Chapter six
There is probably heaps of bad grammer throughtout. I'm sorry, But I'm really busy, and I figure a messy story is better than no story at all.
Where is it?
Jack woke to someone bouncing on his bed. "can I see him! Can I see him!" it was Cora, Jack smiled, he gave her a hug, "when mums awake, she needs her rest you know." He was in one of Cal's many guest rooms, having to have stayed the night.
Rose had been exhausted after the birth, and she had lost a fair bit of blood, the doctor had assured her she'd be fine, "just needs plenty of rest," were his exact words, "then she'll be good as before."
There was a knock at the door and a timid voice asked, "may I come in." "um.sure. sure." Jack said quickly. To his surprise Cal's wife, Prudence walked in. "I trust you slept well," she said, as equally nervous as jack was, all jack could do was nod. "the maids, there severing breakfast now, so I thought I'd show you down myself."
As jack followed her, he couldn't help but ask questions. "Rose, is she awake?" "still sleeping," replied Prudence, "as is young Cody, I think she'll be asleep well into the day." When they reached the huge dinning room, Jack came face to face with Cal.
He was at the head of the table, Prudence sat to his right, Jack put Cora to his left, and then himself next to Cora. A maid came around, offering an assortment of food, Jack quickly chose.
Prudence began to talk nervously, trying to engage one of them in conversation. Cal grunted now and again, and jack nodded politely, but neither of the two men were listening. Cal keep his eyes on jack throughout breakfast, and it was only when Cora left with a maid that the silence was broken.
"For heavens sake Cal, what is going on!" it was prudence. Both Cal and Jack turned to gasp at her, her face was red and she looked like she was going to burst into tears.
"what's going on?" Prudence repeated angrily, jack sensed that this was her first outburst ever in front of her husband, by the look on Cal's face. "Jack knows what he did," he said smugly. "I did nothing wrong!" Jack couldn't help himself, he knew Cal wanted to throw him out, and he was pushing his luck, but he just couldn't help himself. Neither her nor Rose were wrong, It was Cal who was wrong.
"I know you have it!" Cal jumped to his feet, overturning the table so that china smashed everywhere. "I know you do! It's mine! Give it to me, you, you gutter rat!" Prudence gave a still scream, and clutched her heart as if she might die. Jack backed away hastily, as Cal rushed at him.
Rose woke to a horrible crashing sound with a start. She looked around wildly, in the corner was Cody, fast asleep, but no one else was in the room. She felt tired, like lead, but still she struggled out of bed, almost falling over, and rushed down the hall and towards the sound as fast as her aching head would allow.
A table was overturned in the dining room, china smashed all around it, chairs thrown aside. In the corner was Prudence, screaming loudly "to stop it" and just in front of her was Cal and Jack.
Cal had Jack pinned against the wall, screaming at him, Jack kicked him in the gut, throwing him to the floor before he punched hard in the face, no one seemed to have noticed her.
"stop it!" he shout startled them, Cal looked at her, eyes flashing in anger, he made to come at her, but Jack lunged at him, pulling him back.
"What's going on?" she gasped in horror. "where is it?" Cal's face was red with rage, "the heart of the ocean, where is it!" jack was struggling to keep hold him.
Rose knew this was all her fault, if only she hadn't mentioned it, if only she hadn't run into Cal, if only the baby hadn't come so soon, but "if only'" wasn't going to change the situation.
"Rose, go rest!" Jack shouted, "I'll pack our things, just rest for a while, I'll sort this out-,"
"I don't have it."
Silence suddenly cut through the room.
"what?" Cal said it so quietly, but rose knew he was still in s rage.
"I don't have it," she said breathlessly, before quickly adding, "I threw it, it back where it belonged, where it should have gone, I, I don't have it."
Jack had actually let go of Cal in shock, though thankfully, Cal hadn't seemed to have noticed. Rose had never told Jack that had gotten rid of it, at first she had wanted to sell it, then keep it, but after a while she just wanted to get rid of it. She had told this to jack, but every time she had wanted to throw it away, she had never gone through with it.
Except for the last time, but Jack didn't know about that time, she had kept it to herself, and he was never one to pry.
"where," Cal's voice was hoarse, but he seemed strangely calm. "the Atlantic."
Rather than explode, Cal buried his face in his hands, lost for words, Jack however, realised what the Atlantic meant. On there travels back from France, they had crossed near where the titanic went down, and that, Rose had felt, was where it really belonged.