A/N: Here's the sequel—AS PROMISED! :D Lol
Disclaimer: I don't own Titanic
The sun was warm and welcoming. The question was… Did I welcome it? I wasn't used to this anymore. I didn't walk the shorelines… I didn't sit in the sun because I wanted to… Those memories were nothing but dust in a sand storm. Meaningless. I had to put the shields up. I had to protect myself. I didn't have Cal to reprimand me and that I was quite thankful for.
I was near—well, I didn't know where I was… All I knew is it was far away from Cal as I'd ever be! I still had flashbacks from the nights he abused me… But I didn't fear them. To be perfectly honest; I welcomed them. I could withstand great amounts of pain after all I'd suffered. I still had no idea which was way up and which way was down… But I was coping. I was alive.
Sometimes I was so scared of Cal… It felt like he wanted to kill me. I could stand it though and the pain and as unhealthy as it was for a woman my size and age, I still had air in my lungs and light in my eyes.
I got up from the ground looking around. I forgot exactly how I had gotten here. Had I passed out possibly? Could it be I was so tired that I had fainted? I was in a field. A pretty damn good-looking field at that! I brushed off the skirt of my ruined dress. Once again, my hair, shoes and dress had seen much, much better days. I wasn't sure of what to do at this point.
That was never good! I thought long and hard as I walked around the field. I had found my way back to a small town… I didn't know the town at all and all I could hope for was no one who recognized me would be here. I crossed my fingers and prayed…
I had a long journey ahead of me and all I knew is there weren't going to be people handing me food on silver platters and I was comforted by the fact. I hated living as a First Class and it was obvious to everyone who was me… I was me, therefore only I knew what I wanted and what I didn't. Others just didn't seem to care. I looked like a poor old beggar to others, and I was actually happy that some who were now above me in Social Class spit in my direction. It meant I was no longer what anyone else wanted me to be.
I was free and I was my own person! I could sing as loud as I wanted and everyone would look up! I was able to focus on what I wanted… To clearly perceive what others had overlooked about me. It was a very new feeling. It gave me butterflies… but they were the good kind. The kind that made you giggle and squeal at random. The kind of feeling you get when you know someone wants to be with you.
It was different and all its own! Just like me.
I could see myself now. The mirror had somehow resealed itself new! The shards were slowing fixing themselves into place and everything I thought would happen—to ruin my life—was suddenly drowned out by the ocean of possibilities! It was a huge ocean! Clear and wide. It would swallow me up and I would be pretty damn happy with that!
A/N: Sorry it's short! But I like to think of it as an epilogue… You know? Anyway I will probably update tomorrow… If not the day after! :D