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Tortuga: Roses and Thorns	By : MarianTheBlackadder Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 2441 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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~Inside Out~

            James and Dani stayed in each others arms in silence for a long time. Norrington just held her tight quietly, letting her cry as she buried her face in his shoulder clinging to him as she wept. His hand cupping her head against him keeping her close, almost as if he was trying to shelter her.

            After the crying had subsided, they were still tight in each other’s arms lying on the bed. Dani’s head was reading on Norrington’s chest, both warn out from beating on each other like they had.

            “Why did you come here.” Dani’s voice said with a sigh not moving from resting her head on his chest listening to his heart beat.

            “I don’t know.” He said after a moment. “I was angry.” He admitted, “I was angry that you never even gave me the chance to consider the possibility of being responsible. You just assumed that I wouldn’t be.”

            “James . . . you weren’t responsible. We were never in a relationship. You weren’t courting me. It’s not as if we were lovers who got ourselves into trouble outside of marriage. You pay me to give you pleasure, I do so, and we go our separate ways when our business is complete. My body is my responsibility, and it was my own fault that . . .” she stopped unable to go on any further. She couldn’t continue trying to sound professional, as though it was not a big issue. It hurt her beyond all reason, and it was like a knife being driven into her chest. Reaching up she wiped the tears away. “It was my fault not yours.” She said quickly summarizing in a low tone. “I was careless.”

            “If it was all your fault, and it was you who was careless, then how is it you knew it was mine?” He questioned knowing full well the answer already. Dani closed her eyes and gave a loud sigh pushing to sit up and turn away from him.

            “Because you are stronger then me and the one who constantly breaks my rules.” She paused a moment. “And . . . and I let you! Is that what you want to hear!” She said keeping her back to him. “I scold you for it now and again, but not every time . . . and I let you do it.” Dropping her head slightly. “Again and again.”

            “Dani.” He said sitting up slowly and wrapping and arm around her waist pulling her against him a little as he rested his chin on her shoulder so he could look at her. “Are you truthfully telling me, that I am the only man you are with that insists on having you in such a way? Despite your rules? Knowing full well that you have no one looking after you like MacQueen, or Rhett-Wilson, or any of the others?”

            “I’m better respected then you give me credit for, James. I defend myself better then . . . then you’ve seen me do.” She said quietly not looking at him. Shaking her head she started to push his arm away from her but he wrapped his other arm around her as well.

            “Dani . . .” He said trying to get her to stop struggling. “Daniela.” He said gently. Her movements slowed and she stopped struggling about. “I was angry . . . because when you told me it was my child you were carrying . . .” He said pausing. “I had a moment . . . a moment of utter . . . excitement that I hadn’t experienced in years. Of joy and bliss that I couldn’t even describe to you in words, or poems or sonnets.” His smile faded and his eyes lowered as the tone in his voice changed, “And then that moment . . . that briefest of moments was ripped away from me. Torn out of my hands, and destroyed as if it were nothing more then a memorandum jotted down on a piece of parchment that meant nothing to anyone but me.” He paused reliving that whole day again and his mouth felt dry, wanting desperately a drink of rum to quench it’s thirsty.

            His eyes moved up, “Your . . . ‘friends’ didn’t even let me speak with you again after I brought you back. They wouldn’t even do me the courtesy of waiting until you woke up before evicting me by . . . extreme force.” He said not intending to expand on that.

            “It would have made things more difficult for both of us, James. Surely you must realize that by now if you didn’t before.” She said softly. “It’s already taking more of a toll on both of us then it should be. You should have never known, I should have never hesitated. What a mess I made of things.” With a sigh she unwrapped herself from his arms and got up from the bed walking over to a box on the dresser bringing it back over to the bed and setting it down, before getting the pitcher of water and some clean cloths. They seemed to have returned to a civilized state, and there were gashes and wounds that needed to be dressed.

