Titanic- "Come What May"
Chapter 10
Rebecca wrapped her arms around Harold and the two stopped kissing.
"This is so strange," Rebecca murmured as she rested in his arms.
"But it feels so right, doesn't it?" Harold asked.
Rebecca nodded. "I want to be with you forever. I just don't even want to move from your arms," She said.
Harold smiled down at her. "I know," he replied.
"Do you think that there is any way we can be together?" Rebecca asked.
"You can runaway. When the ship docks, get off with me and we can runaway," he answered.
Rebecca thought about this for a moment. "But I couldn't possibly leave my sister. Especially now since she is engaged to that jerk George Morley," she said.
"Yes I heard that. Who is this George Morley fellow? I know Jim will not be too pleased when he finds out," Harold asked
"George was this old friend of Kelly's. They went to school together and George has had a crush on her for years. I guess Mother and Mrs. Morley were talking and now those two are engaged," Rebecca explained.
"Ah, I wonder if Jim has heard the news yet," Harold said.
"I have no idea. I suspect that Kelly is with George right now." Rebecca replied.
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Kelly went back to her room to lie down for a bit. I don't want to marry George. I do not love him. I've never loved him. I'm sure he has plenty of feelings for me, but those are feelings I am unable to return. There are no sparks between him and I. But with Jim... oh boy, those were more like fireworks! It's all so impossible, and it's over. I hope I didn't break Jim's heart too badly.
"Kelly Ann," Mother said as she barged into the room, "Tonight I want you on your absolute best behavior. And you and George must walk together, sit together, talk together. You are now a couple."
"Well, I don't see a ring." Kelly said sarcastically.
"Mr. Morley and George are going to buy it when we get to New York." Mother answered.
"Wonderful..." Kelly said unenthusiastically. "A rock to weigh me down more, so I can't possibly ever run away or have a moment of peace!"
"Kelly, you will behave yourself, and marry George. Whether you like it or not. And you'll forget all about that other boy you've been seeing, whoever he is."
"Yeah... sure, Ellen." Kelly said.
"I mean it. You are not to see him again." Mother said, and then she remembered what Kelly said, "You called me Ellen?"
"Well, I can't exactly call you 'mother' anymore, now can I?" Kelly stated.
Mother sighed, and left the room. her nose pointed high in the air, as usual.
Rebecca soon bid farewell to Harold for the afternoon and after sharing another passionate kiss she went to her state room. She saw Kelly on the sofa and sat down with her. "So... I am sorry about this whole engagement business," she said.
"Well, I did tell you I was stuck."
"Well you didn't tell me you were stuck with an engagement,"
"I didn't know how you'd react. And of course, I didn't expect you to spit again..." Kelly tried to suppress her laughter, "That was quite funny."
Rebecca giggled. "Yea it was, and Harold was sitting there with Captain Smith. He saw it!" she cried.
"Ha, now that must have looked rather attractive."
"Yes, he found it quite lovely,"
"I'll bet." Kelly said.
"He asked me to run away with him. But I told him that I can't. Not with you stuck in this arrangement," she replied.
"Thanks. You and him are so lucky. You two are still together." Kelly said sadly.
"Well...wait what? Since when were you and Jim not 'together'? Rebecca asked.
"Since I found out it was an impossible relationship in the first place!" Kelly snapped.
"Nothing is impossible!" Rebecca cried.
"I'm engaged!" Kelly cried.
"So am I!"
"Well, still. It's too late. It's just way too late now. It's over." She said.
"It's only over because you are being ridiculous. I am telling you Kelly, nothing is impossible! Run away if you must! But do not deny your heart the one person that makes you truly happy!" Rebecca said.
"I can take care of this all by myself. It's fine. You and Harold will have a fine life together, at least until Mother tears the lovely couple apart."
"Well, then I will fight her. I am not going to be torn from him because of mother and her rules." Rebecca replied.
"Good luck with that." Kelly said.
Rebecca smiled a fake smile. "I so appreciate your support."
Kelly was looking at the floor, "You're lucky, you know that."
"What do you mean? Because I have Harold?" Rebecca asked.
