III.
Andrews had taken her to Rose's room, he figured he could borrow one of Rose's dresses for Deborah.
Andrews walked into Rose's room, since the door was open, and saw Rose's servant, in the room with Rose, looking over some paintings.
Andrews: Um, Rose, can I speak with you for a second?
Rose turned and saw Andrews standing there and smiled.
Rose: Oh hello, Mr. Andrews, yes of course.
Andrews: Well um—(Rose cuts in)
Rose: Oh! By the way, I saw you and that—lady dancing and singing on the deck, last night. Mr. Andrews you're such a terrific dancer and singer. I didn't know you could sing.
Andrews (laughed) Thank you Rose, I didn't know anyone was looking, we were simply having—fun.
Rose smiled and nodded.
Rose: Ok, so go on, I'm sorry, you were talking first.
Andrews: Well, the lady I was dancing with last night—is Deborah—(Rose cuts in)
Rose: Oh the lady you invited to dinner last night?
Andrews: Yes and well I'd like to take her to breakfast with me this morning, since she missed last night's dinner, but she can't go in the dress she has on—because it's—well it's very—(Rose cuts in)
Rose: Third class? (raises and eyebrow and smirks and Andrews laughs)
Andrews: Well, yes. So I was wondering, Rose, if possibly um—(stops and looks down and scoffs with a nervous smile. Rose cuts in)
Rose: (smirks) If I could lend her a dress for her to wear for breakfast this morning?
Andrews: (laughs briefly) Yes, Rose.
Rose: (scoffs and smiles and then laughs) Of course Mr. Andrews, for you, yes. You like this lady.
Andrews looked at Rose and blushed heavily and looked away with a modest smile.
Andrews: Oh what makes you think that, Rose?
Rose: (smiles) I can tell, Mr. Andrews. The singing, and the dancing you two were doing last night and then look today—you've invited her to breakfast.
Andrews: (laughs) Well, yes I do. I do like her a lot. I'm even thinking of asking her if I can court her, but I'm not sure.
Rose: (gasps slightly and smiles) Aww, Mr. Andrews, that's wonderful. Well I saw you two last night, you two look heavenly together.
Andrews (smiled and blushed more) Thank you Rose.
Rose: Well, alright, I'll tell you what, bring her in here, and I'll fix her up and she and I can come down and meet you both at breakfast.
Andrews smile faded.
Andrews: Oh um, Rose. I don't know if that's a good idea. Um, you see, she has these two very cruel, abusive step-sisters and they physically—punished her last night for even being with me and so, I don't know what they'll do if they see her—(Rose cuts in)
Rose: Relax Mr. Andrews, she'll be with me, it will be fine, trust me, Mr. Andrews. You do trust me, right?
Andrews looked down, still with a slightly worried frown and then nodded.
Andrews: Alright, Rose. I'll bring her in here, but please make sure she meets me in the dining room, safely. I promised her, I'd protect her from her step-sisters.
Rose: (smiles) Aww, Mr. Andrews, that's so sweet.
Andrews: (smiles slightly) Yes, well-alright, I'll bring her in, now.
Andrews walked away to the door, to bring in Deborah and Rose laughed a bit. She knew Andrews wasn't that good about accepting compliments, especially since he was so modest. Andrews walked back in with Deborah and Deborah smiled and nodded at Rose.
Deborah: (low voice) Hello miss.
Rose: (smiled while staring at Deborah) Hello, wow Mr. Andrews, she's beautiful, I see why you like her. (Deborah looked at Andrews with a smile and Andrews scoffed and smiled briefly)
Deborah: Thank you miss.
Rose: Um, its Rose, just call me Rose. (scoffs and smiles)
Deborah: (laughs) Alright, Rose.
Andrews: Alright, well I'll see you two at breakfast then.
Andrews kissed Deborah on the cheek and Rose laughed at seeing him do that, and Andrews blushed and smiled and quickly left the room…..