            James sat up a bit further feeling a tender twinge in his thigh where she had managed to strike a good and effective blow at one point. It wasn’t really noticeable until now when they weren’t attacking each other like wild beasts. Dani took out her succors and began to cut the cloth into long strips for bandages.

            Norrington soaked one of them in cold water as he reached over and placed it on one of the deep bite marks on Dani’s shoulder. It made her shiver and almost drop what she was doing at how tender it felt. James arched a brow at her reaction, not quite sure if it was surprise at the pain . . . or . . . something else. Perhaps left over from the strange and violent encounter that had occurred between them earlier.

            “Are you alright?” He questioned holding the cloth against the bite mark. She nodded a little as her hands scrambled to retrieve her succors and the cloth. Norrington was a little curious, as he reach up pushing her hair back finding another series of harsh marks that were surrounded by cuts and bruises. It looked so incredibly painful, and no doubt the very air touching it was excruciating. He poured some more cold water on the cloth and reached over placing it carefully on those wounds as well. Dani’s entire body shook almost as if it were having a seizure when it touched her skin and she whimpered a little bit. Quickly he pulled the cloth away not wanting to hurt her that badly. “Dani, I didn’t mean to . . .” Yet his apology came to an end when her hand came around and grabbed his arm where there was a deep gash that probley needed stitches and a bandage as she pressed her thumb hard beside it where a bruise was forming. No doubt the most tender place around the wound.

            Norrington felt as though he was almost going to pass out, as a shiver went down his spine as well. It was pure and utter pain, but there was something else there. Something unexpected that he’d never quite experienced before. Within an instant, Dani and Norrington where locked in a painful yet anxious embrace as they passionately consumed one another’s mouths in a heated kiss.

            They started to pull themselves against each others bodies despite the emphasized pain now that bruises had had time to develop, making them attack each others lips even more viciously as the seconds passed by. All at once they thrust themselves away from one another falling against the bed gasping for air. Both shocked at their animalistic beast like behavior.

            “This is madness.” Dani said between deep labored breaths, feeling a strong sense of lust pulsing through every inch of her body. James was in the same fix that she was, yearning to take her body against his once more. Her taste was addicting, and the sheer pleasure of it all was a phenomenal feeling.

            “Utter insanity.” He said trying to catch his own breath, agreeing with her that this didn’t seem to be normal behavior by any standard. Despite their agreement, and with no warning or being prompted, they rolled towards each other and at once their bodies entwined around each other again as they feverishly ravaged kisses, and passionate embraces from their already quite abused limbs writhing in desperation against one another.

~New Order~

            James opened an eye to the sound of two female voices. It wasn’t out of the ordinary, since there was quite a number of women on Tortuga. It was possible that they out numbered the men when there were no ships in port. His eyes closed again for a moment before realizing that he was in a bed, his head was on a pillow that he was clinging to, and he was naked. That, was out of the ordinary.

            He opened his eyes and raised his head to see Dani standing at the door somewhat dressed in just a white blouse and her skirts, with her hair done up beautifully, speaking with a girl who was giving her a few coins as Dani handed her a garment that she had sewn for her. With a smile she thanked her and Dani smiled back before closing the door and locking it looking at the coins that she had been given and slipping them into a coin purse on the dresser.

            “You’ve started charging now?” James said tiredly putting his head back down on the pillow feeling a horrid hang over mixed with the way his body felt as though it had been tenderized.

            “I’ve always charged for needlepoint my dear Norrington. I don’t exactly do shotty work you know.” She said walking over to the table and pouring a glass of water before walking over to the bed and sitting down next to him. “Here, drink some water. It will help your head.”

            “Nothing is going to help my head.” He groaned not willing to open his eyes again or lift his head from the pillow. Dani just waited a moment starring at him and finally he sighed and rolled over leaning up on an elbow taking the cup and draining the water from it. He made a face and handed it back to her. ”There, satisfied?”