"No. You didn't screw up everything like I did."
"You didn't screw everything up.."
"Yes I did! I went out and slept with a man I hardly know."
"But you loved him?"
"Yes... yes, I did."
"And do you still love him?" Rebecca asked.
"I don't have to answer that."
"Hate to spoil your thoughts on the matter...but yes you do." Rebecca said.
"I don't know anymore." Kelly said, "I'm not sure."
"You just think you don't love him anymore, or you just think you can't love him anymore?"
"I can't! Don't you get that! I can't be in love with him! It's not possible! Just get those stupid fantasies out of your mind of a happy ending, because it's not going to happen, ever!" Kelly yelled.
Rebecca stood up. "You know what?! I'm sorry for trying to help you! You can mend things the way you want!" Rebecca screamed. Then she stood up and stormed off.
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"Jim!" Harold yelled as he walked towards him.
"Why must people keep yelling my name everyday, everywhere I go?" Jim said.
"People yell my name all the time too." Harold replied, "Especially the ladies."
Jim smiled slightly for only a second. "I take it your not still mad at me then."
"I wasn't mad at you in the first place. I was just tired this morning. It was after 3 in the morning. I didn't mean to snap at you like that this morning. It had just been quite a rough night."
"Alright." Jim said, "What do you want?"
"Well, I sort of have to tell you something." Harold stated slowly, "Something that may strike you as being quite unpleasant, and perhaps a bit unsettling. Now I warn you, don't get too angry-"
Jim grabbed Harold by the collar, "Just tell me what the bloody hell you're rambling on about!"
"Kelly's engaged." Harold said.
Jim let go of Harold's collar. "What!?"
"To some fellow named George Morley."
"I am going to strangle that goddamn piece of shit! I'm going to make him so sorry he ever stepped foot on this ship! I'm gonna-"
"Jim, calm down."
"How can I calm down, when some other man is going to marry her!?"
"Please do not get angry."
"Oh, I'm not angry... I'm livid! Utterly furious! I am beyond pissed!" Jim yelled angrily.
"It will be fine. We'll work everything out." Harold said.
"First she absolutely loves me, and then she sleeps with me, then she is mad at me and starts telling me that we've made a mistake and she can't see me anymore, and now she's going off and marrying some other guy! A guy who is hardly a man, but only a boy!"
"She didn't choose this!"
"But of course, She must have consented to this arrangement."
"No, she didn't. From what Rebecca knows, after I walked her back this morning, her mother was so mad at her, that she accepted the marriage arrangement she had been discussing with the Morleys yesterday without Kelly's knowledge. So this was all set up around her, and she feels she has no way out. You think she's mad at you and that she hates you, but it's the exact opposite. She loves you. Her world is falling apart because of her mother. This marriage isn't what she wants. She didn't choose this life."
"So... she still loves me?" Jim asked.
"Yes." Harold answered.
"And who might you both be speaking about?" Officer Murdoch said as he walked up behind them.
"Mr. Murdoch!" They both said in surprise.
"I asked you both a question. Who is this girl?"
"Some first class lady." Harold answered.
"And Jim, you slept with her?" Mr. Murdoch asked.
Jim froze for a moment. "I did."
"When?"
Jim looked down at the floor, "Last night."
"So, you slept with a passenger?"
"Yes, sir." Jim answered shamefully.
Murdoch sighed. "So that dress I saw, belonged to this young woman?"
"Yes, sir." Jim answered again.
"Are you aware of how much trouble you could be in?"
"Yes, sir."
"And are you sure this girl is worth risking your career and everything you've worked so hard for in your life!?" Murdoch yelled.
"Yes, sir!" Jim replied.
"Then go after her and get her back." Murdoch stated.
Jim looked at him for a moment, feeling quite confused. Then he nodded and smiled. "Thank you."
"I won't tell on you, since you're obviously blinded by love. But just don't get caught, please." Mr. Murdoch said.
"I promise." Jim said, and Mr. Murdoch left.
"So, are you going to try to win her back?" Harold asked.
"Damn right." He answered.
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"Kelly." Mother said coldly as she entered the room. "Time to dress for dinner." Then she looked around, "Where's Rebecca?" She asked worriedly.
