Chapter 3

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I opened my eyes to tell Jack something, but I noticed that he was preoccupied with a drawing.

I looked over at the drawing and saw that it was the little girl and her father, about 50 feet away, talking about water.

I just stopped and started talking to a fellow passenger.

"The ship is nice, huh?" I sparked a conversation with him.

"Yeah, it's an Irish ship."

"It's English, no?" I said with a confused look on my face.

"No, it was built in Ireland. 15,000 Irishmen built this ship. Solid as a rock. Big Irish hands…That's typical. First-class dogs come down here to take a shit." He said with his thick, Irish accent.

"Ah, it lets us know where we rank in the scheme of things." Jack had finally looked up from his drawing, it was probably finished.

"Like we could forget. I'm Tommy Ryan."

"Jack Dawson."

"Hello."

"Aly."

"Hi. Do you make any money with your drawings?" Tommy asked.

But, Jack didn't answer. I looked over and saw that he was staring at something on a higher deck. So, I followed his eyes to a first-classed passenger.

She was really very pretty. With her red hair, and the gown that she was wearing. But, I knew Jack was staring at her for no reason, because she was first-class. Essentially, its forbidden.

Tommy followed both of our eyes, and saw the girl.

"Oh, forget it, boyo. You'd as like have angels fly out of your arse as get next to the likes of her."

But, obviously, Tommy's words were running over his head. He was zoned out, just staring at here.

I assumed that she saw his gaze from the corner of her eye, because she glanced over and met his gaze. She turned away, but turned back and met his gaze again.

I waved my hand in front of Jack's eyes, and he didn't flinch. Tommy and I started laughing.

Then, we saw a man approach her and catch her attention. She obviously didn't like him by her body language.

"Do you mind?"

"I hope you're proud of this." I faintly heard them bicker.

She just walked away, leaving him to be mad and walk after her.

I met Rose at our room and she was furious. With Cal and our mother. But mainly at Cal.

"I hate the both of them! I swear, when we get to New York, we are going to go and be on our own."

"Really? You mean it?" I asked in curiosity.

"Yes, Micheal, I do mean it. But you can't tell anyone. Alright?"

"Yeah, of course I won't." I said with a grin on my face.

Trudy came in and told us that we should start getting ready for dinner. She helped Rose get her corset redone.

When both of us were ready, we walked over to the dining hall. I loved walking down the grand staircase. It had such good architecture and structure, it was beautiful.

All throughout dinner, Rose was very distant. I could tell that she had something on her mind. So, when she excused herself before dinner was over, I didn't think about it.

'I saw my whole life as if I'd already lived it.' I thought to myself at dinner. 'An endless parade of parties and cotillions yachts and polo matches always the same people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was seemingly at a great precipice with no one to pull me back no one who cared or even noticed.'

I excused myself from the dinner table and told them that I was going to my room. Micheal wanted to come, but I told him no.

I quickly went to our room and called for Trudy. I was in a panic when no one answered.

"Trudy? I need help getting my dress off!" But she never came.

I tried over and over again to undo the buttons, and it wouldn't work. I was so frustrated that I started crying.

It was an annoyed, pissed off crying, and I started throwing things across the room. I couldn't get away. I ran out of the room towards the deck.

When I got to the deck, I started running. Tears were forming in my eyes, and I didn't care if I hit anyone. I just wanted to get away quickly.

When I got to the stern of the ship, I was sobbing uncontrollably, and I couldn't catch my breath. Then, I saw the ocean.

I wiped my eyes so I could see. I thought for a moment, and decided to do the craziest thing ever. I was going to jump.

I felt sorry for Micheal, but I needed to get away from this life. It was torture knowing that I had to marry Cal, and be with him the rest of my life.

Then, I slowly climbed up and over the railing onto the other side. I was facing the deck and I closed my eyes. I was in mid thought when I heard a voice behind me (I had already turned and was facing the open ocean.)

"Don't do it." I got a questioned look on my face.

"Stay back. Don't come any closer." I said with my head looking at a man from steerage from what I could tell.

"Come on. Just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over." He said while walking towards me.

"No! Stay where you are. I mean it. I'll let go." I said. I was flattered by him wanting to help me. But, I didn't let it show on my face.

He took a last puff of his cigarette. He motioned to throw it into the water. I didn't react, so he threw it in.

He put his hands in his pockets. "No, you won't."

"What do you mean, no, I won't? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do. You don't know me."

"Well, you would have done it already." He said all knowingly.

"You're distracting me. Go away." I gave him as an excuse. I really didn't want to jump anymore, but I wasn't going to let him know that.

"I can't. I'm involved now. You let go and I'm going to have to jump in there after you." He said as he took his jacket off.

"Don't be absurd. You'll be killed." I said as he started unlacing his shoes to take them off.

"I'm a good swimmer.'

"The fall alone would kill you."

"It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. To tell you the truth, I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold."

I thought for a second. "How cold?"

"Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over." He had taken off both of his shoes by then.

"You ever, uh…ever been to Wisconsin?" He asked. It took me a few seconds to get what he was saying.

"What?"

"Well, they have some of the coldest winters around. I grew up there near Chippewa Falls." He started telling me.

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