Sing with the tide [High Seas (Alta Mar) one shot]

Sing with the tide

Title: Sing with the tide

Author: TC

Fandom: High seas (Alta Mar)

Summary: Clara sings about what happens to Aníbal which gives Natalia flashbacks

Notes: based on the song Church bells

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She could hear those church bells ringing, ringing

And up in the loft, that whole choir singing, singing

Fold your hands and close your eyes

Yeah, it's all gonna be alright

And just listen to the church bells ringing, ringing

Yeah, they're ringing.

The young woman wore a smile on her face as she lit up the room with her elegant voice. The Barbara de Braganza carried its passengers swiftly through the open water with seldom worries, yet everyone on board knew something was amiss. Especially for Clara who wore a smile though the lyrics of her song betrayed who for what she might know of an ongoing investigation. The woman looked to her boyfriend, Pierre, with tears in her eyes but she kept smiling and singing.

Though soon as she pushed through the song, memories of what she was singing started to flash back to her. Clara closed her eyes trying to control her thoughts as her Voice cracked in a little which caused a raised eyebrow from Varela, Quickly Clara turned to her friend, Natalia and the two women shared a smile.

Jenny was hosting Junior League parties

And having dinner at the country club

Everyone thought they were Ken and Barbie

But Ken was always getting way too drunk.

The wealthy woman sat quietly on her chair, watching the blank stares before her. She glared to her right, noticing what should be her loving husband staring off at another part of the ship, his gaze did not meet hers as his hungry eyes were fixed on another.

"Aníbal." She called softly to get his attention, but the only response he gave was a cold grunt." Don't you think you've had enough to drink, darling?"

"You don't get to tell me I've had enough." The man hissed coldly towards her, yet his gaze never left the prey he was stalking. "I'll make that judgment." Aníbal replied bluntly before taking another sip.

Natalia averted her gaze with a heavy sigh. She knew exactly what her husband was thinking, yet she chose to do nothing, what could she do? She knew better than to go against Aníbal, he was too powerful, so she remained silent, deciding to drown her feelings at the bottom of a bottle, pretending her husband wasn't praying on a young woman right in front of her.

Saturday night, after a few too many

He came home ready to fight

And all his money could never save Jenny

From the devil living in his eyes.

It was all bruises, covered in makeup

Dark sunglasses

And that next morning, sitting in the back pew

Praying with the baptist.

Natalia stood on deck to get the fresh air. The gentle sea breeze flowed through her hair and hit her face like a knife. She averted her gaze from the sea, shutting her tired eyes as the mask of her glasses shaded the bright sun above her.