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After a little while, I felt completely drained. Despite the sleep I had gotten in the abandoned warehouse, I felt like I could sleep for years.
"Come on. You should probably lie down." Jack said leading me back down below decks.
"Right…yeah your right." I answered, too tired to focus.
Jack steered me down the corridors and I got dizzy trying to follow them all. Finally he pushed open a door and shoved me into my bunk. I heard him climb on his bed and the springs screeched. Soon I was out like a light.
My dreams seemed real, so vividly real I could have sworn I was awake. People were bustling about, screaming and running in any direction they could. I ran through the hallways screaming Jack's name. I heard him call my name and when I turned, a mob of people were dragging him away from me. He grasped my hand.
"Don't let go Marie. Don't ever let go." He said.
But I did. He was wrenched from my grasp and flailed out his arms wildly. I turned again and saw flames engulf the walls around me. I was trapped, and I couldn't breathe.
"Jack!" I screamed sitting up in my bed.
Jack climbed down from the top bunk and sat on my bunk.
"Are you ok? What happened?" He asked.
I was drenched in cold sweat. I was sucking in air rapidly, as if I would never breathe again. I was shivering like a madman, until his hand touched the side of my face.
"It's ok. I'm right here. I won't let anything happen to you." He said.
I put my arms around his waist and he put one arm around my waist and another around my head, pulling me close to him.
He drew out a glass of water and I drank it. After a few minutes I was calm, and I felt much better. The sweat disappeared and I stopped shivering.
"I'm ok now." I confirmed.
Jack smiled and helped me out of bed.
"You've had a rough week, come on I know what will take the load off your shoulders."
Jack took my arm and we went down several hallways. After a few turns I could hear Irish music playing in one of the rooms. I quickened my pace and we went into the room. It was like I remembered it from the Titanic. People were dancing and singing and arm wrestling.
Jack pulled me up on stage and started tapping with his shoes to the music. I kicked off my shoes and tapped in my bare feet, both of us laughing. The crowd was cheering us on while at the same time clapping to the music.
Soon after the song stopped, Jack plucked a few drinks from a table. I chugged it down in a matter of seconds.
"How are you feeling now?" He asked.
"I feel great!" I exclaimed.
We danced a bit more and then I took Jack back to the upper decks. We laid flat on our backs on some benches.
"This is what is was like on the Titanic, right before we met Rose." I said gazing at the stars.
"Don't mention that name to me." Jack said covering his ears.
"Ok…ok…" I scoffed.
I sat up and onto the railing on the ship. My feet dangled down over the water that was being churned by the engines. I leaned back and looked up at the stars again, thinking that Jack could have been up there, in the heavens looking down upon me. But instead his life was spared, and I would always be grateful.
A few rich men, from which country I'm not sure of, walked by.
"Oh look at those disgusting creatures. I wonder why they were allowed on this ship?" One man asked, almost as if he was trying to whisper.
"Excuse me? Have you looked in a mirror? We're the disgusting creatures yet you walk around like you're the most important thing in the world!" I shot turning around on the rail.
Jack had sat up and one of the rich men approached me.
"How dare you talk that way to us? We are at a higher level than you? Why can't you be more like us?"
"I would be more like you, but …" and I stopped in mid sentence not wanting to say what I had in mind.
"That's what I thought." The man said and turned to leave.
Jack yelled at the men;
"You can't talk to her like that!"
"I assure you sonny that we can."
Jack looked ready to throw a punch but I said;
"Fine…go back to your rich lives. But once things go wrong, and they will, you'll be the ones living out on the streets."
That set one of the men off and he went at me. Jack lunged at the man and missed and the man…
Pushed me off the railing.
A/N: Dundundun! Oh no a cliff hanger! Just so you know I don't hate guys. I only used rich men because things would have gotten a little confusing and weird. As a matter of fact, I have some good friends who are guys so nobody take this chapter personally.