The Next Morning:
Lovejoy and Victoria spent all of the night, talking, laughing, getting to know each other better, while in Lovejoy's room. It was now seven in the morning and Lovejoy was lying beside Victoria in the bed, warmly caressing her forehead.
"You know, I know more about you in the hours we've spent talking than I have before." Lovejoy said, smiling.
Victoria sat up and laughed as she lied closely in his arms.
"I know, it feels like we've known each other for years." Victoria said, smiling.
She looked at him and brushed his dark gray silky hair back from his face and smiled.
"I don't know how I can do it, but I'd like to be with you when the ship docks." Victoria said warmly. "I want us to be together, because I love you, Lovejoy."
Lovejoy looked at her with a touched look.
"I love you too, my dear." Lovejoy said before passionately kissing her.
It was an hour later, when Lovejoy and Victoria walked down the corridor. Lovejoy grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms and kissed her briefly but passionately.
"I have to go, but we'll see each other later?" Lovejoy said warmly.
Victoria nodded and smiled.
Lovejoy kissed her passionately and smiled as she slightly pulled away from him.
"I love you." She said, smiling.
"Love you more." Lovejoy said with a faint smile, while blushing.
Lovejoy watched as Victoria walked away before going to Cal's room. Cal had requested for Lovejoy to join him and Rose for breakfast, something that Lovejoy found odd, seeing as though during the entire time of the Titanic voyage, Lovejoy had never been around, sitting with Cal and Rose for breakfast, so this was particularly odd. As Lovejoy walked into Cal's room and to the back deck area of the room, he saw Cal and Rose sitting across from each other at a table that was covered with food and coffee. Cal looked up at Lovejoy with instant coldness and disgust, something Lovejoy found confusing and odd. Lovejoy walked to the table and raised an eyebrow at Cal.
"You requested I join you and Ms. Rose at breakfast, Mr. Hockley." Lovejoy said in a low voice.
Cal nodded while staring at Lovejoy coldly.
"Yes, sit down, Lovejoy." Cal said coldly.
Lovejoy slightly frowned with confusion at Cal and sat down in a chair beside Cal's at the table. Lovejoy was confused by the fact that Cal was continuously staring at him. It made Lovejoy feel uneasy. Cal picked up an empty coffee cup and handed it to Lovejoy.
"Coffee? Lovejoy?" Cal said in a slightly angry tone.
Lovejoy stared at Cal with slight confusion and slightly shook his head.
"No, no thank you, Mr. Hockley." Lovejoy said in a low voice. "I—I'm actually quite tired this morning, I didn't get much sleep last night, none at all to be factual about it."
Cal raised his eyebrow at Lovejoy and scoffed and shook his head briefly with a disgusted look at Lovejoy.
"Yes, I'm sure you didn't sleep a wink last night, Mr. Lovejoy." Cal said coldly.
Lovejoy frowned more at Cal with confusion.
"What the hell was going on here?" Lovejoy thought to himself.
Lovejoy looked at Rose as if trying to decipher from her what was wrong but she simply glanced at him once with a guilty yet frustrated look and then looked away. Lovejoy looked back at Cal and blinked repeatedly while frowning.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Hockley?" Lovejoy asked.
Cal took a sip of his coffee and then slammed the cup down on the table angrily.
"Yes, there is, LOVEJOY." Cal snapped angrily. "Lovejoy, not only did you lie to me about not being able to make dinner because you were sick, but when I tried to go to your room last night, it was locked and I knocked and knocked and you never answered and a housekeeper told me that you were INDEED in the room with some—some woman!"
Lovejoy looked at Cal with immediate guilt. Lovejoy looked down and briefly closed his eyes and sighed.
"Mr. Hockley, yes, I'm sorr—"
"No, no," Cal interrupted Lovejoy quickly, "don't apologize. I happened to catch you and the female accomplice you were hugging on and kissing on last night. Victoria Marie Brockton, I believe her name is."
Lovejoy quickly looked at Cal with alert eyes. Cal smirked briefly.