"She'll be back. She just went out for some air. It gets a bit stuffy when you're around." Kelly explained and smiled, feeling satisfied with what she said.
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Rebecca walked down the deck and looked out at the sun as it was starting to set. She looked up towards the bridge and saw Harold and another officer talking. Then she heard the horn announcing dinner. She really did not want to have to go back in there with her sister, but she slowly began to make her way back to their state room.
She entered the room, "Good afternoon, Mother."
"Oh, hello, Rebecca." Mother said. She stilled seems a bit angry at her. "Time to dress for dinner."
Rebecca sighed and went into her room. There she saw Kelly, dressed already in a black dress with some beads and lace on it. Her maid, Annie, was just finishing up her make-up.
Rebecca stared at Kelly for a moment then she picked out a blue dress with black embroidery on it. Isabella helped her get dressed and then she put on a necklace while Isabella fashioned her long blonde hair onto the top of her head. Then she helped Rebecca put on some earrings. All in all the end result was breathtaking.
Then Rebecca got a small bag and walked out into the sitting room where mother and father were already dressed and ready to go. Rebecca did not say hello or anything to either one of her parents and she simply walked out of the room, walking behind mother and father and Kelly at a short distance behind her.
When they reached the dining saloon they were seated at a table that had the DeWitt Bukater's, Mr. Ismay, Mr. Andrews, Molly Brown, the Morley's, and a few other people. Including a young man who Rebecca swore she had never seen before.
Rebecca sat down in between Molly Brown and Thomas Andrews, mother and father sat near the Morley's and Mr. Ismay, and Kelly sat between George and Mr. Hockley.
"Hello, Kelly," George says cheerfully,
Kelly smiled slightly at him.
Mr. Hockley turned towards them, "Miss Hoffman, Mr. Morley, congratulations on your engagement."
"Thank you, Mr..." Kelly was unsure of his name.
"Mr. Hockley. But you may just call me Cal." He answered.
"Okay then, thank you, Cal."
George and Cal shook hands and began some odd conversation about politics. Kelly could care less about it. Not that she wasn't smart enough to understand every word they said, but she just wasn't interested in the conversation they were having. And, of course, she was in the middle of it.
"So tell us of the accommodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson," Mrs. DeWitt Bukater said loudly, "I hear they're quite good on this ship."
The young man who Kelly and Rebecca had never seen before answered, "Best I've seen, ma'am. Hardly any rats." He had a satisfied smile on his face. Everyone around the table laughed politely.
"Mr. Dawson is joining us from the third class. He was of some assistance to my fiancee last night." Cal stated.
Kelly wasn't listening much to the dinner conversation anymore. She was thinking. I love Jim... don't I? I thought I did. But it's wrong. It's impossible. It seems so wrong, but it feels so right. I'm not regretting what I did last night. I'm regretting that I couldn't stay with him, since that's really all I want. I want... no... I need to feel his arms around me. I need to hear his voice and I need to laugh again like I used to. Now the walls are closing in around me. I'm suffocating. I have less and less space, and my voice is getting too broken for me to scream. After all, Jim may very well have been my salvation, but now I've pushed him away. I get what I deserve.
Then Kelly forced her attention back to reality.
"And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you?" Mrs. DeWitt Bukater asked Jack.
"Well, yes ma'am, I do. I mean, I've got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen..." He took a bite from his bread and chewed as he spoke, "who I'm gonna meet... where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge, and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people."
Then the waiter came by with more champagne, "I'll take some more of that" he said, and then continued, "I figure life's a gift, and I don't intend on wastin' it. You never know that hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at ya. Oh, here ya go, Cal." he said and threw a pack of matches across the table to Cal, who was trying to light a cigarette. "To make each day count."
"Well said, Jack," Molly Brown said,
"To making it count," Rose said and raised her class.
Everybody followed, "To making it count."
Kelly noticed Cal was the last to raise his glass and put on a fake smile. He didn't seem to happy.
Kelly thought about what Jack had said, He lives a nice life. He's free to do what he wants. I suppose being wealthy comes with a price, and the cost is your freedom,. If he makes each day count, perhaps I can too...