            “Yes. And you should be too.” She said taking the cup back and standing walking back over to the table. Dani her self was walking with a bit of a limp so she wasn’t really doing any better, but she had managed to pull herself out of bed to get on with daily matters that need seeing to. “There is food here . . . if your hungry.”

            James looked at his arms, and raised the sheet looking at himself noting that his wounds had been cleaned and tended to while he had been sleeping. Arching a brow he looked up at her. No doubt she had done it in a stealth manner so that it could get done instead of falling into another bestial encounter as it had three more times after the first. It was a strange thing to say the least.

            “Did you bathe today and do all your chores while I was sleeping?” He said lowering the sheet looking at her a little confused that she was able to do so much when he was having such a time getting started feeling so sore and used.

            Dani shook her head a little, “No. I took a sponge bath. It will have to do until I can go down to the shore and take a real one. I’ve not been out of bed so long as you may think.” She said walking over and picking up clothing from off the floor putting it into a basket. “and a word of advice, that I doubt you will take, since you never listen to what I say as it is . . .” she looked at him a moment. “A bath would do you a bit of good as far as your wounds and cuts go. It would insure that they are properly clean and that you wouldn’t have to worry about infections.”

            Norrington looked at her a moment, “Then I suppose I shall have to accompany you when you take your bath?” He said watching her closely. Dani looked at him a moment before picking up the basket.

            “Do whatever it is you wish, James Norrington. It is your life. Live it as you see fit.” Then she walked out the door closing it behind her. James wasn’t sure what that answer meant, and he ran his hands through his hair scratching his beard a little. He threw the sheet back to get up, and looked around on the floor but stopped. “Hey!” He exclaimed seeing that his clothes were no where to be found. His eyes shifted towards the door where Dani had disappeared with that basket of clothes. She’d made off with them without his knowledge and left him bare as the day he was born with not even his socks.

~Swimming~

            “Dani!” James exclaimed as he swam after her even further then the first time he had gone out with her before. “Daniela Josephine Mckey!” He hollered as he powered his way through the water even harder then before. Finally he caught up with her just as they reached the rocks almost two miles off shore. She laughed a little as he looked at her. “Alright, now I know your trying to get yourself killed!” He said turning his head away spitting some water out. “And I can’t say that swimming naked in cold water is my idea of fun.”

            She smiled letting him keep a hold on her since he’d ‘caught’ her and shook her head some, “You never take any kind of care of your clothes. By the time I get my hands on them they are nearly falling apart. I have to wash them before I can mend them, and then wash them again before I can see if they need any more mending. Besides, what are you complaining about? I’m just as naked as you are.”

            James smiled as well putting his hands on her hips and pulling them against his own. “Yes I know.” He said suggestively. “Rather awkward predicament for you isn’t it?”

            Dani gave him a sly look, “Oh dear.” She said, “This water is cold isn’t it.” She said with a small giggle, even though she was simply teasing him. James narrowed his eyes at her and she laughed slipping away from his grasp swimming the rest of the way to the rocks.

            He chased after her and caught her again turning her about and pressing her against a flat rock wrapping his arms around her as she wrapped her legs around him. “You didn’t win this time.” Dani said looking at him. “You don’t get a prize.” She said nipping at his nose with her teeth.

            “Depends on your point of view who won and who lost, now doesn’t it.” He said with a grin. Leaning down he kissed her neck pressing his lips against a mark that had been made before causing her to tense a bit. He took that opportunity to rub his manhood against her sex just a bit holding her body against his. She moaned a little, but then a giggle followed. James thought that was a bit odd and raised his head looking at her, “What’s funny?”

            “I think I actually miss your beard.” She said running her fingers along his chin and over his cheek.

            “Oh really . . . after all this time and fussing about how I don’t look after myself, don’t bathe, don’t wash or clean, or shave . . . and now that I’ve finally let you at me, you don’t like it. Is that it?” He said with half a smile and an arched brow.

