Chapter Seven
When the Carpathia docked in New York hundreds of people went to the port to receive the Titanic's survivors.
Jack was one of the last people to leave the ship. He didn't want to talk about the Titanic to anyone. Three days ago, when he was with Rose, he thought that winning that ticket was the best that could ever happened to him. Now, he wished he hadn't won that poker game. Not only it took him to the greatest heartbreak that anyone could have imagine, but it had also killed his best friend, Fabrizio. He sweared that if he ever went back to Europe he would apologize to his friend's mother. But he wasn't going to Europe. At least not for the time being. He would stay at New York for a couple of days and then "hit the horizon" to where he liked.
"Rose would have loved that", he thought, but then, he took it back. "No she wouldn't. She will marry Cal because she wants. She had the chance to leave him, but she stayed besides him. Stop thinking about her."
He realized that he didn't have a place for the night, and he couldn't afford it either. Yes, he had Rose's money, but he didn't want to use it. He remembered that there was a homeless shelter nearby and he decided to go there, but before she looked one last time to where the Carpathia was. In that moment he saw her. Cal was talking to the reporters and she was standing beside him, just looking around. Their eyes met. Her eyes trapped him, he couldn't move, but then she thought "She doesn't love you. You're hurting yourself. Move" . Slowly he turned around. In his mind he heard her screaming "No", but he didn't look back.
Meanwhile, Caledon Hockley was being harassed by reporters.
"Oh, yes. I'm very angry with the White Star Company. They will be soon hearing about my lawyers. I'm also planning to write a very strong letter to them."
Jack wanted to write a very strong letter to them, Rose thought. He had told her that when they heard Mr Andrews saying that the ship was sinking. Jack. Jack. Jack. Why couldn't she let go off him? She even saw him among the crowed.
"That can't be him" she thought, "he's dead. Dead" But why was he staring at her? Why didn't came any closer? Why was it so real?
Slowly, he turned around. "No" she whispered "No, please, no. COME BACK" she shouted, but he didn't turn back.
"What is it sweet pea?" Cal asked
"Rose, are you alright" she heard her mother, but she couldn't answer because everything went black before she could open her mouth.