Rebecca smiled at Mr. Dawson and then took a bite of her roll. He's quite right, she thought.
Soon dinner was over, the men left to go to the smoking except for George who stayed with Kelly. Rebecca watched as the Mr. Dawson fellow kissed Rose's hand before leaving. Rose looked in her hands at the note that he had left for her.
Rose stood up and left. Rebecca watched after her and then she stood up and left, Kelly and George followed her. When she got towards the clock Rebecca saw Rose and the Mr. Dawson fellow talking. Rose looked down at Rebecca as Rebecca was starting to walk up the stairs. "Rebecca would you like to go with us? You and Kelly? We're going to a party in the third class," Rose asked.
Rebecca thought about it for a moment, "I guess so," she replied.
Rose smiled and began to follow her friend. "Kelly, come on, Rose wants us to go with her to this party thing,"
Rebecca said as Kelly got closer. "Very well," Kelly said.
"Rose, you go ahead. I need to ask Harold if he can go with us." Rebecca said.
Rebecca, Kelly, and George went up to the bridge and found Harold about to get off of his shift. To Kelly's dismay, Jim was also there, speaking to Harold.
"Hello," Rebecca said. Harold turned around and smiled at her.
"Well, don't you look lovely tonight," he said. Rebecca blushed,
Kelly was standing partly behind George. She and Jim stared at each other for a few moments. She smiled slightly at him, and he smiled back.
Then George sent him an angry look, so Jim looked away.
"I just came from dinner. How would you like to go to this party? It's down in the third class. It sounds fun. This girl who I know asked if Kelly and I wanted to go with her. I don't want to go without you," Rebecca said.
Harold smiled at her, "Sure. I'll go, just as long as you dance with me," he said.
"Of course," she replied with a smile. Harold returned the smile, took her arm and then the two went downstairs to the steerage. When they all got down there, they sat down at tha table together with Rose, listening to the lively music and clapping along with it.
Rose was watching Mr. Dawson dance with a little girl with brown curly hair.
Rebecca went over to Kelly and smiled. "I'm sorry about earlier Kelly," she said. Harold looked at her, confused about what she meant.
Kelly looked up at her sister and returned the smile. "It's alright," she replied.
Rebecca and Harold sat down at the table and they had a glass of beer that was sitting there.
The music was loud and lively. People all around were dancing, drinking, and having a good time.
Kelly grabbed another glass of beer; it was only her second one that night. George, however, had had about at least three times that already.
George stood up and held out his hand towards Kelly. "Would you dance with me?" He asked
"Sure. But I don't know this dance." She said and stood up with him.
"Neither do I..." he replied.
He grabbed her right hand, and slipped his left hand around her waist, which made her a bit uncomfortable. He pulled her close to him... a bit too close.
Kelly reluctantly placed her hand on his shoulder. They looked at the people around them and tried to copy their movements. George accidentally stepped on Kelly's foot. "Ow!" She whispered in pain.
"Sorry." He replied. They went on dancing awkwardly.
"See what we miss by being in first class. We miss all this fun." Kelly stated.
Needless to say, after a few beers George definitely didn't have much rhythm or grace. He stepped on her feet a few more times before the song ended.
"Well... that was fun..." Kelly stated, even though it really wasn't much fun.
The next song came on, and once again they danced. The alcohol was definitely taking it's effect on George as he danced clumsily, bumping into people all around the room. Kelly tried to keep up with him, although George really was not a good dancer.
As the next song started and Rose stood to dance with her friend Harold stood up and held out his hand for Rebecca. "Alright, you promised me a dance," Harold said. Rebecca smiled and took his hand and the two began to dance.
Jim came down into the third class area, knowing that Harold was there with Rebecca, and also hoping Kelly was there. He saw Harold sitting down at a table with Rebecca. "Hey, Harry." he said as he sat down with them, "Have you seen Kelly?"
Rebecca spoke up, "I think she's dancing with George."
Jim felt a bit angry. "Oh, thank you." he said and left. He saw Kelly and George dancing.