            “You look completely different.” She said. “Like you used to.” She said as her grin faded into a smile. James smile faded too as he looked at her for several long moments before pulling back away from her a little.

            “What do you mean ‘like I used to’.” He questioned.

            Dani’s smile faded completely now, “. . . . James . . . all this time . . . I thought you . . .” she stopped there and grew silent. Suddenly it was as if she was embarrassed to be there with him. She was embarrassed to be seen by him. She was embarrassed that he knew her like he did. Pushing her way out of his arms, she swam past him and started back in to shore.

            Norrington wasn’t sure what had happened but he was intent on finding out. He quickly started following after her heading in to the shore line.

~Memory~

            James sat by the fire when he finished getting dressed in his newly clean clothes that Dani had basically taken it upon herself to work on all day. When she finish getting dress she was cooking a small meal over the fire, as they were both hungry after the long swim.

            James looked out across the water seeing a number of people bathing and grooming themselves thinking it somewhat odd. Not to mention it wasn’t Dani’s usual time that she had normally always taken her bath. Not that he minded of course, it was somewhat warmer then usual. But still it was out of the ordinary.

            “Have you started a new fashion? Everyone suddenly wants to get clean and neat on a daily basis now?” He questioned still looking at the crowd much further down before looking at Dani. She stoked the fire with a stick before looking up at him.

            “You really have been in deep in the bottle these past weeks haven’t you.” James gave her a look and she decided she might let that drop for right now. “Some of the Tavern owners have made a new pact with the working girls. If they are clean and well dressed, they can work the taverns and bars . . . without having to pay the owners anything. They’re checked at the door to see if they’re presentable enough to not have to pay. They figure it will bring in more customers, the girls are happy because it will give them more business, and the customers are just . . . well I guess they are just always happy. It is Tortuga after all. MacQueen, Rett-Wilson, and some of the others helped set it up so they can no doubt line their pockets with twice the coin.”

            “Not a bad idea really. I suppose it will cut down on disease and illness, weather that’s the intention or not considerably.” Norrington admitted when Dani walked over handing him a plate and a cup.

            “Now you say that, but you won’t put it into practice yourself.” She goateed. Norrington gave her another look. Dani fixed her own plate before sitting down and beginning to eat. “I haven’t worked the streets in over a week an a half. The girls have had me doing washing, and mending for them almost non-stop. So I’ve been doing that instead and making the same amount of money.”

            Norrington looked up at her, “So your done working the streets then?” He questioned.

            Dani shook her head, “No. I’ve been . . . avoiding going back to work. The girls have been sympathetic. Throwing me pity work I suppose.” She said the words leaving a bad taste in her mouth. “I hate pity. I would have let myself lay here and rot, except they really did need help. The coins they gave me were more or less donations, in the disguise of payment. So none of us would feel like charity was being provided.”

            James paused for a moment, “Out at the rocks . . . you were going to say something.” He said calling attention to that awkward moment. “You saw me before. When did you see me before, Dani? Where you in Port Royal at some point?” He asked.

            She sighed as she took another bite of food. James could see that this was upsetting her a little more then he was intending for it too. But he couldn’t remember for the life of him as his mind ran over the past decade. As much as it could considering the hang over and the beating it had gone through. There were so many thousands of faces, he couldn’t bring hers to mind before coming to Tortuga.

            “James . . . I was on the crossing from England . . . on the same ship you were. We came to Port Royal at the same time you did. My brother was an officer, and I was promised to be married as soon as I came of age to the Captain of the very ship we were all sailing on.” Norrington starred at Dani wide eyed as now he had a reference point to try and remember her from. “My brother was a lieutenant as well.”

            “Johnny.” Norrington said still starring at Dani as he recalled the man to memory when she said his rank, matching her last name with his. “John Mckey.” All sorts of memories were flooding back into his mind now, that he had forgotten. “The Captain . . . I remember . . . the Captain was engaged, but it was to your older sister.” He said remembering bits and pieces of conversations with her brother.

