When the boats finally got to us, Jack couldn't get the smile off his face. "We made it," he said, his eyes sparkling like the stars above us. "Come on love," one of the men said and reached his hand out. I looked at Jack and reached my hand out. He took it and I crawled into the boat without letting go of Jack for a second. "I don't know if we have enough room for the man, Miss," one of the men said. "I'll sooner jump off the back of a boat than leave him behind," I said. "Alright, Miss," he said and reached a hand out to Jack. He took it and crawled onto the boat. I was ready to slap the man that was speaking. There was hardly anyone on the boat and Jack got on without a problem.
We were siting next to each other wrapped in a thin blanket for what felt like hours. I woke up to see a green torch waving in the air. I looked out onto the sea and saw a ship not even half the size of Titanic. I looked at Jack and saw that he was sleeping, but I woke him anyway. "Jack, there's a ship." He looked over the boat and saw the ship. "Do you think that my mother or Cal have made it?" "I have no idea." he replied. "Don't worry, were almost there," one of the other men said, "It shouldn't be too long now." "What ship are we getting on?" Jack asked the man. "Does it matter?" The man snapped back. "No, but it sure is legal to make conversation, isn't it?" Jack asked. At this point, I was ready to throw this man overboard. "The Carpathia," the man sneered. It wasn't five minuets later when we were getting on the ship. Jack and I were standing at the railing looking out at the sea. I looked him over and saw his handcuffs. "How do you suppose you're going to get those off?" I said and nodded to his hands. The cuffs were completely frozen solid at this point. "Watch this," he said. He raised hands above his head and smashed his wrists against the rail. As soon as they made contact, the cuffs shattered into a million pieces. I couldn't help but laugh.
Out of nowhere Jack was spun around and he was being pushed over the rail. "Give me the diamond, Rose," Cal's horrible voice tore through my eardrums. "Nice to see you too Cal," I said trying to stay calm while screaming on the inside. "I'll do it you know, throw him overboard," "Move an inch and I'll scream," I said, my voice quivering. He turned to me and started laughing. For the second time, I spit in his face and he let go of Jack. We started running and Cal pulled out his gun.