As both Rose and Jack pulled out of their kiss, Susie grinned happily and gave Jack a big welcoming hug.
"You guys are cute together," she said, innocently.
"Why thankyou, dearie," said Jack, who had found a new Cora.
That reminded him... had Cora even lived? He didn't see her at all since the day before the ship sank, and he never saw her on a lifeboat or on the Carpathia. Maybe she died before he had a chance to say goodbye. The thought saddened him as he hugged Susie, for she was now the only little girl who treated him as family. Susie, like Cora, was like a neice to him. If he lost her, he would most definitely be devistated.
"Cora..." he moped.
"What's that?" Rose asked, remembering that she had met a little girl by the name of Cora. She remembered her being a cute, little Irish girl--maybe around seven years of age, maybe less. Her long locks of brown hair were stuck in her memory.
"I think she died," Jack replied, shaking his head.
"You didn't see her on the you-know-what?"
Rose wanted to say the Carpathia, but then she also wanted to keep her secret of having been on the Titanic. She thought she was over that fact, but in everyday moments like the one happening, she was constantly being reminded of such events. It made her feel awful to think that such truama had to happen, especially to herself.
"No, I didn't," he said, not wanting to cry in front of about twenty people from his town.
"Oh Jack, let's get inside and talk, ok?" she said, not knowing what to do since she had barely known the poor little thing, Cora.
Without any objections, each of them gave Susie a pat on the head, and the two of them went back into the home. Jack just stood there, staring at the wall, without any feeling at all. Rose just looked at him, trying not to blame herself for not going for Cora, too, in order to save her life.
"I'm so sorry, Jack... if I had known she wasn't going to be safe--" said, Rose, being cut off by Jack.
"It's not your fault, Rose," he said, now focusing on Rose. With all her empathy and her beauty, it was so hard to see her grieve over the loss of people she barely even knew. One would have thought that by looking at her, she would have been the most selfish brat known to mankind, but inside, she was an angel.
Rose just stood there, understanding why Jack was feeling this way, but still not knowing what to do about it. Then, she figured that she ought to say something. "Jack, I know how it feels to lose someone you care for. I lost my dad when I was sixteen, and he left my family in debt, which is why I almost had to marry Cal. It wasn't fair, Jack, and I know how you feel... like there's no way out, like the only way to see her again is by dying. But you know how I'd feel if you did something to yourself, if you never forgave yourself. You know exactly how I would feel."
Jack continued to look at her, still listening, but seeing what was happening to her. "You're right... but you're getting really pale," he said, now putting his hand on her heated cheek. "Come on, you're burning up, we need to get you to the hospital."
"No, I don't even know what's going on!" she shouted, feeling anxious about what seemed to have been happening to her. Suddenly, she felt something happening in her abdomen. Maybe she really was sick, or maybe it was the baby. "Ok, we're going to the hospital."
The couple then ran out of the house, seeing that nothing else was there except for Rose's automobile. Jack shook his head, and the two of them both got into the car, and sped off into the road.
A/N I'm sorry this chapter was so short, but I am starting to experience writer's block. Thankfully, though, I have the whole story planned out in my head. I can only give you one spoiler: you will meet a bad man. I'd also like to get more reviews so that I can keep writing this story. Come on, you know you want to. I'm only going up to chapter fifteen, so I suggest you review now while the story is still on the front page. If you review me, I'll be sure to review you back, so it's a good deal. Go ahead, and have fun. Thankyou and goodnight!