            Dani nodded a little, “He was, but she was lost to diphtheria before we set sail from England. I was given to him instead to fulfill the contract and was sent in her place.” James felt a little strange as old rooms of his mind had begun to reopen again. That voyage from so long ago, when he was still just a lieutenant himself.

            “That’s why you can read, and write beautifully and speak properly.” Dani didn’t say anything to the comment he made and took another bite of her dinner. “How did you come to be here?” He asked.

            “If you can remember, my brother was killed in action during a pirate raid near the south islands. The Captain I was promised to died of a brain fever not long after we arrived in Port Royal. I was never wed, I had no family, and without boring you with details . . . I came to be here in Tortuga and learned how to survive on my own.”

            James watched her for a while before speaking again. “What did you think of me?” He questioned. Dani looked up at him not sure what he was asking her. “Before I landed on Tortuga after I resigned my commission, nothing more then a man. What did you think of me before when I still held rank and privilege?”

            Dani was quiet for a moment looking into her plate stirring her stew about. “I thought you were an arrogant, pompous, heartless, tyrannical, merciless ass.” Norrington didn’t know what to say. He was hardly expecting such an honest and blunt answer.

            “What ever made you think that??” He said both stunned and insulted. She sighed a little putting her plate down and taking a drink.

            “I was a 12-year-old girl, who saw you order 25 lashes to a man who had been insubordinate. I wasn’t old enough to know that you were following protocol or whatever it was. No one saw fit to explain it to me, and we were all made to stand on deck and watch as he was flogged bloody. Screaming, and crying. You were the closest. You gave the order.” She looked up at him. “You looked so cold, and unfeeling. Of course in my eyes at such an age, I viewed you as a monster. Most of the children aboard the ship did. Or didn’t you notice that they all hid from you for the rest of the voyage.”

            James listened to her story, and could see clearly the point of view she was looking through. He did remember that it seemed like the ship was devoid of children after that incident. “If I was such a monster in your mind, . . . then why suffer me as you have?” His eyes turned upwards. “You knew who I was from the first day I came here.”

            Norrington watched her waiting for her answer when she didn’t reply to him right away. Dani stood up walking over and taking his plate seeing he was finished. “You were right James. I’m not better then you are.” She picked up her plate as well. “I just got here before you did.” Then she walked away to go and wash the dishes.

            The ex-commodore watched as she walked away. Some how things started to make a bit more sense. The reason she seemed to understand him so well, was because she came from a family that was as privileged and as high in rank as his own. Except hers died out when her brother perished, and her betrothed died leaving her alone in a strange place. She was the last of her family, and so young that she had to find her own way. She didn’t share the circumstances which led her to have to come to Tortuga and turn to such a life, but she was here now.

            There was a feeling in the back of his mind that she didn’t find half the compassion that she had shown him, as roughly antagonistic as they were to each other, when she arrived. When he was at his very very worst, and truly needed somewhere to turn, half dying, torn up in the streets, or starving he had somewhere to turn even if she had turned him out a dozen times over. Against her better judgment.

~Crackdown~

            Dani was on her hands and knees with the rest of the girls who boarded at the house scrubbing the floors of their rooms, the hallways and walls of the entire building. They had spent the morning outside beating rugs and carpets free of the pounds of dust they had acquired over time.

            Apparently, the owner of the house had either lost the deed in some sort of gamble, or game, or had simply sold it outright. Exactly what had happened and who had bought the house were details that no one seemed to know, but the terms under which the girls would be allowed to keep their residency were unclear as well. It seemed that their only chance was going to be to be to impress the new owners by insuring that the entire house was completely clean and whipped into presentable condition by the time they arrived for inspection. It was no secret that the building housed prostitutes. Yet the girls were all working as hard as ever to present themselves and the house as something other then a slum filled bordello, filled will sleazy, slimy bangtails so that they wouldn’t be thrown out into the streets.

