Another chapter, bit disappointed that I only got two for the last one. Please remember to review; you don't know how much motivation it gives.
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Jack sat at his desk, running a hand over his pounding forehead. God how he hated this job, and the rich morons he worked for. He hadn't had much choice in the matter, drawing pictures wasn't going to be enough to keep a stable home and a roof over their heads. He tapped the desk as he read over the report. See he worked in an industry business but he pretty much employed to do the things the bosses couldn't be bothered to do.
He couldn't concentrate. He hadn't spoken to Rose since last night after their argument. She was still fast asleep on the couch when he was about to go to work. He didn't want to wake her though, he knew better of that. It would probably of only sparked another argument. He didn't think he deserved her, not when they first met and certainly not now. She cried every night, was she really that unhappy? He didn't want to make her sad. He wanted things to go back to how they were, but he didn't know how to make that happen.
Before leaving he considered leaving her a note. Like he used to, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He couldn't pretend everything was ok when it clearly wasn't. Last night was evidence of that when he kissed Ester. Ester! She was supposed to be his friend. The fact of the matter is he liked it. More guilt spilled through him.
"Dawson have you read that report yet?" Mr Thomas asked appearing at his door.
"Not yet Sir, I will send it over to you when I'm done,"
"Get a move on will you!" and he left the room.
Jack clenched his fists. Did they not seem to realise how long it took to read 400 pages on random shit, that he didn't even care about? He crumpled the report in his hand before throwing it across the room and letting out an angry cry. He put his head in his hands; he didn't want to live like this anymore. He couldn't live like this anymore. He promised he wouldn't end up like his parents ended up on their death beds practically hating each other.
An idea popped into his mind. He could make things better, he could show Rose how much he cared about her. How much he still loved her. He wouldn't tell her about Ester, hopefully that could remain a secret forever. He could just go on pretending nothing happened.
Jack calmly walked over to the corner where the report lay and picked it up. He smoothed its corners trying to get rid of the creases and went back over to his desk and began to read again. Everything was going to go right for a change.
000
Joseph and Rose sat in a little cafe; they sat in awkward silence while Rose cradled her tea in her hand looking down. She felt an idiot crying in front of someone she didn't even know and yet here she was drinking tea with a man she had met briefly once after bumping into him and the street.
"Are you ok now?" Joseph asked breaking the awkward silence between them both.
Rose gave a small smile and nodded, sniffing.
"You shouldn't ever let yourself get that upset. You're too nice,"
Rose scoffed. "You don't even know me,"
Joseph shrugged. "I can tell these things,"
"Oh," Rose said.
She was beginning to think this was a mistake agreeing to go with him. She didn't know him, and it was clear it was an awkward situation for both of them. She wasn't likely to open up to him with all her problems. Why would she put that on someone, when it was none of their business?
Joseph didn't pursue the conversation. He was a clever man, if she wanted to talk she would. He wouldn't push her into talking to him because that would never work. Instead he picked up his cup of tea and took a big gulp.
"How were you there?" Rose questioned.
"Huh?"
"Well you said you had to go on your way, but then you were there to pick me up,"
"I was on my way home. I didn't think we would bump into each other again." Joseph explained.
"That makes sense," Rose said.
"Yeah don't worry I wasn't stalking you," He laughed.
"Won't somebody be wondering where you are?"
"No, I'm widowed. My wife and I never had the chance to have children,"
"Oh I'm sorry," Rose said feeling bad.
"Don't worry about it. What about you surely you have a family to go home to,"
Rose's face dropped. "My husband will still be at work I imagine," She said sadly.
"Have I hit a raw nerve?" Joseph asked.
Rose felt this sudden urge to tell him everything. It built up from her stomach up to her throat before she blew it out. "Me and my husband have done nothing but argue for the past few weeks and we barely even talk to each other anymore without it turning into another argument. Then today I found out he kissed someone who is supposed to be my friend!" Rose burst out putting her head in her arms.
Joseph reached out and patted her shoulder gently. "I can't say much about that Rose, but no man should ever cheat on his wife."
"You don't say," She replied.
It was then she realised how much of a fool she was been, what was she still doing here moping about it? She picked up her coat and threw it on.
"I have to go," She said.
"Oh really, well can I possibly see you again sometime?" He asked carefully.
Rose paused before nodding. "Thank you for the tea," she said and ran out of the door.
000
Jack was just putting the finishing touches to the table. He was cooking Rose and meal and hopefully they could talk about their problems and sort it out. He knew it would take a while, but maybe they could get back to normal.
He lit the candles on the table and smiled. He could hear the door knob turning and his heart began to beat.
Rose walked through the door, and stopped. She stared at the table her arms dropping.
Jack gave a small smile. "Hello Rose, I thought you know we could have some dinner and talk,"
Rose didn't say anything. She walked to the table; she paused before lifting her arm and sweeping all the items off the table in anger. Plates smashed to the floor, the flowers spilled and Jack stared shocked at his perfect table remnants on the floor.
"Rose," Jack simply said. Too shocked to say anything else.
"Don't you dare! Don't you dare Jack Dawson! You think you can win your way round by cooking a dinner and we talk! Like everything is going to be ok!"Rose screamed.
"Rose, I want to sort this out because I love you! Why won't you cooperate a little?"
"Because I know what you did!" She paused. "Ester Jack, Ester," Rose said tears welling up in her eyes.
Jack put his hands over his mouth. "Rose you gotta believe me. It meant nothing. I was angry, I was confused..." Jack tried to explain.
"Oh save it Jack," Rose said and she walked into the bedroom.
"Rose, Rose please listen to me," Jack pleaded following her, but the door was slammed in his face.
He sighed staring at the blank door. He put his head against it before slipping down and sitting on the floor.
Rose bit her lip; she wandered to the window and stared out into the night sky. Silent tears rolled down her cheek.
"I don't want to be sad anymore," She whispered to herself. She stood up onto the window sill and fiddled with the latch, flinging the window open. The breeze rushed through the room making Rose shiver. She shuffled to the edge hanging on tight.
"I'm flying Jack!"
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Leah