Titanic 2
Chapter 1- 60 years after the disaster
Rose pov
(I could feel my chest closing in on me as my breathing started to become more and more difficult. I was going to die. I wanted to die. I needed to see my Jack again. He was my life, I caused his death, he was making sure that I was warm and then he died. Oh, god my breathing is too...
mm...
mmmmmmuu...
(Exhaled last breath)
I was dead)
1 hour later at 8:00 am in the morning
"Mrs. Dawson, wacky, wacky, it is a lovely day today, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, Mrs. Dawson..." Asked Miss Catherine curiously
Catherin looks confused; she shakes Rose's hand gently, and then feels her neck for a pulse. No reply.
"No, please, you have always been there for me, Mrs. Dawson; please" Catherine screams out load and then collapses onto the chair beside Rose's bed. Crying. Flooding out with tears.
Catherine pov
She was really gone. 911 carried her body out of the house, wrapped- up in one of those plastic covering sheets. Her hand suddenly flopped down, that's when it sunk in. She was gone. I had no one to take care of; I have been looking after Mrs. Dawson for over 15 years now. She was like the grandmother that I never had, we had grown so found of each other and really bonded, but now it all comes down to this. She is gone, forever...