            “Dani!” Jess called. “Dani, I can’t reach the top of my window to put these curtains up!” Dani put her scrub brush in her bucket and wiped her hands on her apron before getting up and making her way down to Jess’s room.

            “Here.” She said, “Pull the table over.” The two girls took hold of either side of the table and dragged it under the window. Dani took one of the curtains and climbed up on the table hanging it in place for her friend. As they worked Jess started to talk about something that she had been concerned about.

            “Dani?” She began nervously not sure if she should say anything. “Can I ask you something?” Dani reached back and Jess handed her the other curtain.

            “Of course, darling. What’s on your mind?” She said turning to hang the other curtain in place.

            Jess hesitated another moment as she idly ran her fingers over the edge of the table. “Why do you let Norrington come around you like he does?” She said softly. “I mean . . . even though you say you don’t like him . . . it seems like . . . he’s always around. Hurting you.”

            Dani pulled the curtain’s together to make sure they were even and arranged them so they looked nice. “I wish I knew the answer to that, Jess.” She said with a sigh, “God knows I’ve asked myself that question a million times over, and a million times again.” Climbing down from the table she and Jess moved it back to where it had been before.

            “Is it because you . . . you love him?” She asked abruptly her eyes turned towards the floor. “Is that why you put up with everything he does to you?”

            Dani looked up at Jess a moment when she said that. “I would hardly call whatever it is between us, love, Jess. It’s more like a . . . a finely tuned irritation that we take out on each other on occasion. You must have noticed that he gets as good as he gives. He has a fair amount of bruises and cuts on his person when he comes hobbling out of my room you know.”

            “But he knew what he was doing didn’t he.” Jess said looking at Dani. “He knew what he was doing when he got you in a family way.”

            Dani stopped in mid step turning and looking at Jess taken back by her words. “I don’t think any man really thinks about what the result will be when he’s having a throw. That’s why it’s up to us to keep a lock on what they’re doing.” She said putting a hand on her hip wondering what was going on to bring this conversation up. “Jess . . . what made you say such a thing? That was weeks ago. Hardly even a thought now.” She said looking away tossing a cloth aside. It was a lie, it still hurt every time it crossed her mind.

            “Kelly said he did it on purpose, just to hurt you.” Dani smiled and half laughed at that.

            “Kelly would love to see James Norrington run up a flag mast by his hide. If ever there was a pure and utter hatred towards men, Kelly would have it.” She looked at Jess and sighed, “She’s one of the first to run across Norrington when he came to Tortuga love, so they have some . . . history as far as hatred goes . . . and . . .”

            “Michelle heard him say it.” Jess said cutting Dani off in mid-sentence. Dani looked at her a moment not sure if she had heard correctly. Jess looked sheepish wishing she hadn’t said it but it was something that she had been keeping to herself and it had been worrying her.

            “What?” Dani said shaking her head a little opening her eyes almost certain that she didn’t hear what Jess said right.

            “Michelle and Jeanette . . . heard him bragging about it. He said that he had done it on purpose, . . . to make you suffer. He heard that women suffered a lot in child birth. That if you’d grown a tolerance to the pain he caused you on the outside . . . that . . . that he’d found a way to hurt you on the inside.”

            Dani just starred at Jess and sighed, “Jess . . . rumors on Tortuga flow more freely then rum. I love Kelly dearly, I truly do. But not in the way she wants me to.” Jess looked at Dani a little confused. “She told you that, hoping you would tell me and I would be mad enough at James Norrington to throw him out on his nose once and for all.”

            “What do you mean?” She asked.

            “Jess . . . Kelly isn’t . . .” Dani half smiled and just shook her head. “Don’t worry about it love.” She said putting her hand on her shoulder. “Just know that Norrington . . . scum, sleazy, and a drunken a pig as he is, did not intentionally impregnate me. It was not some conspiracy master plot to do me such a harm. We do plenty of harm to each other, but I assure you . . . even he would not stoop so low. You’ll find that as much harm came to him as it did to me in that particular instance.” She could feel tears starting to well up behind her eyes and a pain in her chest recalling the whole ordeal and raised her hand to her forehead.

