I give him a small nod but say nothing as I walk past him. He follows me inside where I sit back down and take my mug of rum. The crew starts making toasts to Jack and I just sit there dumbly. What can I say about the man that I murdered? I can’t say that I love him….not in front of Will. It would break his heart. But I need to say something….I can’t say nothing. Finally it’s my turn to speak and everyone is silent as they look at me waiting for me to say something. “He was a good man…..” And then my voice faltered as more tears threatened to fall. Will looks at me again his dark eyes glistening with pain for me.
His voice is soft when he comes over to speak to me. “Elizabeth….if there was anything that could be done…” Tia Dalma speaks up cutting him off.
“Would ye do it? Hmmm? Or would you? What would ye do? Would ye sail t’ the end of the world an’ back t’ fetch wicked Jack an’ him precious Pearl?”
Will looks at me with wide dark eyes waiting for me to speak. Of course I would! I would leap into the mouth of Hell just to bring Jack back to the land of the living. The other crew members start saying “Aye.” Tia Dalma turns to look at me once again…waiting for me to speak.
“Yes….yes!” Oh Jack…I can’t live without you! Tia Dalma turns to Will and starts speaking of a place called World’s End where we have to travel to rescue Jack. But I barely hear any of what she is saying as my thoughts stray to my beloved Captain Sparrow. A small smile stretches across my face as I lift my mug to my lips and finally take a drink of rum. Here’s to you Jack….and bringing you back!
‘I love you!’ I stand at the very helm of the ship as we sail towards World’s End to rescue Jack from Davy Jones’ Locker. My heart is hammering against my ribcage as I stare out at the onyx black sea that’s so calm I can see the reflection of the star filled sky in it. It won’t be much longer until I see you again Jack! And then I won’t waste a second of the time I have with you. I can’t wait to feel your arms around me again! Reaching into my coat pocket I pull out the old spyglass. It had been Jack’s and I had forgotten that he had handed it to me some time ago when we had been on the Pearl looking for the chest of Davy Jones. It was blue and the paint was chipped in several places on it. But it was precious to me because it had been Jack’s. Holding it to my chest tightly I close my eyes once more as a breeze sweeps my tawny hair off my shoulders to let it flow behind me. Don’t worry Jack….I won’t leave you….I promise. I’ll make right what I did wrong….and then I’ll give you my heart.
For the first time since watching the Pearl being dragged down into the depths of the sea I didn’t feel cold. I felt a wonderful warmth slowly spreading through my body. Everything would be fine now that we were on our way to rescue Jack. Slipping the spyglass back into my coat pocket I stare back out to sea. Hold on Jack……I’m coming for you!
‘I love you!’
A/N: Just a little idea of what might have been going through Elizabeth’s mind after she killed Jack. Let me know what you think!!