Chapter 3
"Need anything Rose?" asked Mary Levere. Rose, who was now 20, 3 years after Titanic, replied with a no.
"I think all I need is rest. I'm thinking about going to look at the sites tomorrow."
Mrs. Levere smiled and went back to the kitchen. On the train, Rose told them everything and how she missed Jack, even her mother for a little while. They were very understanding and that's when they offered her a room at their house. They knew Rose would never be completely happy, but Rose felt happy knowing they cared for her.
Rose yawned. It was nearly 9:00. She headed off top the left side of the house where her nice, cozy room was waiting for her. As soon as her head hit the pillow, Rose drifted of into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Sunlight streamed in through her windows. She could hear the Levere's getting ready for the bright, Tuesday morning. Rose got herself dressed into her last clean dress and headed for the kitchen.
"Why didn't you guys wake me? It's nearly 10:00!" Rose asked in astonishment.
"We felt you needed your rest. You seemed really tired last night." Jason Levere smiled warmly at her. "Rose, if you want to talk to us about anything, you can. We're here for you."
Rose felt the tears coming. No one had ever done anything like this for her, let alone understand her feelings. No one except Jack.
Downtown Santa Monica was….extraordinary. The people bustling everywhere, the smells of the market place. Rose headed to the amusement park for one reason, to ride the roller coaster. Jack had told her all the times he was on the roller coaster as a kid. Each time he told a story, Rose wanted to go more and more.
The amusement park was not too long a walk from the downtown section of Santa Monica. Of to the right of the gates was a local bar. 1$ for beer. Rose smiled as she felt the familiar feeling of tears in her eyes. The line at the roller coaster was not too big as the park just opened. Once in Rose felt butterflies in her stomach. She sighed deeply feeling guilty she live and was here without Jack. She wanted to leave and run as far as she could. To late she thought as the carniboys closed the gates.
A thrilling 25 minutes later, Rose felt really dizzy. Who knew such a small ride could have so many twists and turns? She headed for the bar. After all who really cared about throwing up when there was cheap beer to be drunk? Rose headed over to the small bar. Was it ever packed! And at 11:00 in the morning. Rose ordered the house special and sat down at the counter. There were very few women, a few with their husbands, but mostly burly men. Music was playing in the background. Some Irish band. Rose drank deeply. After, she went out in the back alley. It was amazing how the weather changed around Santa Monica. In no time it had clouded over. Rose started to drift off into a deep sleep. She hadn't had much sleep this last month and it was starting to catch up on her.
She woke up in the same place as she had fallen asleep on but only to find a strange man sitting beside her.
"I don't mean to be rude, sir, but who are you" Rose said
The man smiled. He had blond hair but it was more close to brown then blond. His eyes were a deep blue-ish color and were looking straight into hers. She thought of Jack but then realized that he was dead. She watched drown to the bottom of the cold, cruel dark Atlantic Ocean. Cal. It could be. He did use so much hair gel that is did dye his hair.
"Why don't you take a guess." his voice was deep. That was her final decision. She was going to run. Far away. She got up. She heard the man say "Wait! Don't go!" but she kept on going. She ran for what seemed like an eternity. Finally out of breath she sat down on a patch of grass. How could Cal come back after what he did? She started to cry. What was going on in her life? Why couldn't she be like everyone else? She started to lie down and soon fell asleep.
"I've missed you Jack" Rose said.
"Thank goodness I've found you." Jack had blond-turning-brown hair. But he still had those deep, blue eyes.
"Yes. We're together at last."
Rose felt herself being jerked awake but the same man as before. She studied him more closely and hugged him.