Theme Song: "Fallen" ~ Mya
At breakfast, Ismay, Cal, Molly, Ruth, and Artie and Andrews and one or two others were sitting at the table enjoying breakfast. Ismay was talking about how in a day or so, he and the captain might speed up faster, to get to New York quicker. Everyone was listening attentively.
Ismay: So I believe if Captain Smith, did this, he'd make GREAT headlines.
Andrews: Well I don't know if making great headlines, Mr. Ismay is as great as—(Andrews stopped as his eyes caught attention of Rose and Deborah walking into the dining room)
Andrews stared at Deborah with complete surprise and even a bit of shock. Cal and Ismay and Ruth all looked at Andrews with confusion.
Molly: What's got YOUR eyes there, Thomas?
Andrews: I—I just—(looked away but then went right back to looking at Rose and Deborah, who were walking over to the table with Andrews and the others)
Andrews was staring at Deborah and how great she looked. She was wearing this beautiful, shimmery, green floor length dress, with minimal but noticeable looking makeup on and her long, blond hair, flowing beautifully on her shoulders, with a thin, silver diamond headband on her hair. She had on long, silver, diamond earrings, the makeup covered her bruises perfectly, and even brought out her beautiful smooth skin, she looked like she belonged on the cover of a 1900s fashion magazine. She resembled actress Blake Lively A HELL OF A LOT, with the way she looked now, than she had before.
Rose and Deborah walked to the table and Andrews immediately got up and pulled out a chair, beside his and stared, still in complete surprise at Deborah, as she sat down beside him.
Rose: I'm sorry I'm late arriving, Cal. Andrews' lady friend, Deborah needed some help with something.
Ruth: (looks at Deborah) YOU'RE Deborah Bell-the third class girl?
Deborah: (smiled briefly at Ruth) Yes, I am, miss.
Andrews continued to stare at her with the same surprise/shock look.
Andrews: You look unbelievably beautiful. I almost can't breathe.
Deborah looked at him and saw he was staring at her with a slight frown and she smiled.
Deborah: Is that a good thing?
Andrews looked away and scoffed and briefly smiled.
Andrews: It's a very great thing, I—I never imagined you could look so—beautiful. (sighs loudly) Wow, you're breath-taking.
Deborah: Thank you Thomas.
Molly: Well you must be something special, because you took Thomas's breath away over here. (Rose and Ismay laughed)
Ismay: Yes, I never have seen Mr. Andrews stop mid-sentence and look like—well—a deer caught in headlights. (Molly laughs)
Cal: (coldly) Well, you'd better run away quick, before your step-sisters come back and find you here.
Deborah: (looked at Cal with worry) My step-sisters came to breakfast this morning?
Ruth: (smirks coldly) Yes, they DID, and from what they told us of you this morning and last night, YOU aren't to be anywhere near us.
Deborah looked at Andrews with worry and Andrews looked at her and blinked heavily at her and took her hand into his. Cal took notice of this and looked at Andrews, with a raised eyebrow.
Andrews: (low voice) Its alright, Deborah, I told you that earlier, remember?
Cal: What's with all the low voice talk. That's so rude, especially when its low talking to a third class nobody.
Andrews: (coldly) She is NOT a third class nobody, Mr. Hockley. She is MY guest this morning.
Theme Song: "Unable To Stay, Unwilling to Leave" ~ Titanic Soundtrack
Just then, Ruth-Ann and Louisa came walking over to the table Andrews and Cal and everyone else were at, they both were laughing. Deborah swallowed hard when she saw Louisa and Ruth-Ann walking to the table, she held onto Andrews's hand tighter. Ruth-Ann and Louisa looked and saw Deborah sitting beside Andrews and they both looked enraged.
Ruth-Ann: Deborah! What are you doing here!
Deborah: Um—um—(Frowned with fear) Thomas—Mr. Andrews invited me.
Louisa: Oh he did, did he!