"George, please slow down." Kelly said. But George kept dancing and laughing. He was definitely drunk. Kelly could smell the beer on his breath.
"Mind if I cut in?" She heard a voice say. Jim went in between the two of them, and replaced George.
"Hey!" George yelled angrily.
Jim and Kelly kept dancing, mainly because Jim wouldn't stop and let go of her. But, she had to admit, Jim was a much better dancer than George, and was much more sober.
"What are you doing here?" Kelly asked.
"I came to see you. We have to talk."
"We don't have to talk about anything. Now leave me alone."
"I can't leave you alone."Jim said.
"Why? Why can't you just go away? That way you won't get hurt as badly."
"I can't just leave you, because I love you."
"This isn't the right time to talk about this."
"There seems to never be a right time to talk about this!"
"I just can't be with you. It's utterly impossible, and it will never work out. I tried to stop you from getting hurt."
"Well, you failed at that, because you have hurt me." He said.
"You would have been hurt more if we'd continued this. You could have been fired."
"Is that what you worried about?" He asked.
"Yes, that and a few other things." She answered.
"Like what?"
"Like everything! My life, your life, other people's lives! It would have never worked."
"Hey, get your hands off of my fiancé!" George yelled at Jim.
"How about you back off for a minute and let me finish talking to her!" Jim yelled back.
"No! Go away! Nobody wants you here!"
Jim let go of Kelly. "I don't have to go away. I'm an officer on this ship and I can go wherever I please."
"I think," George said, as he pushed Jim, " you should leave now and go back to your stupid job and stop harassing people who are way better and more important than you."
Jim pushed George back. The George tried to punch Jim in the face, but missed as he ducked.
Kelly just stood there and watched this go on, "Stop! Jim! George! Both of you, just stop this right now!" They didn't stop, nor did they pay attention to her. Both men just continued throwing punches. People stopped dancing and watched the fighting. "Fine!" She yelled, "Then I'm not going to marry either one of you!"
Rebecca heard this, "Oh, please don't tell me that's Kelly yelling..." She got up, along with Harold to see what was happening at the other side of the room.
Jim punched George in the face, and in return George shoved him hard, sending him crashing into a table.
"Stop it! I'm not worth fighting over!" Kelly yelled.
"This isn't about you, Kel, "Jim said as he ducked George's fist, "This is about my dignity, and about me pounding this son of a bitch's face into a bloody pulp."
"Well, fine then!" Kelly yelled furiously, "I'll just-" she was interrupted when Jim pushed George, causing him to fall on Kelly. She, of course, couldn't hold him up, so they both fell to the floor.
Jim was shocked at himself, "Kelly... I'm so sorry..."
"Save it!" She yelled as she and George stood up.
Rebecca ran over towards Kelly, "Are you okay?" She asked softly.
"Yeah, I will be." She answered.
Harold stood behind Jim and was about to say something when he turned around, but instead Jim rushed by him, looking very pissed off.
Kelly and George stood there, as everyone else went back to drinking and partying. "What is wrong with you!?"
"He started it!" George yelled.
"He just pushed you, and then you went and tried to punch him! That was completely stupid and idiotic of you to do! Even if he did start it, you didn't have to continue it!"
"I was just looking out for you. You didn't want to talk to him. You didn't want him around. I was trying to make him go away,"
"Well, it worked. He's gone." Kelly said sadly and turned away from George.
He put his hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry. I just let my anger get the best of me."
"It's fine." She said.
"Let's get out of here." George said. He grabbed her hand and they left third class. They walked back to the Hoffman's room.
"Mother," Kelly greeted coldly. "George and I are going to talk for a few moments. Okay?"
"Oh, of course, dear." Mother said, trying to act warm and loving, "Go right ahead and talk."
They went into Kelly's room, and closed the door.
"George, this engagement thing is kind of awkward. I mean, I know we really don't get much of a choice, since my parents are absolutely adamant about this. But it's just... we're old friends. We've known each other since we were little kids. I feel like it's weird, since we used to be best friends. I still think of you as just a friend."
George just nodded.
"Kelly?" Mother said as she knocked on the door, and began to open it.