            Jess looked at her curiously, “You mean . . . you mean he wanted the baby?” She said surprised. Dani was starting to hate this conversation.

            Not meaning to, Dani raised her voice, “We have a lot more work to do before this evening comes Jess, and we’re not getting it done standing about here letting our mouths run now are we? Come on, step too.” She said shooing her out the door. Jess could tell in the tone that Dani was using that she didn’t want to talk about it any more. Quickly, Dani reached up wiping the tears from her eyes before following Jess out into the hall to go about her work as well.

            By nightfall, the girls had finished with the housework and they had gone down to the shore to bathe themselves being so dirty from cleaning all day. Dani took her clothes down from the line and put them in her basket walking up the stairs and going to her room. She was exhausted, and no doubt every other girl in the building was as well. But the house was definitely a pleasant place to be right now. There wasn’t a lick of dirt or dust in the whole place; it was opened up so that the warm sea breeze came through bringing a fresh smell into the rooms. They had done fine work, and had everything in the world to be proud of.

            When she arrived at her room, she turned around pushing the door open with her backside bringing her basket in with her and turned around to set it down. The door slammed shut and she looked up with a frown to see a familiar face. Why was it that no one saw fit to knock on her door, or wait for her to come home and just let themselves in? “You?” She said with a frown tossing her basket down on her table. “Don’t tell me.” She said putting her hands on her hips. “God in heaven don’t tell me it’s you.” She said watching MacQueen walk around her room inspecting the place running his finger over a place here and there tauntingly.

            “Nice.” He said looking about with an impressed look on his face. “Nice what you and the girls have done with the place, Dani. Never thought a whorehouse could look so clean and proper like. It even smells clean. You couldn’t even tell what kind of entertainment was served here just by walkin’ in the door.”

            “You mean to say, we’ve been breaking our backs since we got off the docks and streets last night, slaving away all bloody day, for you!” She said putting her hands on her hips. “Oh for Christ’s sakes!” She exclaimed. “You could have told someone so we didn’t have to go through all the trouble!”

            “Watch your mouth, Dani girl. I’m your landlord now. I could have you thrown out of here quicker then you can curse my name.” He warned. Dani narrowed her eyes when he said that and clinched her jaw. She wasn’t about to be under his thumb in any way shape or form. Turning away from him she walked over and started to gather her things. She was leaving there this instant, this very moment. “Not only you, but Jess, Kelly, Maggy, Faith, and all those other girls of yours you keep company with.” Dani slowed her movements and stopped.

            MacQueen walked towards her. “You set foot out of that door, and so help me I’ll throw them all out on the street with no place to go. No beds to sleep in, no roof over their heads to keep them dry from the rain, no walls to protect them from the cold and then wind. No doors to lock to keep them safe while they sleep. You’re stayin’ right where you are.”

            Dani could hardly breathe feeling his hot breath on her neck, “I’m not working for you MacQueen. I’ll pay my rent, as I always have. I still won’t let you frighten me into paying protection money.” She said.

            “You’ll do whatever I want you to do, Dani.” He smiled as his gold tooth caught the light in the room causing it to shine. “That’s the beauty of this arrangement. You’re mine.” Reaching up he stroked her shoulder with his fingertip a little bit, “Don’t worry darlin’. I don’t ask for much. I won’t interfere with your workin’ duties. We wouldn’t want you to miss earnin’ your pay would we?” He stepped closer and grinned whispering in her ear. “But we’ll have a lot of fun together.” He chuckled before he and the two others that were with him left the room and the door slammed behind them.

            Dani felt ill to her stomach then she felt a sense of furry over take her and she began to fling things about. Knocking her basket off the table before throwing the table over and kicking the chair.
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Tortuga: Roses and Thorns