POV: James Norrington
I wandered around drunkenly, my heart telling me I was being utterly stupid and idiotic, but my head not able to do anything more than take in my surroundings and remember my name and a bit about my past. Oh right. And feel sorry for myself.
I mumble and swear to myself about my horrible life, my dishonor, my bad luck. I also feel bad about Elizabeth. How did I fail so horribly with her? I've had several girls falling over me, but Elizabeth seemed to be completely immune to my advances.
I slam my back on the wall of a building and slide down to sit on the ground. I hold a rum bottle in my hand. "Why Elizabeth?" I wail. Yes, I am completely and totally intoxicated. And yet, I still take another swig of the liquor.
I put my head in my hands, anger and resentment towards Jack Sparrow and Will Turner filling my heart.
I look at my dirty clothing, my muddy, stringy hair, my decrepit appearance.
"So this is what has become of James Norrington," I snapped at myself in utter distaste.
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Norrington's Darling
FanfictionElizabeth Swann wasn't the only woman James Norrington fell in love with. No, after her, there was another. A pirate. James found her after he resigned, leaving the East India Trading company after following Sparrow into a hurricane and losing his h...