Kelly quickly pushed her lips against George's and kissed him. Her mother came in and saw this, "Oh, sorry to interrupt you two. I'll just leave you two alone. I just wanted to let you both know Mr. Hoffman is still in the smoking room, playing cards. And I'm going over to see Mrs. Morley for a while. When Rebecca comes back, let her know where we are."
Then Mother shut the door. Kelly stopped kissing George, the moment the door shut again.
"Wow. I've wanted to do that since I was seven years old." George said, looking surprised.
Kelly sighed. "Well, it got my mother to leave us alone."
"If only that officer would leave us alone." George mumbled.
"He won't leave us alone. I know I have to talk to him sooner or later."
"Why? Just forget him."
"I can't forget him. He's important to me. He was the first one I kissed. And he was also another first..."
George thought for a moment, "You lost your virginity to him?"
"Yes." Kelly said sadly, "Last night."
"I'll kill him!" George yelled.
"You already almost did. And also... I still love him."
"Then why won't you talk to him?"
"Because it will never work between him and I, especially now that you and I are engaged. It's impossible." Kelly explained.
"But, you love him, and you don't love me." George said.
"I do love you, just not in that way. I love you more like a friend. Not like a husband."
George stood only about two inches away from her, "But I've loved you since we were children." He put his hands on her hips.
"Uh... George..." Kelly felt kind of uncomfortable with George being so close to her.
"I loved you when you were gone. And now fate has brought us together again." He said, and then kissed Kelly. She tried to pull away, but it was hard to since he kept pressing his lips to hers.
"George, how many glasses of beer did you have?" Kelly said, because she could taste the alcohol, and he was acting like he was drunk.
"I don't know. I lost count." He explained.
"You lost count!?"
"Shut up." He said and pushed her onto the bed.
"George, you're scaring me. Perhaps you should go to your own room and sleep it off."
He pushed her down and started kissing her again on her own bed. She was frightened now, "George. Please stop." He was now on top of her, and he was trying to get her dress off. Kelly was practically frozen with fear. "Please, I beg you, let me get up." He pinned her down. "George," She tried to reason with him, "You're drunk. You're not thinking straight. You don't want to do anything you might regret."
He was drunk. So drunk he could hardly control himself, nor could he control his feelings.
"George, get off of me!" Kelly yelled, "No! Stop it!" He didn't stop. "I said no! I don't want this! George!"
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Mr. Lovejoy entered the first class smoking room, after he had just taken a peek down in third class to spy on Rose DeWitt Bukater and Jack Dawson. He went back to his employer, Caledon Hockley and told him what he'd seen.
Cal was talking to Benjamin Guggenheim, Albert Morley, and Thomas Hoffman. "I found her," Lovejoy said, "She was down in steerage... with him."
Cal replied, "She's down there with that... that filth?"
"Yes." Lovejoy replied. Then he looked over at Mr. Hoffman, "I believe I also saw your two daughters there too. One in the midst of a fight, and the other was sitting with some officer. And I'm sure I also saw young Mr. Morley down there, as well. He was also in the middle of a fight with some man."
Mr. Hoffman and Mr. Morley were just as shocked at this as Cal.
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After the fight with Jim and George Rebecca and Harold left. They went up to the deck and looked out at the stars. When no one was looking Harold stole a kiss. Then they went to his room because Rebecca was not ready to go back to her suite yet. When they were in his room they both sat down next to each other. They were both silent.
"Well... I had a nice time..." Rebecca said.
"Yea..." Harold agreed, feeling awkward, "I did too." "I hope Jim is going to be ok," Rebecca said, trying to make small talk.
"Oh, I'm sure he will be. He's tough." Harold said, "Although I think he is more emotional than I thought he was. I've never seen him as upset as I've seen him today."
"Well I think he's heartbroken over this thing with Kelly," Rebecca replied.
"She's been playing with his emotions."
"No she has not!" Rebecca said, trying to defend her sister.
"She is quite the heartbreaker. She will hardly even talk to him anymore. He thought she hated him because of something he did. he was afraid it was because they had sex." Harold stated.
"I still can't even imagine my little sister doing that."
