"It just seems like you don't care anymore, Jack." Rose said with tears falling down her face. "It's seemed like that for four years..."
"It's not that I don't care..." Jack said unsure of what to say afterwards.
"Then what is it?" Rose said looking up at Jack.
Jack just stood there in front of Rose. He didn't know what to say. It wasn't that he didn't care he just didn't see the point in worrying about something that neither of them could change. Never the less he still tried to say something...anything...to let Rose know that he did care but there wasn't anything they could do about it.
"Rose, there's nothing you could do-"
"Just stop, Jack!" Rose yelled at him angered as she stood up and headed for the front door shoving Jack out of the way in the process.
Rose grabbed her purse from the table next to the door as she opened it and walked out slamming the door behind her.
"Rose! Where are you going? It's storming out!" Jack called after her practically running towards the door. He opened the door and ran out on the front porch only to find that Rose was already gone. Jack walked back inside and slammed the door. He sat down on the couch and stared up at the picture on the wall of him and Rose on their wedding day five years ago after the Titanic sank.
"What happened to us?" He asked himself as he put his head in his hands. Tears started welling up in his eyes and he got angry he stood up and walked towards the wall with the picture of him and Rose he looked at it for a second before tearing it off the wall and throwing it to the floor, the glass from the frame shatter on the hardwood floor. He looked at the glass on the floor and walked over to the door, put his back to it, and slid down to the floor with tears falling down his face.
This was nothing like they thought their life would be together after Titanic. In fact, it was the complete opposite. Jack loved Rose with all his heart but for the past four years all they've ever done was fight. It wasn't like they wanted to but just one word or look from the other and one of them would go off. Jack could see Rose was upset about what had happened four years ago when they lost their son, Nathan, three months after he was born because he had gotten very ill, but there was nothing that they could have done, no matter how many times they took him to the doctor or anything, nothing would help, no matter what they did. Jack didn't like seeing Rose angry and upset but he couldn't do anything to make her happy, and right now that was all he wanted for Rose was for her to be happy. But it just seemed so impossible.
Jack lifted his head up to where it rested on the door. He looked at the picture frame and the glass all on the floor. He got up from the floor and went into the kitchen to get a broom and sweep up the glass. He swept up the glass and put it in the trash can then he picked up the picture frame and the picture and placed them on the coffee table. He looked up at the clock on the wall which read 10:23p.m. It was dark outside and Rose was out in a storm. Jack put on the jacket that was on the back of the chair and went outside to get in his car to look for Rose, hoping he would find her.
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