"She's a THIRD class passenger here on Titanic." Cal said proudly. "She's married to a wealthy but highly rude gentleman named Lester Darrings and while he's a first class passenger on the ship, he booked her as a third class passenger as she is the handmaid and servant to Lester and his mistress, Brittany."
Lovejoy stared at Cal with shock, complete and utter shock. He blinked twice at Cal.
"How do you know this?" Lovejoy said in a shocked tone.
Cal shrugged and smirked, feeling happy to have let Lovejoy know such information, Cal knew from Lovejoy's facial expression at that moment that Lovejoy knew nothing about this information about Victoria, so for Cal to have been the one to tell Lovejoy about it, satisfied Cal. Cal loved breaking up happiness amongst people, especially if that happiness would interfere with him and his needs.
"I just did a little digging," Cal said proudly with a smile. "I asked questions and found out information about your little Victoria."
Lovejoy looked down at the table with a frown, a deep frown, his face immediately turned pale white, he looked horrified. He shook his head slightly.
"It—it can't be," Lovejoy said in a low tone. "She—she—she told me she was—no, it can't be."
"Oh but it IS, Lovejoy." Cal said with a smile he was not trying in anyway to hide. "Go to room 327 and find out for yourself from Lester, he'll tell you."
Rose stared at Cal with coldness. She knew what he was doing and why he was doing it. She couldn't stand Cal, how he could stoop to such harshness to keep Lovejoy from being happy was beyond her. First Cal horrifically snapped at her for spending the night with Jack in third class at a third class party and now he was trying to ruin Lovejoy's chances at happiness and love. Rose knew Cal was indeed a monster. Lovejoy looked up at Cal with a frown, a frown of confusion and shock.
"She—she's married—in third class?" Lovejoy said in a shocked tone.
Cal nodded with an amused smirk.
Lovejoy looked down with a shocked and hurt expression. He didn't know what to think. This woman, this woman whom he considered incredible wasn't even who she said she was. He felt completely blindsided by this news, shocked and most of all heartbroken. Rose stared at him and could see the shock and hurt written all over his face, as he stared down at the table endlessly with a deep frown, as if he were in a daze.
"Are you alright Lovejoy?" Rose asked lightly.
Lovejoy didn't even respond to her as if he was deaf to her voice, he continued staring down at the table with a deep frown and a look of hurt. Rose gently touched his hand. She didn't like Lovejoy much, but still, she didn't want to see him look as heartbroken as he looked at that moment.
"Lovejoy?" Rose called again.
"LEAVE him alone, Rose." Cal warned coldly, as he stared at her.
Rose looked at Cal and rolled her eyes as she quickly took her hand away off of his. Lovejoy glanced at her briefly and tried to remove the shocked, hurt look from his face but couldn't. He nodded slightly.
"I'm fine, Ms. Rose." Lovejoy said in a low, tone.
Cal nodded and briefly smiled at Lovejoy.
"Good, I'm glad to hear it." Cal said coldly with a brief smile. "Now, Rose and I—"
"Mr. Hockley, may I take some time out to take to the air of the deck of the ship?" Lovejoy interrupted.
Cal frowned with slight anger.
"But Lovejoy, you already ARE on a deck filled with the outside air." Cal said coldly.
Lovejoy sighed and slightly rolled his eyes.
"I meant—I need to be alone for a brief moment, so can you give me that moment?" Lovejoy said in an almost frustrated tone.
Cal looked at Rose and saw Rose staring at her with bitterness. He couldn't show himself to be a total ass in front of Rose, so Cal nodded and looked back at Lovejoy.
"Sure, take the morning." Cal said in a cold, careless tone.
Lovejoy nodded quickly as he got up from the table, he could feel his emotions running through him like a rocket. He had to get away from Cal and Rose quickly before his emotions were fully expressed all over his face and through his actions.
"I'll be back later in the day." Lovejoy said quickly before turning and walking out the room.
As Lovejoy left the deck, Cal sat back in his chair, sighed, and smiled as he picked up a newspaper in front of him and began reading it. Rose stared at him with disgust. Cal was a cold hearted, unimaginable bastard and she knew it.