"Jack…"
In my head- I stir, someone is shaking my hand.
"Jack, Jack!"
I hear you Rose. I can hear you.
To prove this, I try to raise my tired head- to look once more into my true love's eyes.
I can't.
A far way from our piece of door- I can hear someone shouting. They are yelling if anyone is alive. Except from me and Rose- I doubt anyone else had made it.
"Jack- there's a boat Jack…"
Her voice sounds like its filling with tears, she heaves back a gulping sob, and I can feel a hand shaking my own.
"Jack! Jack, Jack!" she's whispering my name like you would a prayer.
Of course- I start to panic- I can't move my body- like my limbs have all been frozen solid, by the icy water.
"There's a boat, Jack…" She whispers in anguish.
Rose- I scream in my mind- I can't move- you need to get help!
Yet I know it isn't enough.
I feel something different now- it's rose's face. It's pressed against my frozen hand- our grip still holding together tightly. I'll never let go Rose- that I promise you.
Now there are tears- loud sobs coming from her mouth- large tear drops falling from her eyes- Rose's eyes- the deep brown which I drown in wonder. The irony of it all.
Why is she even crying? We're about to be saved- but then I realise- she's upset- her tears are not ones of stress, but ones of grief. Grief over someone, in fact.
Cal? No- she spat at him and insulted him.
Her mother? Defiantly not.
Who else has left her?
Had anybody died?
Oh shit.
I can't move- I'm in some sort of coma or something.
Rose thinks I'm dead!
Oh shit, shit, shit!
Hurriedly- I strain my arms- kick my legs and nod my head… well, I try to…
"Come back!" Rose's cry is strained and horse, and after all her sobbing- I'm not surprised.
I'm coming Rose- just get help- I can't move… Then I realise she isn't talking to me. She's talking to the boat.
In my head- I smile. She has finally thought about it- so when she gets the boat- there will be a doctor to help me. I'll be saved.
"Come back- come back, come back, come back, come back!"
That's my girl! I think to her- we will both be saved and I can be your vegetable till I get some help…
"Hello- is anyone alive out there?" the boat's getting closer- I can hear the splash of the oars now. Help has arrived!
Then- a new voice (from the boat I'm guessing) joins in the sound of the dead,
"There's no one there, sir."
There is! We're right here! Rose- shout to them!
I guess Rose must have thought the same so started calling out again,
"Come back! Comeback."
Yet they wouldn't be able to hear her- her voice was weak and barely audible- my heart sank- I had brought this girl into my world- she could have stayed with Cal- unhappy but safe- why did I stay involved? My heart got put in the way- and now- my heart's true love was to die.
Lips touched my hand. They were soft and warm- despite the climate- and I knew straight away it was Rose.
"I'll never let go- I promise."
A smile started to form in my head- when I realised what this meant. I could feel her hand tugging- not so softly- at mine- she was trying to break our grip. I told my hand to clench back- to stop me being let go into a watery grave- yet I was still powerless to stop it.
Rose! I screamed mentally, I am still alive! Please- do not let go!
There was another kiss on my hand- another sob, and the water started to lap around my shoulders.
I was panicking now- if I were dead- I would float on the surface for a while- but that would be if I had a life belt.
I only had the remains of my hand cuffs- which being solid metal- would drag me to the bottom.
The water reached my neck- my chin- my mouth, nose, eyes, hair.
Everywhere.
I was under.
I had took a deep breath, but not being able to move made a lot of difference. I was sinking. Drowning. Both metaphorically and literally.
I was falling to the bottom of the ocean- yet my heart was drowning in sorrow- for the girl I loved thought me dead, and had let me drown without even taking a pulse.
She could have saved me. I had saved her twice- so why abandon me now? Did she see that I was only a poor guy and she was an angel?
Above- I can hear the oars drawing closer- I don't know how she attracted them, but she did. My Rose is being saved. At least she is alright.
My lungs are out of oxygen now. I hold no air, and I still cannot move my limbs.
But as the last of my precious supply of air runs out- my eyes open.
What a sight to die to.
Around me- hundreds of bodies are drowning just like myself- blank faces and glassy eyes show the fear, horror and confusion that mine must be showing too. All around me is death. There is no hope under the sea- no way of life. That is why the water is so bleak- bleak from the forgotten hopes and dreams.
But I remember my life- my beautiful flower that bloomed in my heart- my darling Rose- and the good times together. But I should have left her- left her in her misery- for without her, I may have survived. Also- I should have guessed- every rose has it's thorn- no matter how beautiful the bloom- a darkness will indeed follow.
I still sink- my mouth opens- my supply of air gone in a single second.
I can't breath- I will die.
I am dying.
As my sight fades to darkness, I smile.
Despite its darkness- this Rose was worth picking…
so sad...
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