Chapter six-married in chains
"Where have you been?!" shouted Cal, as loudly as he could. He had found Rose around noon and promptly dragged her back "home." Rose sat stiffly on the chair; she had been hoping that she would never have been found, at least not by Cal or her Mother. But she had, and now she was going to pay. "Well answer me!" yelled Cal. Rose just stared back at him, with wide frightened eyes. Cal sighed, "Well, I think I know the answer already, Rose." He said quietly, he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out the picture. Rose actually gasped, she had hidden it so well! He must have turned her room upside down trying to find it. "well?" he said keeping his voice deadly quiet. "did you go and see him Rose?" she shook her head franticly, "no." she managed to squeak. Cal leaned right over her, his face close to hers. "you are my fiancée!" he whispered furiously, "and you will not make a fool of me Rose!" he stood there, forcing her to look in his cold eyes. "if you didn't see him then, where did you go?" Rose was so frightened she could hardly talk, but she decided to at least tell the truth, Cal could sense when she lied. "a pub." She said simply. Cal actually stood back. "a pub?" he said quietly, "a pub!" he was yelling now. Picture still in hand, he ripped into tiny shreds in front of Rose's face. "You will never leave this house again without me or your mother accompanyingyou, ever again!" he shouted. "Do you understand?" Rose nodded her head. "good." He said, suddenly smug. He turned and threw the last remaining bit of paper into the fire. Slowly Rose watched as the words "I love you rose" burned away into blackness.
As jack entered the bar he noticed it was more crowed than usual, looking round he spotted Mark. "Hey mark, what's going on here? He asked, glancing around. Before Mark could answer Sarah came running up to him. "jack!" she yelled happily. "jack guess what? A princess came here!" "what?" asked both jack and mark at exactly the same time, it was apparent that mark had no idea what was going on. Sarah smiled. "it was the princess like in your pictures." She grabbed Jacks book from out of his hands and opened it. "See?" she said, showing Jack one of his many pictures of Rose. "oh shit!" Jack couldn't help himself. He turned to mark. "rose was here last night!" Mark raised his eyebrows in surprise, "you serious? She must have been looking for you . . ." Jack turned quickly to Sarah. "Sarah, did you see where ros-the princess went?" Sarah nodded her head, "yes, see went outside, and then a man with black hair took her away." Once again Cal had Rose.
Two weeks slowly passed with nothing but thought of Rose. Jack looked for her everyday, but never once did he find her, or even see Lucy Bernard, who must have known where Rose was staying. Then one sunny day, something caught his eye . . . picking up a discarded newspaper, he gawped at what was front news. "Caledon Hockley and Fiancée Rose Dewitt Bukater wed." Rose stared up at him, just as beautiful as ever, but the smile she wore he knew was fake, rose might be smiling but her eyes showed just how miserable she was. Beside her stood Cal, showing her off like some grand item he had brought. Turning to page six, Jack quickly read the article.
Caledon Hockley the wealthiest man in Philadelphia will wed long time fiancée, Rose Dewitt Bukater today at 1: 30 pm in the St. John of god church . . .
The article went on to explain in more detail the spender of the occasion but Jack couldn't care less about that . . . somehow he just couldn't understand why rose was going through with it, his Rose was getting married-to Cal!
Rose stood and stared at herself in the mirror. She was dressed in the most beautiful wedding gown money could buy, covered in jewels and gold, the heart of the ocean weighing heavily on her neck. Her hair was tied up stylishly with a tiara on top. She looked like a princess, yet she felt like a prisoner. She didn't love Cal, she couldn't love Cal, even when she had tried. Yet here she was, being forced to marry him, but she couldn't, she couldn't! How could she do this to Jack, to herself? Jack was the only person in the world that she could ever love as a husband, she was going to die without him, she couldn't do this!
Suddenly the door opened, and the wedding march sounded. As much as rose wanted to run away, she felt her feet dragging her towards Cal. Every step seemed like an eternity, each breath of air she took in seemed to make breathing even harder. Her stomach felt sick and queasy, and the heart of the ocean seemed to be pulling her down.
Suddenly a loud voice erupted, breaking the silence. "ROSE!!!" rose didn't need anyone to tell her who that voice belonged to, who the person was who had come to save her-she heard that voice every night in her dreams. Without hesitation she spun around, and saw him. Jack. Running as fast as the stupid gown would allow her, she threw herself into Jacks arms, and he spun her round joyfully. "Jack, oh jack!" she sobbed in relief and happiness. "Oh jack I love you, I love you so much . . ." she hugged him tighter and closer than she had ever hugged any one before. "I love you too Rose." She heard Jacks muffled response. All round her she could hear yelling and whispering, and gasps of surprise, but she didn't care, all she wanted to do was stand there safe in Jack's warm and loving embrace. "no!" rough hands grabbed at her, trying to pull her away from the love of her life. "No! jack!" Rose fought Cal's strong grip desperately. "NO! your marrying me!" Cal lost it, he was pulling at her so hard he was bruising her arm. There where shouts of outrage and Rose heard one man yell, "now, really!" she felt Jack tense up, ready for a fight, but before either he or Cal could do anything, Rose spun around and spat hard into Cal's face. The room went deathly quiet, Cal staggered back, in shock that she would do that again, in public, in front of 1000 guests but Rose couldn't care. She was with Jack, and that meant happiness and freedom. She heard Jack snort with laughter behind her, after all, who had expected her to do that? The crowd was whispering in shock, but she heard at least one person laugh loudly-Molly Brown. "c'mon!" she yelled, almost laughing as she grabbed Jack's hand. The two ran through the church and it's shocked occupants, and out into the street.
People stared as they ran, one a beautiful princess, in jewels and a wedding gown, the other a poor boy dressed in simple clothes. Rose could hear Jack laughing behind her as they ran wildly without purpose, and she found that she was laughing too, so hard that stomach hurt. But nothing could spoil this moment, nothing could take away, the joy, happiness and freedom she felt.