She was never sorry.
Pairings: Implied WE
Summary: I could give her all the freedom she desired, the treasure she would never grow tired of, all of her fantasies and dreams would become a reality. But she didn't want me. She was never sorry. That woman would never be sorry. And I, I will forever be under her spell.
All of it, everything about my life, was broken. Everything came crashing down, everything I had built up. My whole ego, the whole existence of who I was, was destroyed. Who had I turned into, what had my image become? Soft, broken, and fake…what did I have left? How could this have happened, how was I so deceived like I was? How did I fall for this? This was utterly impossible.
I had a reputation, I was feared, but now what, who was I now? There was no way that all of this could change so easily, there was no way that this could have happened to someone like me. She had never been sorry, or was she? Was that god forsaken woman sorry for what she had done to me? The damage she had done? Everything, all of it, just gone in the blink of an eye, it was all over. I can still feel the wounds, internally and externally, they were never fading away. Time would never make these disappear, nothing would make these fade away.
I can't believe that I fell in love with her. Me, the man that I was, had fallen in love with a woman like her, so deceiving. We were different as night and day, she was beautiful and young, and I, I was a middle aged man, seeming that my life was going no where without her. She was impossible to have, but yet she belonged to him. Never once could I see why she was not with me! She had to have felt something for me, but she had to be decent, and stay with him. Because I was not suited for her, I was too old for her; she and I were not soul mates. But we were a smart match, yes, she and I, we were the smartest match in that damned port.
She had lied to me, oh that woman had had me so excited, and I could've sworn she loved me. I could have sworn that she love me. I could have sworn that I saw it in her eyes; oh I could have sworn it on my soul. She wanted me, she was so curious to know what I tasted like, she wanted to know, she had to know. Though, my heart seemed to control me, not my mind, I loved her; I love her. So many men love her, but he has her heart. I don't understand that pair. He has no money to give her, he has no leisure life to promise her, he has only insecurity and poverty to give to her name, and still she loves him.
Blind rage, anger, misery, hate; oh how I wish I could just take her in my arms, and steal her away. Make her soar to heights she wouldn't reach with anyone but me, but she would never allow me the chance to take her like that. She belonged to that boy; she loved the orphan, the blacksmith. I could give her all the freedom she desired, the treasure she would never grow tired of, all of her fantasies and dreams would become a reality. But she didn't want me. She was never sorry. That woman would never be sorry. And I, I will forever be under her spell. Always carry her image in my mind when I think of other women, she is my lover in my heart, but not in reality. I promise to stay true to my heart and never stray from my love. Not even when I sit in this bar, wenches surrounding me and temptation arousing. I will never stray. I James Norrington, will never stray away from my heart, I will never love a woman like I love her, the way I love Elizabeth Swann.
A/N: I tried to make it mysterious. Hahah. I hope it wasn't too bad, did you guys like it? I may continue if you guys liked it. But, that's only if you want me too. It'll probably be from the point of view of James Norrington and how he loved Elizabeth, and it may end up a NE story. Try something new for once xD