Pirates Of The Caribbean: The Sea Mistress (Pirates'FF) {Dead Man Tell No Tale}

Ch. 3

A while later passed and I was sitting on a stool , shivering at the fact that it was cold down here. I was by a lantern, with a burning candle in it, keeping only my face warm a tad.

That was when I heard footsteps coning down the stairs.

"Oi! She's out her cell!" A crew member pointed at me. "How rude" I rolled my eyes, "we let her out, remember, stupid?!" Some one else shouted from the deck.

"Next thing ye'll remember is me old fists pounding into ya face!" He turned around and shouted up the stairs.

"May I help you?" I asked interrupting their argument.

The man up deck shouted something inaudible to our ears, he pulled the strap of a satchel from around him and threw it to me.

"Courtesy of the Capn' " he said then bowed his head and ran back up the stairs and began to shout at whoever he was arguing with, a minute ago.

I looked at the potato bag type of materialed bag and opened the flap, searching through its contained objects.

I pulled out a pair of trousers, and a white gypsy loose shirt with a brown corset belt on the waist part of it, I also pulled out a brush, socks and some underwear. Men underwear, new too.

I shrugged and quickly changed into it all, leaving on my brassier until I can get a new one in my hands.

I looked down at my clothing, making me wonder; who's female pirate clothes was I wearing?

I pushed the question away , comfortable enough at the fact that it was female clothing, I put my former clothes in the satchel and kept it around my body . I Then began to approach the bottom step when I heard approaching footsteps. I stepped back real quick.

"Done changin' down there?"

It was Jack. I rolled my eyes, "yes" I replied and turned my back to him as if I was looking at something behind me, not wanting to look at him.

"Look, Marina, Ye probably don't like me very much like you used to, and I don't think I quite think of you as I used to, but do ya really want to be living down here for the rest of your life?" He asked.

"So now I have no choice in life? I am forced to live with you all my life? You kidnapped me! I had no choice or say when you took me, so technically I have no say or control over my life anymore!" I shouted at him still not turning around but having quick glances to my left, convincing him it was him I was talking to.

"We're stopping by Tortuga, a wonder island filled with pirates, ya can get off there, But will ya really make it out alone? Without yer' mother... Or yer father?... Both are dead after all" he said and I heard him walking around.

"My mother?..." I asked and tears brimmed my eyes.

"I may have forgotten about ya for a few years, Mari. But I did keep my promise of coming back" He said. "Don't call me that!" I spat through gritted teeth.

"WHEN I WENT BACK YOU WERE GONE!" He shouted at the top of his lungs in pure anger.

My eyes widened, my heart ached and my stomach dropped.

He went back?

"I went back, to go get ya Marina! I wanted to explore the seas with me best mate ever at my side! It was my tenth birthday and me father offered me to go get ya! To go convince yer' ma'. But ya weren't there. She cried to me, Saying that The Butcher Of The Sea, Yer' father had taken ya away. You were away far from my Reach, Mari! If I were to try to get ya' , yer' father would have slaughtered my father, myself and the rest of his crew! I was NOT going to risk that, I'M Sorry, ya were my best mate and I would have done anything to get ya back...but not have me father and uncle killed in cold blood" he explained.

I slowly turned around to face him, "though they left me on my own and went to venture off on their own around the world with their own crew now though... Yes I forgot about you for a while... But I kept my promise, I did go back! Ya just weren't there!" He yelled at me like it was my fault.

"I watched yer mother die, Mari!" He shouted in pain.

My eyes brimmed with tears once again.

"Mi amor, No, take care my Baby, scum! You be good and don't get in your father's way! I will wait until you come back but always remember the sea is where you belong" She said putting a heart shaped black stone with a bright teal blue jewel stone in the middle.

"It is where you belong, en el Mar! In the sea! You were born by sea, The witch told me you are destined to be queen of the waters! The sea-"

"That is enough! Para! Stop putting lies and fairytales in my Niña's head , mujer!" My father yelled at my mom and pushed her forcefully away, she fell over a stool and laid on the ground. I shouted for her but my dad had his first mate grab my packed items while my dad carried me out. Kicking and screaming. About Jackie and about Jackie's mom and my own.

"And I saw your mother die as well!" I shouted back to him. He stepped back a little.

"Do you not remember how sick she was?! No one in the village liked you Lots! No one bothered to help your dying mother! We couldn't help because we didn't have money! I was there holding her hand while she cried about you and breathed her last breaths!" I shouted and put my hands in my hair.

"I can still hear her voice and her ragged breaths in my head, Jack!" I shouted clenching at the roots of my hair as I cried. Again. Like a bloody baby.

He frowned at me. "WENCH!" He shouted at me and drew a pistol from his waist belt.

"Jacqueline!" I shouted at him, "Stop. Calling. Me. That!" He said through gritted teeth.

"Jackie! I'm sorry it happened but I was 8! I couldn't do anything just like you were too young to help my own mother!" I cried out.

"did ya even know she died?!" he shouted at me, I looked at his mouth, focusing on his teeth and seeing little gold in them.

"No..." I whispered, my eyes scanning side to side again and looking him in the eye.

"She was Ill, just like me mother, she didn't want to get better because her world was gone! Your father practically killed your mum by taking ya away!" He shouted, the gun trembling in his hand as his own eyes watered.

I stepped closer to him, "jackie, put it down" I whispered and my voice broke.

"Your dad killed your mom! Be glad he's gone!" He shouted.

"JACKIE!" I shouted and broke down into tears and sobs.

I cried my heart out remembering my beautiful mother and thinking about the old sweet jackie not the arsehole who kidnapped me, today. Then i felt a warm hand on my back then I was pulled into an embrace.