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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 11, 2011 23:55:05 GMT
Jenna stiffened at his touch, but didn't move away this time.
"J-just the man who runs the b-bakery," Jenna explained. "B-but it's okay. What he said was t-true."
Jenna buried her face in her hands.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 11, 2011 23:58:26 GMT
"It's not", Barbossa said. "Yer not a whore. Not 'nymore. Jenna, my love..."
He turned her around to see her face.
"Ya can't listen ta what everyone tells ya. What matters be what ye think."
He used his finger to wipe her tears away.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 12, 2011 0:06:40 GMT
"What am I then?" Jenna sobbed. "I'm gonna have to go back to it. There's nothing else to do."
She kept her eyes turned down when he wiped her tears.
"I think they're right and I'm just some dirty slut who's better off dead than alive at this point. My soul is already dead anyway."
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 12, 2011 0:09:40 GMT
"Don't think that", Barbossa said. "Look deep inside ya. I know underneath all that depression is that little girl I loved 'nd married. She's just hiding."
Barbossa kissed the back of her head.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 12, 2011 0:11:42 GMT
Jenna shrugged and her tears kept falling. She didn't want to argue with Barbossa right now. Jenna stiffened when he kissed her, but didn't pull away. Maybe she wanted some affection, but was afraid of getting hurt again.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 12, 2011 0:16:25 GMT
"I love ya, Jenna", Barbossa said. "Cheer up."
He kissed Jenna and again and got up to leave.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 12, 2011 0:18:10 GMT
Jenna rolled her eyes at the "cheer up" comment. No way was she cheering up. She hated life and it apparently hated her. She watched him get ready to leave, crying harder.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 12, 2011 0:20:19 GMT
He turned around and looked back at Jenna.
"Do ya want me ta go?" he asked.
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Post by ~ Mistress Beckett ~ on Feb 12, 2011 0:21:37 GMT
Jenna shrugged, looked down and saw something on the floor, and nodded. She was sick of this and if she had a good enough plan, she could take care of it all.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Feb 12, 2011 0:25:08 GMT
Barbossa stroked Jenna's hair. He kissed her forehead.
"I love ya", he said. "Goodnight."
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