Fanfic [PotC]: The Fine Line
Title: The Fine Line
Category: Pirates of the Caribbean
Disclaimer: All characters belong their respective owners.
Rating: General
Pairing: Jack/Elizabeth
Summary: It was supposed to be a marriage made in heaven… So what happened when heaven changed it’s mind?
She’s changed. I’m not sure when, not quite certain how, but I do know why. Did she think that I would not realize? That I would not know, would not see how she was pulling away from me, ever so slightly every day?
Sometimes I wonder why she married me…me, and not him. She doesn’t love me, and I was too foolish to realize that until the wedding was long over. Or, actually, she does love me. She’s just not in love with me anymore.
To be honest with myself, I’m not sure if she ever did. That day, so long ago, when I opened my eyes and saw her angelic face, surrounded by a soft glow of sunlight, I fell in love, and I fell hard. Somehow, even at that young age, I knew that she would be the woman I’d love my whole life.
For her, it was different. I think that she only thought herself to be in love with me, when in fact, she was in love with the romance and improperness of it all. The governors daughter, Elizabeth Swann, in love with the blacksmiths apprentice, William Turner. Preposterous!
And then when she met him, it changed. Oh, it wasn’t love at first sight, I’ll give you that. In fact, my lovely wife disliked him quite passionately at first. I suppose threatening to kill you made you dislike a person. Still, the emotion was there. Passion. It just changed from hate to love.
I guess there really is a fine line between love and hate. They just happened to cross it.
Sometimes I curse the day that the Black Pearl ever docked in Port Royal. The day in which I made a bargain with the man who quite inadvertently stole Elizabeth’s heart.
Yes, I think I do regret the day Captain Jack Sparrow ever came into our lives. But then, if he hadn’t, so many things might not have happened. Though, I do have to wonder if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
I’m not sure when I realised that she didn’t love me. But it’s been so long since then. Long, hard days where I’ve agonized over everything in my head a million times, always wondering if she had been giving signs that I had just been foolish enough to ignore.
She does not think I know. That’s the worst of it, I think. The fact that though she knows I have loved her for most of my life, she thinks that I would not know her feelings. Does she really know me so little then?
How can she think I would not know? That I would not understand why she sits on the battlements everyday staring out to sea, a look of yearning on her face? That I would not realize why she hums that cursed pirate song under her breath continuously? That I would not hear her call out his name in her sleep? How can she know me so little?
I can see her from here, sitting at her post, ever hopeful for the sight of black sails. Why should today be any different from the days gone past? But today something is different. I can see a smile on her face, her happiness, her joy apparent to all those who wish to see. She’s running towards me, a radiant glow about her face.
“Will! Oh, Will, he’s here! Jack’s here! He’s back!” I force a smile on my face, and over the sound of my heart breaking all over again, I can hear my voice, falsely cheerful.
“That’s perfect Elizabeth, absolutely great.”
Yes, Jack was back. And somehow, I can feel myself crossing that fine line, and know I will continuously pass over it in all of its invisible glory. The only thing I must ask is, what side shall I end up on?
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Category: Pirates of the Caribbean
Disclaimer: All characters belong their respective owners.
Rating: General
Pairing: Jack/Elizabeth
Summary: It was supposed to be a marriage made in heaven… So what happened when heaven changed it’s mind?
She’s changed. I’m not sure when, not quite certain how, but I do know why. Did she think that I would not realize? That I would not know, would not see how she was pulling away from me, ever so slightly every day?
Sometimes I wonder why she married me…me, and not him. She doesn’t love me, and I was too foolish to realize that until the wedding was long over. Or, actually, she does love me. She’s just not in love with me anymore.
To be honest with myself, I’m not sure if she ever did. That day, so long ago, when I opened my eyes and saw her angelic face, surrounded by a soft glow of sunlight, I fell in love, and I fell hard. Somehow, even at that young age, I knew that she would be the woman I’d love my whole life.
For her, it was different. I think that she only thought herself to be in love with me, when in fact, she was in love with the romance and improperness of it all. The governors daughter, Elizabeth Swann, in love with the blacksmiths apprentice, William Turner. Preposterous!
And then when she met him, it changed. Oh, it wasn’t love at first sight, I’ll give you that. In fact, my lovely wife disliked him quite passionately at first. I suppose threatening to kill you made you dislike a person. Still, the emotion was there. Passion. It just changed from hate to love.
I guess there really is a fine line between love and hate. They just happened to cross it.
Sometimes I curse the day that the Black Pearl ever docked in Port Royal. The day in which I made a bargain with the man who quite inadvertently stole Elizabeth’s heart.
Yes, I think I do regret the day Captain Jack Sparrow ever came into our lives. But then, if he hadn’t, so many things might not have happened. Though, I do have to wonder if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
I’m not sure when I realised that she didn’t love me. But it’s been so long since then. Long, hard days where I’ve agonized over everything in my head a million times, always wondering if she had been giving signs that I had just been foolish enough to ignore.
She does not think I know. That’s the worst of it, I think. The fact that though she knows I have loved her for most of my life, she thinks that I would not know her feelings. Does she really know me so little then?
How can she think I would not know? That I would not understand why she sits on the battlements everyday staring out to sea, a look of yearning on her face? That I would not realize why she hums that cursed pirate song under her breath continuously? That I would not hear her call out his name in her sleep? How can she know me so little?
I can see her from here, sitting at her post, ever hopeful for the sight of black sails. Why should today be any different from the days gone past? But today something is different. I can see a smile on her face, her happiness, her joy apparent to all those who wish to see. She’s running towards me, a radiant glow about her face.
“Will! Oh, Will, he’s here! Jack’s here! He’s back!” I force a smile on my face, and over the sound of my heart breaking all over again, I can hear my voice, falsely cheerful.
“That’s perfect Elizabeth, absolutely great.”
Yes, Jack was back. And somehow, I can feel myself crossing that fine line, and know I will continuously pass over it in all of its invisible glory. The only thing I must ask is, what side shall I end up on?
End 1/1