A Pirate's Life For Me (Mary Read X OC Fanfic)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

A/N: Originally I had some of this as a part of Chapter 4 but I decided that it was getting super long so I decided to make it a part of the next chapter, so if it seems like Chapter 4 stopped suddenly or this chapter starts too quick, I'm sorry! Also some of this will be in James/Mary's point of view, so when that happens I'll put James POV. Thanks for reading, enjoy!

PS IM SO SORRY THIS ONE IS A LITTLE SHORT.

I set the rum and cookies in the middle of the table just as James wins the arm wrestling match. Bennet groans in frustration and James smiles in victory. "Mate ye're strong! I 'aven't had a more difficult match in years. What do ye do for a living?" James asks Bennet. "I work at the docks, just helpin people unload ships and whatnot. But good game lad, that was fun." Bennet says, smiling like always. That's one thing about Bennet I've always admired, how positive and good natured he was. I can sometimes be a sore loser and Mark and Bennet always make fun of me for it.

Just then did they notice me, and so I say "I come bearing cookies and rum!" I smile and grab a whole bottle of rum and a cookie. I take a swig of the rum and take a bite of the cookie. The taste of the shortbread and fruit takes me back to France and helping mom when she would bake. I notice James looking at me strangely, so I ask "Have you never met a girl who can hold her rum like a champ?" teasingly I wink at him, like he does to me, and his cheeks turn bright pink. I laugh, because I just made THE James Kidd blush. It may not have been a full on, red-faced, blush. But it was a blush none the less. Everyone else grabs some rum and cookies, and the banter and jokes begin again. This time though, I make sure I'm not the only one being embarrassed. I make comments and poke fun at all of them. Sometimes when I make more suggestive comments, I get eyebrow raises and looks of shock from James. Bennet and Mark know that I'm not as innocent as I seem. Don't take that the wrong way, I'm still a virgin, but I can curse like a pirate and have a bit of a dirty and dark sense of humor.

I'm halfway through my third bottle of rum and I can tell I'm definitely a bit tipsy, and I think I've drank the most out of the four of us. I decide to be safe and put down the bottle, though I know it would take probably another two whole bottles until I'm completely pissed drunk.

Mark and Bennet are laughing and Kidd is the one who's making them laugh with stupid comments. James seems to be the most sober, and seems amused by my brother and his best friend's outrageous reactions. My drunken mind decides that it would be a good idea to stand on the table and sing my favorite shanty. I start singing, and soon after I have Mark, Bennet, and James all singing along with me. When I finish the song, I take a step forwards only to realize that there isn't table there. I feel myself start to fall, and then a pair of arms wrap around me.

I look up and see those brown eyes, and I smile. Jane you really are super clumsy, it's the second time you've fallen on James. "Ye need to be more careful lass." James says in a low, and quiet voice. "We wouldn't want ye hurting yerself now would we?" he says, almost playfully. "Thanks for catching me." I say, with a lazy smile on my face. "You have nice eyes...." I say, feeling my eyes close.

James POV

After Jane finishes singing in her drunken, yet still beautiful, voice she looks like she's going to walk off the table. I rush forwards to catch her and luckily I do. She's not pissed drunk, but she's past tipsy and I think she is a bit tired. "Ye need to be more careful lass." I say to her, "We wouldn't want ye hurting yerself now would we?" I say it in a lighthearted way, but it's true that I don't want her to get hurt. I don't know why I care though, we just met. But there's just something about her that makes me feel different. It makes me feel something I never have before. And I know how cliché and stupid that sounds, but it's true.

"Thanks for catching me." Jane says in a tired voice. I could listen to her speak all day. She has a unique accent, it has a bit of French, a bit of pirate, and a bit of something that's entirely her own. "You have nice eyes...." She whispers, as her eyes close. I look over and her brother Mark and Bennet are still laughing and look very drunk. "Mark, yer sister fell asleep. I'm gonna take 'er to her room if ye don't mind?" I ask, just to be polite and not seem like I'm going to try and take advantage of her. "Why don't ya just stay the night?" Mark slurs, continuing "Bennet is. And I'm sure that Jane would looove if you spent the night." When he says this he winks, and then laughs like he had just said the funniest thing in the world. I chuckle, and ask "Well where would I sleep? I'm assuming Bennet sleeps on the couch and I don't think I would fit sleeping on the chair." I say. The truth is I almost want to stay to make sure that all of them stay safe, but I'm not sure because what if Jane wakes up and thinks that staying was weird or creepy. "Just sleep in Jane's room." Bennet says, laughing. I chuckle awkwardly and decide I'll stay for a little and just go with the flow. Besides, if I need to I can just say that I passed out drunk.

I carry Jane into her room and lay her on the bed. I take off her necklace and bandana and lay them on her nightstand. I sit down for a moment to adjust her and to make sure she'll be comfortable, and then get up to leave. I feel a hand wrap around my wrist and hear a soft voice say "No, stay." And I can't resist the sweetness in her voice. I take off my coat and bandana and lay next to her. Usually I take off the bandages around my chest, the ones that make it look like I don't have breasts, to sleep. Tonight, I decide, I'm going to just keep them on but I don't mind.

Thinking about this makes me realize something. If Jane and I do develop feelings for each other, she may feel very hurt and betrayed when she finds out that I'm not actually 'James Kidd'. I could never do that to her. I can see two obvious choices. I can tell her soon so that there are no secrets and we can let our feelings take it from there, or I can cut if off now while there are no strong attachments.

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