DESPERATION
As
many of my readers know my updates are spontaneous. I update whenever
I can find time and don't have writers block. However I have not
abandoned any of my stories before and I don't plan on. Anyways here
is my new story called desperation it is basically set directly after
dmc. Elizabeth goes through an emotion breakdown and well guess
you'll have to read to find out. Desperation Chapter
One: Clinging onto the ropes Oh
how she longed to feel his sea chapped lips upon hers. Craved them in
fact. Even since she had gotten a taste of curiosity, she wanted more
and more of it. It was like a drug to her and she was addicted. Ever
night she felt his lips upon hers, the adrenaline that they gave her
made her feel lighter than earth. Every morning, since she had left
him to die she had woken up panting and hungry for something no food
could satisfy, only one person could and he was dead. She had killed
him. What
made it worse was the fact that in doing so she broke the heart of
her best friend. That was the most selfless thought she had had in
days, all she could think about was rescuing Jack and kissing him so
passionately that he would be left breathless. Then she would take
him all to herself and disappear from the world. Together they would
sail the seas and have the freedom they both craved so dearly. If
Only... As
a strong gust of wind brushed over her body, her over sized pirate
clothes clung to her briefly before releasing her body and falling
down back into their correct positions. As she looked out to sea, the
crushing blue waves crashing against the side of the ship before
crumbling at the wood. Then forming once more into another wave,
rippling freely. The was once a time in her life, which seemed so
long ago, that she had nothing more to worry about other than what
she was planning on wearing that day. Never did she think she would
desire that so much, but yet here she was begging for the idea to
have nothing interesting to do. ۞۞۞۞۞۞۞۞۞ He
watched her from the wheel, his hands gripped it tightly as he
thought of the kiss she had shared with his best friend right before
his friend went down. It was still hard to believe Jack was gone.
After all he was Captain Jack Sparrow, the very man who had cheated
death numerous times. Even though Jack was gone it was plain as the
day to see that he would not be forgotten. Not by his loyal crew who
loved each day they spent sailing under his command. Not by himself
who had formed an interesting friendship with him from the moment
they battled in the smithy. And
then there was Elizabeth... From
the tears she had shed, the nightmares that caused her screams to
fill the ship and wake him in the darkness of nights. Screaming
Jack's name breaking his heart with her words and the lies she spun
following his discovering of her in a nervous fit. Grabbing
a rope which was discarded nearby he tied the wheel in place before
making his way towards Elizabeth. His footsteps silent, his face set
at an angle. His teeth mysteriously had become clenched following a
flash of the kiss between Jack and Elizabeth passed through his mind
yet again. As he stood behind her reaching out slowly to touch her
shoulders and make her aware of his presence she spun around and
attacked him...with her lips. ۞۞۞۞۞۞۞۞۞ As
she stood there her stomach rumbling with hunger, her eyes stinging
with tears. A desperate craving for his lips on hers. The hunger
growing more and more with each passing second her eyes shut so
tightly that she could almost despite the black she could see and not
only that feel Jack's lips on hers. His fingers running through her
hair, his arms wrapped around her torso holding so tightly as if she
would disappear. Instead of her disappearing, the world seemed to
disappear making her feel like it was only her and Jack. She could
spend and eternity in his arms with him if only she hadn't killed him
with that kiss... Perhaps
she did it for another reason than to save her own life, perhaps she
didn't want any other woman to experience what she had experienced
with that single kiss. She was selfish, she was a pirate like Jack
had said she was. She was Jack's pirate and she was damn proud of it. She
was so wrapped up in her thoughts of Jack that she did not realize
that these very thoughts had increased her hunger for Jack. Realizing
this she knew that she would never again experience Jack's kiss after
all she had killed him. A pirate doesn't kiss the very person who
killed him does he? No of course not. She had to find a
substitute...and as a hand rested on her shoulder she spun around
and attacked Will with her lips. ۞۞۞۞۞۞۞۞۞ Now
the moment her lips came crashing on his she was overloaded with
hundreds of tastes and emotions. His kiss was soft and loving, warm
and sweet, shy but forceful, demanding but gentle. Everything Jack's
kiss wasn't. Jack's kiss was hot and fiery, passionate, there were
millions of words to describe it. The more words she used the more
she wanted it. However
she was not about to admit this, she needed Jack's kiss. She needed
the emotions that came with it and she was not about to throw away
using Will as a substitute. After all he loved her, they were engaged
everything would be okay if they got married. He would have her and
she would have a substitute Jack... But
fate was not going to let her win that easily. So
she kissed hard hoping that those passionate emotions that he could
provide her were hidden deep with in, just in need to be released.
She was becoming even more desperate, so desperate that tears had
begun to run down her face rolling down in streams. Soaking her shirt
with their salty puddles of emotion. She pressed harder and harder
and with every extra bit of force she added he stumbled back further.
He was too in love with her to believe there was another motive to
the amount of passion and love and force she was driving into him.
His legs begun to turn to jelly, buckling at the knee..and then they
begun to fall. Will
landed on the cold hard deck, Elizabeth landing softly on top of him.
Their lips no longer touching, both of their eyes opening. Each
welcoming two different realities. Those tears on her cheeks were
clear for him to see. Now Will did not know what they were from he
knew he hadn't hurt her and that kiss had blinded him from believing
that Jack was the cause of her tears this time. He believed they were
tears of regret of guilt. Guilt for ever betraying him and their
love. Elizabeth's
rude awakening was far more painful. No matter how hard she kissed
Will, he had released all his emotions in that very kiss, there was
nothing more left in him. No passionate emotions or fire like Jack's
kiss. No. With
this new discovery she got up and ran. Ran as fast as her legs would
take her. Will sat up confused and screaming her name. Her tears now
falling freely blurring her vision. She ran straight for the nearest
door to collapse and release all of her emotions. Little did she know
she ran into an occupied cabin and the owner was not one who took
lightly into being disturbed.
Back Home Pirates of the Caribbean Main Page Next