Pirates of the Caribbean Imagines and One Shots

James Norrington - Go to hell

The evening was crisp with the cold, you were stood on the balcony of yours and James' house. It surveyed the land, having been gifted by the king for all his hard work in the navy. They valued his service. The sea was right next door, giving you somewhere nice to take a little walk on the evenings.

A noise was coming from inside the house, and you didn't know what it was. Instead of investigating it, you just called James from the top of the stairs wondering where he was. But, he didn't answer you. As you went downstairs, you realised he had to go out with some of the men for a drill tonight.

"Ah, Elena," you said as you walked down the stairs to the maid. "Has James come home, do you know?"

"Wait..."

"What's wrong?"

"Y/N, is that you not in the room with James?"

"Well... not if I'm here, no," you smiled uneasily. A pit was growing in your stomach, feeling a sense of dread as you and the maid walked toward the room where the noises were coming from.

You opened the door quickly to see James, and another woman. Fooling around behind your back.

"James!" you gasped. "Raise up Governor Swann! I want this man out of my house, now!"

You ordered the maid. They both immediately covered themselves up, ashamed of what they were doing.

"What is this?" You we're on the verge of tears, but held it in, and expressed your anger.

"Umm..."

"Um, um, um. But, but, but! I don't want to hear it, get out of my house now,"

"It's not your house,"

"By the state, and under my father, governor Swann. I will have you removed from this house and your mistress, and it will be placed under my name for the atrocities you have just committed," the lady started getting herself changed and ready to get out of the house. "No. No you will not be leaving this property as far as I'm concerned."

The maid came running back in, with governor Swann.

"My daughter, what ever is the matter that you raised me at this hour,"

"Oh, by heaven..." he gasped as he realised what had happened. "You betrayed by daughter!

"I'm really sorry..." he kept pleading and pleading, coming closer to you to hold you near him.

"Go to hell!" You screamed, slapping him several times around the face. "Go. To. Hell."