Cal: (whispers to Ruth) Oh I think we're about to see nasty, right now. (Ruth and Cal laughed)
Louisa walked over to Deborah and grabbed her by the arm violently and pulled her up to her feet hard. Deborah winced loudly.
Louisa: You get to our room and you GET to cleaning NOW! We'll deal with you later!
Andrews looked at Louisa with anger and stood up quickly and grabbed Deborah's arm away from Louisa.
Andrews: (coldly) I'm sorry but she's NOT going anywhere with you.
Ismay: (looked at Andrews with shocked eyes) Mr. Andrews, please, this is not of your concern.
Andrews looked at Ismay with upset eyes.
Andrews: I assure you, it is, Mr. Ismay. (looks back at Louisa) She's not going anywhere with you.
Louisa pushes Andrews angrily.
Louisa: She is MY property and you can NOT tell me where she will and won't go!
Cal laughed heartily.
Cal: I like her style, here, here, let's raise our glasses for "our property," huh? (laughs heartily again)
Rose: Cal, this is NOT funny. (Cal sighs and rolls his eyes at Rose)
Deborah looked at Andrews with sad eyes.
Deborah: I—I'm sorry Thomas, I should go.
Louisa yanked at Deborah's arm and led her away, but Andrews walked after them and grabbed Deborah's arm away from Louisa.
Andrews: Deborah—no! (sighs) Deborah, you don't have to go with them. Look at what they did to you this morning. Please, DON'T go back with them. Stay with me, Deborah.
Deborah (looked down with tears in her eyes) Yes but—(stops and sighs and looks at Louisa and Ruth-Ann) I don't want to go with you two. I want to go with Thomas.
Louisa and Ruth-Ann gasp loudly in shock.
Ruth: (Rose's mother) Why, this is becoming outrageous. This-violent scene in first class.
Cal: Well, this is how the servants and relatives of third class behave, apparently. (Cal laughs)
Rose: (coldly) Really Cal, dear, well that third-class relative told me earlier her last name is HOCKLEY. She's YOUR relative. (Rose smirked amusingly)
Cal looked at Rose with shock, and Ruth and Molly, and Ismay looked at Cal with shock.
Cal: She's WHAT!
Ruth-Ann: Hey! Thomas Andrews! YOU stay out of this! She is our property and she comes with us! As a matter of fact, we're changing rooms right now, so it will be impossible for you to find out WHERE SHE is on this ship!
Ruth-Ann grabs Deborah's arm and drags her away violently and Thomas ran after her but Louisa held him back, so that Ruth-Ann could take Deborah out of the dining room.
Deborah was fighting to break free from Ruth-Ann's grasp as she (Deborah) was being led out of the dining room.
Deborah: No! Let me go! Thomas! Thomas!
Molly: (stands up and looks at Ruth-Ann angrily) Hey! Let her go damn it!
Ismay: Molly, PLEASE. Do NOT use that language in this dining room.
Ruth (Rose's mother—sighs and covers her face and shakes her head): Oh my, my, my. First this violent scene with this—third class woman and now we find out, she's related to—Caledon.
Cal looked down at the table with complete shock.
Andrews: Deborah! Deborah! Let her go! Deborah!
Andrews pushed Louisa away, hard and by now, everyone in the entire dining room was quiet and was watching this entire scene. Andrews ran up the stairs and by the time he got to the top of the stairs, Ruth-Ann and Deborah were gone out of sight.
Louisa walked up the stairs and over to Andrews and smirked.
Louisa: You'll never have her. She IS our property. I don't care if you DID design this ship. You didn't design her, she's not yours and you can't have her. So do yourself a favor and just leave her be, huh Andrews?
Louisa laughed briefly and walked away. Andrews frowned deeply and blinked heavily. He was angry, beyond angry, if it took him all day, evening and night, he'd find out what room they had moved her to and rescue her, and keep her far away from her two cruel step-sisters. He had to, because his feelings for her were too great now, to just let her go….
TO BE CONTINUED…..
Tomorrow..