Chapter Six
"Dear beloved" the priest began "We are gather here today to join this man and this woman in marriage."
He went on and on. Talked about the importance of marriage and some other stuff Rose didn't understand. She just wanted it to end. She couldn't even bare to stand next to Cal.
"So… We reached to the most important part of the ceremony… Who's the first? How about you, young lady? Yes. Well… Do you, Rose Dewitt-Bukater, take Caledon Hockley as your husband to love and honor, in good and bad, till death trough you apart?"
What to say? It was better to end the suffer… She had to say yes, though it killed her.
"I…" she began, but was cut by the priest.
"Oh… How stupid I am. Sorry, miss. Hold on to that felling for a bit longer, would you. I didn't ask and I should have: does anyone here know a reason for this man and this woman not to be together?"
"I don't think no one here would…" Ruth said, but someone interrupted her.
"Does the groom being a jackass count as a reason?" a man asked.
All Rose could do was to stare at her feet. That voice… Could it really was? No… it was her mind playing tricks on her once again. But the priest had heard him too.
"Excuse, me. We are in the middle of a wedding here, you see?"
"Yeah, I'm aware of that."
"What's your name, Mr?"
"My name… What a good question. Well, I think most of the people here know me as John Doyle."
So this was the famous artist, Kelly's brother. What a great way of showing up! Thought Rose.
"So I must assume that's not your real name, is it?"
"No it's not. My real name is Dawson. Jack Dawson. Pleased to meet you, sir."
His voice was happy, as if he was enjoying the confusion. Cal looked angrily at him, and Ruth whispered something that sounded like "But he's supposed to be dead!"
After a couple of seconds, Cal returned to reality and said:
"Well… glad to see that you are fine, but you are not welcome any more. How did you get in, anyway?"
"I believe your wife to be invited me… You can control her forever, you know?"
"Really?" she said, we he watched Rose. "How wonderful. Now, if you excuse us, we have a wedding to end. Father, if you will."
The priest was very confused, but Cal looked angrily at him and he re asked Rose the question while Cal and Jack yelled at each other.
"Dawson, you are in the middle of the aisle. Would you mind leaving? You are not welcome anymore."
"I'm not leaving! Not until she says I do, or, most likely, I don't."
"Miss… We need an answer here" the priest almost begged.