Philips POV
I don't like being stuck on this ship.
I can't escape.
I don't know where else to go without Syrena anymore.
The Captain Angelica isn't controlling the ship very well either. She has become lazy and now we literally do n o t h i n g.
We haven't moved the ship for ages and we can only lift the anchor when the Captain tells us to.
Everyone is just sitting around doing nothing and sleeping. I guess this the most sleep they have had for a while.
"Are we really going to stay on this ship and do nothing!" I complained.
"Don't you at least like the fact that we don't HAVE to do anything?" One of the pirates answered.
"No, I don't. I think that we should do something." I replied.
"But we've been working our arses off for months, we should deserve a break!" Another pirate demanded.
I just gave up. None of the pirates want to work and I can't persuade them, plus the heat was really getting to me. It was extremely hot way too hot to do anything anyway.
Why was I living like this? Is this really what I'm going to do for the rest of my life because I lost the only girl I ever actually loved?
Suddenly I was wondering why I was living in this world.
All I want is freedom! But I'm stuck on this ship and I can't escape. We're in the middle of the ocean and the only way I can get off this ship is to jump off of it. And die.
I don't want to DIE!
I felt like God was punishing me but I have no idea what I have done.
I sighed as I became very tired and it became even more humid. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.
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Cross My Heart (a Philip and Syrena fanfiction)
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