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CHAPTER 2 "Too Late To Apologize"
Her heart was pounding like a hammer. She suspected that not only she but also Jack, standing just inches from her, could hear it.
"It's not happening. Just a nightmare..." Elizabeth still couldn't comprehend that she was standing on the plank.
Taking a look at the island that was awaiting her arrival , she imagined the awful fate of a lonely maroon. Last time she was dropped off on a deserted island, she was lucky to have Jack on her side. He was there with her, singing and dancing around the bonfire. Warmed up by its fair flames, too much of sweet rum and laughter, they enjoyed themselves knowing it's probably the best way to spend last days of their lives.
Jack was there for her. She will never forget his comforting arms and his calming voice, that almost let her forget the seriousness of the did she even think of burning the rum? It was the first time she betrayed her notorious rescuer, practically sending him to the gallows...
And then he finally said it. "Walk the plank, Miss Swann!"
"So he really means it!" she came back to Earth, unfortunately realizing that it wasn't just a dreadful dream. Jack stood right behind her, everything but joking.
She turned to face him again, her shimmering eyes meeting his dark gaze. How come that he, who was always there when she needed a helping hand was now about to harm her? Could her guardian angel indeed take revenge on her?
"No! You can't do this to me!" she pleaded "You are a good man..."
"Yes, I bloody can!" he huffed "Don't you think it's a proper punishment for a betrayer and a murderer? According to the Code, I have a full right to maroon you on this island. Maybe you can manage a miraculous escape but I rather doubt it. You will not find rum to burn this time, darlin'. Oh, I almost forgot! You are entitled to a pistol with one shot." he said picking his weapon.
"No, thank you!" she hissed.
Hearing the loud argument, most of the sailors abandoned their posts and gathered by the plank.
"Did you hear, Gents?" Jack turned to them with a fake grin. "Miss Swann is going ashore and wants to say goodbye!"
The eyes of the entire crew were now all focused on the two of them. Everyone was stunned, staring wordlessly at their Captain and the poor girl standing on the plank. Suddenly she noticed someone storming through the thick crowd, pushing all his mates aside until he boldly approached Jack.
"What do you think you are doing, Jack?" he barked "Release Elizabeth! Right now!"
"Lis'n whelpie!" Jack hissed with annoyance. "It's Captain to you! And either you learn to address me with due respect or I swear you will end up properly flagged! Did I make meself clear? Now get of me sight, boy! I'm not done with the lady yet!" he exclaimed glaring at William and turned to face Elizabeth. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak to her, he heard the annoying voice yet again.
"Don't you dare tell her to jump!"
Jack rolled his eyes looking back at William and flashed him an insolent grin. "I only told her to 'walk' ."
"You rotten bastard... I'll kill you!" threatened Will, reaching for his sword.
Jack reacted in a split of a second grabbing an oar from the longboat laying next to him, and attacked the whelp before he'd even managed to point his weapon at him. He was able to defeat the boy with one devastating blow to the head. Elizabeth shrieked in horror, calling her fiancé's name when his body fell on deck with a heavy, thud noise.
"Take the eunuch to the brig!" commanded Jack as he tied Will's hands and legs with a rough mast rope.
"Make sure to chain him decently! Half-pin barrel hinges won't stop this buggering blacksmith from escaping."
As Pintel and Ragetti were obediently dragging the unconscious lad down to the lowest deck, Jack diverted his attention to the charming traitor still standing on the plank.
"What are you still waiting for, Miss Swann? Off you go!"
"Jack! It's... it's not what you think! I have so much to tell you, but I don't know how to put it… what to start with... You can't imagine what I feel, how difficult it is to me and what hell I went through when I realized what I had done!"
"Oh..." he cocked his head forcing a smile. "How you feel, eh? What you went through, right?"
He moved forward and entered the plank getting so close to her, that she could feel his hot breath on her face. It sent another wave of ice cold shivers down her spine. She desperately wanted to be embraced by his strong, warm arms and cry out all of her grief and remorse.
"It's me who feels lousy! It's me, who thanks to you landed in hell!" He looked straight into her eyes as he spoke, but she couldn't tolerate his piercing gaze and had to close her eyes.
"And let me tell you, Elizabeth... You have not even the slightest clue of what it's like. You know nothing of hell! " he spat out bitterly, leaving her alone on the plank.
