This is a Rose chapter only. I can't find much to do for Jack in this chapter.
Rose...
"Well, I guess that could be Jack..." Rose said to herself quietly. "But I cannot meet him on this ship, not with that evil Hockley running around... but wait--maybe I could move out to Santa Monica! He would be able to find me there. Yeah, that's a good idea."
"Excuse me miss," said a deep, arrogant voice coming from behind her. "But why are you talking to yourself?"
"Oh shut up, I just had a brilliant idea come to mind, and now I have you up in my--" Rose shot around to the man, but he was definitely the last person Rose ever wanted to see on the ship. "--AHH! Oh no, it cannot be you. Not at this moment, no. You wretched son of a bitch, Hockley."
"My, oh my, what a feisty girl you are. Just how I like them," Caledon Hockley sneered, raising his eyebrow at Rose in a provacative manner. "So, I was just coming over here to tell you that I still love you, but I do understand that you do not want to be with me right now..." Rose saw a small tear drop down from her ex-fiancée's face, which got her to pity him. "...But I did see a man you would probably like to see on this ship, but I did prevent him from even thinking about seeing you again. Just so that you can be with me."
Rose's eyes widened at the fact that Jack Dawson was obviously on the same ship as her, but also at the fact that Cal would try to prevent him from seeing her. "I don't mean to repeat myself but--you unimaginable bastard," Rose said, shaking her head in disgust, "don't you understand that I never want to see you again? Don't you understand that your manipulation is causing so many lives to be ruined? Don't you understand that you are a dirty, rotten idiot who should not have gone on one of those lifeboats? You are a horrible person, Caledon Hockley."
"But miss, I can assure you--I will change!"
"No, you will never change," Rose shouted, feeling hot tears runnning down her cheeks. "You will never change. You will always be the same, and eventually, when you will lose all your money just as I did--I predict that you will hold a pistol to your mouth, and you will die. You'd never survive just as much as I have, and you will always be the same. I will lecture you on and on, and I will like to tell you something about the ship."
Rose shook her head again, and began to tell the tale that had happened back on the Titanic.
"The moment you took me on the ship, I felt as though I was a slave locked in chains. I looked so proper, though, but on the inside--I'll tell you this now--I was screaming. There was no way out for me, especially when I was facing all thoughts banquets, all those cotillians, all those awful parties... I hope you understand what I'm saying, but I know you do not. So, anyway, one night--the night you invited Jack to dinner--I had gotten so angry and and I felt so lifeless that I ran to the back of the ship and nearly attempted to kill myself. I did it because I was tired of who? You. I was sick of you. However, if it wasn't for Jack Dawson, I would not be alive to tell you this. The reason why I tripped, now, was my fault. I should not have worn high heels on those railings. So, once he got me back on the ship, I realized something--I loved him.
"I loved him more than you ever loved me. I never loved you, for he was the only man who had trully existed in my life, and I was grateful for that. Then the moment you came, I was absolutely disgusted in your reaction. He would have never taken me and he would have never thrown me overboard. Now, I was very glad that you invited him to dinner, because if it wasn't for that, I would have never seen him again. We did not have any fun at that rich-people party, but we did have fun at the one afterwords. He took me to his section of the boat, and he brought me to a wonderful party down in their hall. We danced, and he held me close. It was a wonderful time, and it was the first experience with a man who I actually loved.
"That same night, we wished upon a star, and guess what I wished? Oh, I wished to have him, alright. He was the one thing I knew I could never have, aside from all my dreams which you shunned. He accepted me, and I knew he loved me. I could tell. And the day afterwards, he found me again. He convinced me to stay with him, and I convinced myself that too, because I could not stand being with you any longer--being such a wonderful, proper little woman. So, we went to the front of the ship, and he taught me how to fly. I was nervous the whole time, but I trusted him, more than I could ever trust you. That night was our first kiss--my first real kiss. We stood there for a matter of seconds, and that night on April the 14th, I took him to my room, and we decided to have me drawn.
"I was the one who chose to be painted in the nude, and believe me, it was the most erotic time of my life. My heart was pounding the whole time. I did not think of you the whole time when I was being drawn, which would be a horrible thought, really. You and I never got to experience what him and I did that night, and believe me, I'm about to get up to that point. So, later, we had to run away from your wretched crone, Mr. Lovejoy. So, we kept on running and running until we went into the luggage compartment. There, we made love, something I never wanted to experience with you. Now, that was even more erotic than ever before. I loved him to the point of no return, and not even you can stop me from loving him.
"So, we went upstairs and we went outside on the ship. There we kissed and danced around, and I was happy for once in my life. Then, we saw the iceberg. It came right by us, and we did not think it was anything, but then we heard officers talking and we realized it was bad. So, when we went down to our room, we found you. Your assistant, Mr. Lovejoy, slipped the Heart of the Ocean into Jack's pocket, and I knew it the whole time. And then, with all your gratitude for finding me, you slapped me, and it hurt me. I understood why you would do something like that, but it still hurt me physically. So, when you took me to the grand staircase, I was even more miserable, because I found out that the Titanic would be sinking, and then Jack was still down in his... cell... and you wanted to get me on a boat! Well, I'm glad I didn't. I really am, because I saved a life that night.
"So, almost an hour later, after I had jumped from the lifeboat and after you tried to shoot the love of my life, we found Mr. Andrews in the dining room, and he looke petrified. I hugged him, and I wanted to hug him more than I ever did you, and I said my goodbyes. That was the last time I saw him. What a kind man he was, and he was much kinder than you were. So anyway, Jack and I continued to run upstairs, and we found that the boats were all gone. So, we ran all the way to the back of the ship, and we climbed onto the railing where we first met, and we held on. He saved my life by telling me to take a deep breath, and I'm glad he did such a thing. He brought me to a raft, and he told me to move on with my life. He kissed my hand and he fell asleep, as did I. When I woke up, the lifeboat was there, and I tried to wake him up, but he didn't. I though he was dead. And so, I swam over and blew a whistle. And I was saved, thanks to Jack's word.
"Now, to think that you would tell me that I am dead is absurd," Rose finished, glaring at Cal. "We will meet again, and I will not be with you this time. You--" Rose threw her ring into the ocean. "--will never be mine. I hate you, Caledon Hockley. Goodbye."
Rose left the scene with Cal, as he tried to collect himself from the story. Maybe he was such a bad man afterall. He knew something for sure, though--he would never change. Ever. And even if he had to change for Rose, he would never do it. Money and Rose were all he had ever cared about, but he knew he loved money a lot more.
Rose, meanwhile, fell to the ground again, and felt as though there was no way out of her grief. She cried and cried, and cried some more, until and officer had to pull her up and take her inside. "I love you Jack," she whispered out to where the people stood, and began to help calm herself down inside.