Sin City Tortuga

[Lana]

~~~ timeskip to the morning ~~~

Head. Pounding. Million of hammers beating it.
Nausea. Horrible pain in the whole body.
It couldn't be real. It was a nightmare.

Must have been one.

Fab opened her eyes and moaned weakly. She was alone in a dark cabin, unable to think and to remember. Unable to realize where she was and why she was there. She closed her eyes again, taking a deep breath and feeling her arms tremble, her whole body - shivering. I'm not here... it's not me...

If she had ever wished to be dead - it was now.

[Allie]

I rubbed my salty lips together and mumbled quietly...the wind blew on my sleeping face and as i rolled over on the deck of the pearl I slowly opened his eyes. Lifting myself up I paced the ship watching the crew and thinking of a reason to shout at them...

Then I remembered.

Fab...

The wave of the previous nights events washed back to me and I winced feeling guilty and in pain...

I briskly ran to my cabin.

But she wasn't there was she

I left her in one of the spares. With the crew...

I slowed my pace down, telling myself not to fret about a stupid wench. Pushed the heavy door and stumbled in...

''...Damn...''

I halted abruptly as i came face to face with her...i pushed the door closed and leant next to Fab. She lay, her body limp and used. Bruises and deep wounds covered her naked form and her hands were sore from the heavry iron shackles. Her eyes scanned the room but she wasn't there. Her eyes were lost and grey and she winced with pain...this wasn't Fab....not the real fab...

I rippled my fingers through her hair, but it dripped with blood, leaked from her wounds. I lowered my head in shame and hurt and my throat closed, my voice hoarse and tight I whispered in her ear

''...I..I'm sorry...I...''

I winced...

''I never meant for this to happen...I'm not always bloody decent to women but...what have i...i...done?''

A salty tear slid down my face.

The first time. The only time Jack Sparrow had ever cried...

And suddenly i didn't feel so big.

[Lana]

The creaking of the opened door made Fab come back to the reality. To the frightful reality. Her eyes wandered around the dirty cabin, stopped for a moment at Sparrow's face, but she looked away hastily, staring at the wall. She didn't want to say anything, neither could she move her bleeding lips. What a beast was he?..

She couldn't even cry, all the tears had already been shed at night. She stared at the same wall, silent, numb from the pain she had been put through. It seemed that she was drained, empty, just a shell. She lost everything she had had: her home-town, her sisters most probably, the money she had, her self-respect, her life, herself...

What was that? She heard him saying sorry, but she considered it to be just delirious thoughts and nothing else. He was a monster. So that was the real Jack Sparrow, after all?..

I wish I were dead...
She moved her eyes slowly... to look at him. And stared right into his deep brown eyes, piercing them with her absent gaze.

[Allie]

Her gaze penetrated me and I lifted my hand to her face, i stroked her cheek gently and then lowered it, I pulled off her shackles and got a thin sheet, wrapping it around her body...

''...I'm sorry...sorry''

I just kept muttering it to her whilst i wrapped her up, and finally i lifted her into my arms, carrying the limp, lifeless, body in my arms.

I carryed her to my cabin and placed her in the oak bed, brushing her hair back behind her ears and gently fingering the wounds and scars...

[Lana]

Once again, she heard him saying sorry, but her head was spinning, she was dizzy and there were many more noises in her head, the noises that only she could hear. She looked at him and remembered how he had pushed her into the cabin at night, she remembered the look in his eyes... No, he couldn't say sorry - it was just her delirium, her hallucinations.

She didn't care what was going on with her now, she was just staring ahead, silent, not moving. She couldn't care anymore, it seemed.

[Allie]

Fab kept gazing into my eyes like she was just twisting aroud in her head what I had done to her. I was twisting around in my head what I had done to her. She didn't appear to be listening to me...she just gave me hazed looks...

''...Fab...can...you hear me?''

I began to get frustrated...

''BLOODY HELL WOMAN WAKE UP! Please!''

I leant my head next to hers and rippled over my thoughts. I just want you to be okay now....I'm sorry....I'll change....please Why did my personality have to be so un-bloody-decided?

[Lana]

The very moment when Jack raised his voice, Fab opened her eyes wide, her heart beating fast again, pounding in her chest violently. She shivered and looked around, like an animal, hunted down. It took her a while to understand what he wanted from her, but she couldn't be herself yet, she couldn't gather the shattered pieces of herself and be Fabiana... she was no more than a ghost now.

It took her some time to shake that state off, to start thinking and seeing and hearing everything around. And she preferred to stay in her shell, even if that was the shell of partial insanity and autism.

But this man... he wanted to torture more that he already had?..
She closed her eyes for a moment and, when she opened them again, her gaze wasn't absent anymore. She tried so hard to concentrate...
Fab narrowed her eyes slightly and licked her lips, covered in dry blood.

"F.." - she said incredibly quietly, it hurt. Every move hurt, but she continued. - "F... fuck... o...ff", - Fab managed to mutter, but it was not louder than the quietest whisper.

[Lana]

( you're taking ages to post! I'll go studying now, but you POST and I will reply as soon as I come online! )

[Allie]

Fab trembled and shook with fear beneath me.

Damn. i had to wreck bloody everything...

I raised a finger to her lips and heald her still...

''Shh luv'...I don't want to hurt you...I..I'm sorry...''

I watched her lie shivering violently and lifted her up then underneath the covers... I pulled my bedsheets up to her neck...what was i supposed to do...I looked at her bloodstained face and shuddered making a groaning noise...

''...D..do ye' want me to...er...maybe wipe your face clean?''

I felt silly asking the question. Bloody daft!

''...I could get some warm water... I jest' figured you might be more comfortable...''

[Lana]

(( OMG, at the moment you had 666 posts! ))

She frowned slightly, watching him. It was unbelievable. Im-pos-sib-le. Who was this man, fussying around her and saying he was sorry? Who was he, offering to wipe her face with warm water?.. And who was he last night, shoving her into the cabin, knowing she would be raped?.. Who was this monster, after all?

She made an attempt to shrug: "D-d... on'd..." - she took a deep breath. - "... care".