His words hit her painfully, and she came to the realization of how much Jack was suffering from his pain, being unable to forget the past. How could he forget, when she was now on his ship? She was a living reminder of his doom.
"Now or never... That's my last chance to tell him ..."
"Jack..." she whispered with tears welling up in her eyes. "No matter what happens, you need to know that I'm deeply sorry. And if I could turn back time-"
"Don't you think it's a bit too late to apologize, luv?" Seeing teardrops rolling down her cheeks, he nearly forgot what he was about to say; yet still he tried his best not to show what effect she had on him.
"I was a hell of patience! Waited two full weeks to hear this from you, and I would have forgotten the case. A moment ago I gave you your last chance but you failed to make a use of it! Now, you are feeding me with your dirty lies hoping for my mercy. Your tears are very convincing my dear, I'll give you that. But you will not play your games with me. You won't fool me with your crocodile tears!"
At that very moment, he kicked the base of the plank making her lose balance and fall into the dark waters.
The Black Pearl's crewmen stood still and quiet, unable to believe what had happened.
"What are you lookin' at?! The show is over! Now back to your stations, you scabrous dogs!"
They left to their posts in silence, hardly recognizing their Captain in this merciless man. He would never do such a thing! Apparently he was not himself anymore. Had Davy Jones' Locker changed him that much?
Jack watched her as she slowly shrinked into the distance. Water only reached her waist in the shallows and soon, she will step on land.
"Master Gibbs!" Jack's thunderous voice broke the deadly silence.
"Aye, Captain!" Looking seriously troubled, the first mate rushed to meet him.
"Orders! One, under no circumstances should you release the eunuch from the brig. Two, we are changing the course as soon as we pass the island. Set sail to Tortuga. We are in need of restocking the ship. And last but not least, the Pearl is back here in exactly three days. Savvy?"
"Aye, sir!" Gibbs smiled broadly "Captain, I knew you wouldn't leave the poor lass to certain death. You only want to teach her a lesson, aye?"
"I'm going ashore. Have an urgent matter. I'll reach the island from the northern side."
"What are you planning, Captain?" Joshamee's smirk faded away, replaced by a worrisome frown.
"None of your business, mate! I was the one she chose to murder, so why is everyone so surprised thatI chose to pay her back? It's only fair that I should be the one to decide what to do to her next! Isn't it?!"
"Mother's love... Jack!" Shocked by the Captain's demeanor, Gibbs couldn't hide his feelings. "Is what you've done to her not enough?"
"Would you just follow me orders without asking further questions?"
"How can you leave the ship under Barbossa's command? What if he refuses to pick you up in three days?"
"Hector will follow my orders whether he likes it or not. Trust me. After all, he needs all Pirate Lords to free his mistress."
The elderly man nodded, taking Jack's hat from his hands.
"See you in three days, mate."
Jack walked the plank, still seeing her tear stained face as if she was there, a step away from him. "No matter what happens, you need to know that I'm deeply sorry..." Recalling her last words, he took a dive into the blue sea, determined to go on with his plan.
"The Pearl is gone and I'm here all alone! " she wept, as she laid on the wet sand in a fetal position. Staring at the emptiness of the night, she lost the sense of time, counting hours to go to sunrise. Even the memories of her and Jack dancing to her favourite pirate tune couldn't warm up her trembling body, couldn't erase her fears.
"Come on girl, don't give up. Be strong and everything will be alright." she tried to cheer herself up but didn't believe her own words.
She moved towards the woods hoping it would shield her from the cool blast of the wind. When she passed through the thicket, she was startled to see a glimmer of light.
"Is it a fire? Am I not alone or... am I hallucinating?"
She was afraid to move further, feeling her legs buckle, but her curiosity won and she stepped forward, pushing the branches aside. There was a bonfire, merely ten yards away from her hiding. "Dear God! I'm not alone!"
There was no single soul to be seen, but definitely someone was around.
Trembling even more than a while ago, she was paralyzed with terrorizing fear. "I have to get out of here! But where should I run to? As far from here as it gets! In the darkness I may remain unnoticed. I still have a good chance to hide somewhere... to find a relatively safe place for the night..."
When she took a step backwards, trying to move as noiselessly as possible, she was attacked from behind. Someone grabbed her wrists crossing them on her back, and holding her tight to his body he dragged her towards the bonfire.
She had no chance to defend herself. All she managed to do was to cry out loud for help.
Yet she was aware, that there would be no help coming...
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