Harold nodded, "Yea," he said.
"Anyway..." Rebecca said. She leaned forward and kissed Harold.
Harold was taken aback a first, but then he found himself deepening the kiss.
The two found themselves unable to pull apart and unwilling to pull apart. Rebecca felt Harold's hands reach around to pull her closer to him and she did not care. All she wanted was to get to that point in their relationship that would be the greatest step they could ever take.
They laid down on his bed, still refusing to let go of each other.
"Harold," She said as she pulled back for a moment, "I think we should... you know... uh..." Rebecca was stuttering, not sure how to say how she felt.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" Harold asked. "Just look what it did to Kelly and Jim's relationship."
"So? I could care less about Kelly and Jim's relationship right now. All I want to think about is you. All I want right now is you."
"And I just want you, but this might not be the best thing for us to do right now. This might not be the best time."
"It's the perfect time!" Rebecca cried.
Harold stared into Rebecca's eyes for a moment, seeing the sincerity in them. "This is really what you want?"
"Yes." She answered.
"I love you so much." He said while putting his hand on Rebecca's cheek. She smiled and kissed him again.
Harold deepened the kiss as they did before but this time Rebecca relaxed on her back on Harold's bed. Then they went on to take that final step, showing each other how much they really mean to the other. They made love and when it was all over Rebecca had a feeling inside her, a feeling she had never felt before. That feeling was love and completeness.
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"Damn you, George." Kelly said as she laid in bed shaking. George had left after he'd possibly taken the last bit of Kelly's dignity. She looked at the bruise on her arm from when he had to struggle to hold her down. She sobbed, He was drunk. Utterly drunk. The real George wouldn't have done this. He usually has some self control, and I know that. Damn it. How could he do this to me!? This time hurt more than the first time. This was only my second 'experience', but it hurt so much more. Probably because the whole time I was trying to fight him off. The first time was beautiful and special. Now, I suppose it's nothing more than a game. Damn George.
She pulled the blankets around herself and sobbed, somewhat quietly. Soon she feel asleep.
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Harold and Rebecca held each other and fell asleep for a while. They were with each other, and it didn't matter to them that they were in a small officer's room on a ship. They didn't care that it was against the rules of the world. They just wanted to be in each other's embrace, if only for a little while. Rebecca woke up, and moved closer to Harold, feeling his body heat. "Good morning, sweetheart." He said as he too woke up and kissed the top of her head.
"Good morning." She said softly and smiled.
Rebecca looked out the window and saw it was still dark out. "What time is it?" she asked. Harold looked over at the little pocket watch that was on his night stand.
"It's going on five thirty," he said. Rebecca's eyes went wide, "Oh my gosh!" she cried. She sat up and went running for her clothes that had been throw carelessly to the side.
Harold smiled at her and chuckled. "Sweetheart, this isn't exactly funny," Rebecca cried.
"No your right it isn't, just seeing you run about in such a tiny room is in fact funny," Harold said. Then he got dressed and helped Rebecca back into her damn corset. She attempted to make herself look presentable like the two had not been up to stuff, but she failed.
After the two shared one or two more quick, yet loving kisses she went tearing off for her state room and Harold left for his shift where he would come up with some lie for being so late. When Rebecca approached her door, she saw a faint light coming from the inside. This meant somebody was up.
Before she could attempt to turn right back around the door flew open and there was mother and father, eyes bulging, and they looked like they were about to loose it. Mother grabbed Rebecca's wrist and shoved her into the state room. This would not be pretty...
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Well... we hope this chapter is okay. And I really hope it's all in the right order. Most of the scenes were written out of order and then slipped in at the appropriate moment in the story. So I hope it's all okay. Now... George seems to have done a pretty bad thing... Just take some alcohol, some George, and mix it all together until you end up with one horny little devil. lol. Yea... sorry... stupid joke... Anyway, and we see Rebecca and Harold took another step in their relationship... oooh... haha. we made a few interesting jokes while writing that scene. hahaha. Thanks for reading chapter 10. (wow. ten chapters already! holy crap!) and chapter 11 will be done soon, we hope. Please review!