I Am The Psycho Pirate

Chapter 16 - Me And My Shadow Part 2

(August 4)

The gloomy cloudy skies had cleared and I asked Cubby if we should go take Bucky out for a sail. After all it was such a beautiful sunny day, such a big difference from the gross sticky humid weather we've been experiencing. I needed a little sun to brighten me up. He agreed and we set sail first thing in the morning. Morgan was still following me and appearing in my mind, only it went from once a day to once an hour. We were now going on a month of our new companionship and I wouldn't wish one moment of it on my worst enemy of enemies. Sometimes I wondered if I should just give into her and let this all be over....but I just couldn't. I still held on to hope because I knew I was going to get through this. But now...after a month I wasn't so sure how much longer I could survive with just hope. Not much longer.

The wind rushed through my golden brown hair as I steered Bucky on the still ocean. Skully was perching on one of the yards and Cubby was leaning on the rails. I noticed he had been staring at me for a while, giving me a scan of some sort. I'll admit I was a bit nervous while doing so. It's been a while since I've been up at the wheel. Back when Jake was here, I was the lieutenant, he was the captain. I barely took over the job of being in charge until now. I sighed at the thought of my old friend. I missed him. Badly. But then I realized I was nearly about to flip the ship over, because I had been lost in my thoughts and lost my control on the wheel. Unlike the course of our ship, my mood didn't change at all.

"You look sad," I heard Morgan's spirit speak to me. I gripped the wheel tighter in irritation at the mere sound of her voice. I felt like I was shackled to her. "What's the matter Izzy? Morgan got your tongue?"

"Go away." I ordered flatly.

"You should know this but now Izzy," she said with a mischievous giggle. "I can't leave until you say yes. Just give in and all of this will end."

"No," I said, sounding desperate. "There has to be another way out, or better yet a way to bring him back." That just got a big laugh out of her.

"Oh come on Izzy. Another way," she mocked. "There is no other way. Why do you want him back so badly anyway? Memories of you are long gone from his mind." I had never wanted to untie my rosy bandana from my head and use it to strangle someone more than I do now. But that someone wasn't actually a someone. They were just a bodiless whisper in my head.

"No. Y-y-you're lying."

"Oh I really wish I was. But lying is not a nice thing to do wouldn't you agree?" Morgan asked in undertone.

"N—-."

"Oh look," she interrupted me and I turned my head to see Cubby coming up the stairs, his eyes right on me. "It's little boy blue himself. I'll bet he'll ask you who you're talking to Izzy? What are you gonna tell him? 'The evil spirit of a Pirate who tried to murder Peter Pan?' What would he say to that?"

"Get out of here." I muttered through my teeth.

"Very well then Izzy," the spirit answered with a fake sweet tone. "But think about the next time you say 'no' to me after what is about to happen." she whispered before leaving.

"Um....Izzy?" I heard Cubby squeak and rather nervously. I'd be nervous to talk to me too.

"What is it?" I answered, my gaze locked on the horizon trying to avoid his sad eyes. That was until I saw something. Something big, dark, gray and cloudy. My mind quickly flashed back to this morning, and the bright red sunrise with cirrus clouds and I placed the pieces of the puzzle together. A hurricane! I have been a fool! Cubby seemed to not realize my worried eyes as he still continued to talk.

"Uhm ... .do you by any chance miss—-."

"H-hold on Cubby," I said, putting up a finger. I looked at the incoming storm once more. "Oh no." I muttered before running down to the deck and to the bow.

"Oh no what?" Cubby asked, running up next to me. "Aw coconuts." he said as he saw the storm.

"Crackers!" Skully exclaimed. "That's a storm if I've ever seen one!" I shook my head.

"It's not just a storm," I said. "It's a hurricane! And it's coming right towards us!" I shouted as I ran back up to the wheel in order to try and steer us back home. But it was too late.

(After the Hurricane)

To make a long horror story short, we had lost Bucky in the storm. He sank to the bottom of the Never Sea and there was absolutely nothing we could do about it unless we wanted to die too. We had caught a side on a floating piece of driftwood and we rode the waves back into shore. We arrived. Bruised, bleeding, soaking wet but still alive. And that was all that mattered. I collapsed on the sand, absolutely exhausted. Cubby passed out asleep on the sand and I took the quiet moment to have a good cry.

'This is your fault Jake.' I thought.

"What did I just hear your mind say?" Morgan's voice asked as she appeared. "Are you finally admitting to what I have been saying?" I sniffed and then fully began to weep.

"Leave me alone," I whimpered. "I don't wanna listen to you right now."

"If I left you alone it would only be more painful. I'm here to comfort you Izzy," she said in a sickeningly sweet voice. "And wait for you to admit that I am right and give in to me."

"N-n-n-no." I stuttered, my eyes flooded with tears and my throat began to hurt. And before I knew it I was all out sobbing.

"Quit your crying and give in you brat!" she growled at me. I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head.

"Never." I stated.

"Alright then. I will play with you some more."

To Be Continued...