This is the story of Rose's and Jack's life after the sinking of the Titanic, this is my first story so it might not be too good. Please review. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. Thank you so much for reading.
April 15, 1912. Carpathia's Main Deck.
"Can I take your name, please, love?" Asked a steward aboard the Carpathia.
"Dawson, Rose Dawson," responded the heart-broken Rose. Taking the name of her one true love. Her life had changed aboard the Titanic because of Jack Dawson and now she was gone and she didn't know what to do with herself. Rose did know, though, she was not going to go back into high society living as a first-class brat with her mother. No, that was behind her now she was going to make a living for herself, keeping the promise she made to Jack, to never give up.
Rose stared at the tall, green lady called the Statue of Liberty. It was a reminder of home of freedom, but to Rose it was false hope. Like a dream that never came true.
As the boat docked she slowly made her way down into the crowds of people. People hoping that there father, brother, or someone they knew made it safely off the Titanic. But, Rose was aware that more than half of these people would go home crying.
As Rose was walking through the masses she tried very hard to make sure that her close-minded mother, or her cold-hearted, horrible ex-fiancée would not catch a glimpse of her.
Rose looked all about her, while weaving through the public. She was so caught up in trying not to be found that she forgot to look in front of her and accidently bumped into a very familiar person.
"Jesus! I'm so sorry, I should have watched were I was goi- MOLLY!" Shouted Rose. Who attacked the woman with a hug. "Oh, Molly! It's so good to see you!"
"Well, hi there Rose. I was hoping I would see you. I'm so glad you made it off that ship alive. I was just thinking to myself if I did not see those two young lovers, Jack and Rose I might not be able to live with myself. By the way, Rose, where's Jack?" Asked Molly.
With that question a familiar pang of heart wrenching sadness filled Rose's heart. She hung her head gravely. Rose knew that Molly was well meaning with asking the question, but it still broke her heart to think that she would never be able to embrace her Jack.
Molly looked at Rose's somber face and immediately cursed herself for being so rude. "Look, Rose, I'm so sorry. Honey, I didn't know. Please forgive me for saying that. I honestly-"
"You didn't know, Molly. I forgive you. He died trying to save me and I thank him every day for that. He saved me in every way a person could be saved. It's sad to see him go so soon."
"Do you know where you'll be staying tonight?" Inquired Molly hoping to change the subject.
"No, not at all," responded Rose enthusiastically. "But, I want it that way. Living for today, not knowing where you're going next."
"Well, that sounds great and all, Rose, but be careful out there, ya hear? Here take this just in case you get in a spot of trouble."
Molly put some crumpled money into Rose's palms.
"No! Molly! I can't accept this!" Rose exclaimed a bit too loudly causing the people standing near too look at the calamity.
"Now, I don't wanna hear any No's. Just take it, Rose. And stop being so darn stubborn."
Rose shot Molly a disapproving look.
"Thanks, for all the help, Mol."
"No problem, sweetheart."
Rose embraced her friend one last time before she again worked to make her way through the masses.
She was going to live - as she had promised her late-lover - on the edge, risky. Rose thought about Jack again, she missed him so. She silently scolded herself for her continued lament. She knew Jack wouldn't want her obsessing over his absence, if he were still alive.
But, little to Rose's knowing, he was.
So what do you think? My first story, so please review. Love it/Hate it? Please tell me. Thank you so much. -Kirsten