Thank you readers for coming back! I'm glad I can write something that you enjoy! So here's the new chapter, I wrote this one rather quickly because I'm getting some great ideas for future chapters. Umm . . . quick note, this chapter is a little violent, so be warned.

Enjoy!

I have never truly felt loneliness until now. No one really knows what it is to be lonely and hopeless until they have been trapped in a cell for hours on end. I was hungry. I was cold. I was afraid. But worst of all I was so incredibly bored. There was literally nothing to do; I could feel myself slowly going crazy. I had no one to talk to, nothing to do, and no idea where I was or what was going to happen to me.

I had been sitting here, in my cell since Algaway paid me a visit this morning. I had a feeling he was watching me and waiting for me to break, even though I had no idea where he was or how he was doing it. I knew he wanted my cooperation and that I would eventually give it to him, but I didn't want to. I didn't want him to win. I would starve myself if I had to. But he couldn't win. If he won, then I would lose, I would surrender my very soul to him. I couldn't do that. I wouldn't.

So I sat there. Thinking to myself. I had decided that to minimize my boredom and my hunger I would try to think of ways to escape, or about the future, or Rose. I would think about anything. What I remembered from the Titanic, what had happened in my life before the Titanic. What would I do if I ever escaped from here. I thought about everything and anything.

Then, amongst all my thoughts, I remembered what Algaway had said as he had left me this morning. He had pointed up to the ceiling. I looked up again, and again I saw the black boxes. Maybe the boxes were some kind of new American way of watching people. I decided I might try something. If Algaway was watching, I might as well give him a show. After all, I had nothing better to do.

"So uh . . . if you're there Algaway . . . I have something to tell you." I waited, but heard nothing. Maybe it was just one-way. "I've been thinking and I wanted to say that I'm never going to give you what you want. Ha ha! Yah, that's it. You can starve me and keep me here for as long as you like, but uh . . . I'll never crack. You'll never break me. I'm unbreakable. And I've learned my lesson, never trust anyone." I figured if he was watching he would get pretty upset. He might even come down here to pay me a visit himself.

I decided to wait it out. After all, I had nothing better to do. While I was waiting of course, I thought. I thought about Rose, and my old friends, and the dreams we had. I thought about what I would be doing if I was still at home. With the thought of my old friends, I chuckled. Fabrizio. Ha! What a guy! We had gotten into so much trouble together.

I remember the time when we snuck into that club. Oh boy, did we get in trouble. They sure were beautiful girls though! I'd say the beating was worth it . . . I dunno if Fabrizio thought it was worth it though.

Finally I heard footsteps outside my door, breaking my concentration. I stood up and made up my mind that I would stand my ground. I couldn't be afraid of him. He could sense that. I had to be strong. He swung the door open and barged in. He looked incredibly upset. I guess I had gotten through to him. As he came into my room, he didn't stop at the doorway. He charged straight at me and thrust his arm towards me. He grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him, cutting off my air way. I reached my hands up and tried to pull off his strong grip. It was impossible though, I was too weak.

"How dare you challenge me!?" he screamed at my face. "How dare you defy me! I will make you pay for this! You will break!" Now I was starting to get a little scared. His eyes were cold and merciless I could tell he meant business. However, my rebellious spirit was not crushed yet. I still had the urge to fight him. So I did.

"Never!" I yelled back, and as I did I slugged him right in the gut. He backed off and crouched over holding his stomach. When he looked back up at me, his eyes were even more intense. They were enraged with hate and fury. He came at me and punched me in the face. I was not expecting it and fell backwards. He came at me again and hit me again, forcing me back against the wall.

When he came a third time, I was ready and dodged just as he came in for the hit. His hand impaled the wall and he cried out in pain. "Aaaugh!"

As he cradled his broken hand, I took another shot at him. A shot to the ribs. I hit him with all my might. And then when I saw him back away, I hit him again, only forcing him farther back. "You will never break me!" I cried as I ran towards him. But I was stopped by two large men who had rushed into the room and grabbed me. They grabbed me by my arms and held me back. Algaway was hurt, I could tell, but he wasn't done. And now that I was pinned, I was all his.

"You have made a very bad mistake Jack," he warned me.

I just looked at him and spat on his feet. "I'll never break!" I yelled out again.

That just seemed to make him more mad and he punched me in the gut, knocking the wind out of my lungs. I coughed for air, but he didn't allow me to breath in, for he punched me again in the same spot. I coughed again and gasped for air. The men who were holding me were cutting off my circulation. They squeezed my arms and held me up for Algaway. Algaway grabbed my head with his hand and pulled it towards his. "I am going to make you wish you were never born," he threatened, then he struck me across the face, knocking me out for good.

I woke up in a dark room. I was sitting on a chair and could feel my hands behind my back. I moved them around and felt that they had been hand cuffed. I looked around to try to make out my surroundings, but it was too dark to see anything. I racked my brain to remember what had happened that had got me here, and then I remembered. I chuckled softly to myself as I remembered how mad I had made Algaway. It probably wasn't often that he had people stand up to him. Well, there was always room for a first.

As I sat on my chair, twisting my hands around trying to slide them through the cuffs I heard the door open and a beam of light shot through from the outside. I was blinded and turned my head away from the bright light. I didn't see who it was that entered, but I only needed one guess.

"You will tell me the true story of what happened on the Titanic, or so help me I will make sure you suffer."

"That's no way to treat a guest," I shot back at him. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of getting through to me. Just because he had me tied up in a chair, didn't mean he had control over me. I'd like to see his worst. After all, it's not like I grew up in a nice neighborhood.

"Who is Rose?"

I was startled by the question. Why did he care who Rose was? How did he even know she was important to me? I had totally dismissed her when I told him my story. "What are you talking about? I already told you."

Suddenly there was a bright light in my face. The darkness was gone, but now I was blinded by the light. I couldn't see Algaway, but I knew he was there.

"Tell me the truth Jack!"

"I did! She's nobody! Just a girl I met!"

"You're lying!"

How did he know? Could he read my mind? I didn't know how to respond, but apparently he didn't like my silence and slapped me across the face.

"Tell me!"

"Why? Why do you care if she's anybody? She's just a pretty girl I met! That's it!"

"No more games Jack," he said with a low voice. The light was turned off suddenly and I was again surrounded by the darkness.

I heard him walk around behind me. He stopped right behind my chair and grabbed my hand cuffed hands. He unlocked them, but as soon as they were free they were being tied up again, only this time separately. I then felt them being pulled in opposite directions. The ropes must have been fastened to rings in the walls, for I was trapped standing straight up with my arms stretched out in opposite directions. I tried to pull them loose, but they were to strong. There was nothing I could do. I couldn't sit, I couldn't kneel. All I could do was stand there in the middle of the dark room with my arms stretched out and tied to opposite walls.

Then, the next thing I knew I was hit in the stomach. I bent over as much as I was allowed to recover from the blow, but I was struck again. I was defenseless. I couldn't bring my arms in to defend myself, leaving me wide open to Algaway's blows. He continued to beat me until he was satisfied with himself. I was a broken mess. I was bleeding and bruised. I was in horrific pain, but I couldn't give in. I couldn't.

"I will give you the night to think it over Jack," Algaway said calmly. "If you haven't come to your senses by then . . . you might as well be dead." And with that he left the room, leaving me alone.

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