Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters associated with the film "Titanic". The only thing I do own is the plot.
Chapter Three
The morning sunlight streamed into the darkened room. Rose groaned and began to wish the light away. How was she to mourn with such a happy glow filling her sanctuary. Could the heavens not grant her one wish? Could she not welcome the darkness and stew in her grief? Was this too much to ask for?
She sat up slowly, her back coming to a rest against her pillow. She squinted her eyes, trying to adjust to the light. She frowned as she realized that she had come to see another day while Jack had not.
Jack.
Tears began to form in her eyes as she thought of him. Oh how she had loved him. She'd been willing to give up everything for him. She would have left her family and given up her father's name for him. They had planned to leave together the moment the Titanic reached New York. It would be difficult, but they'd make a life for themselves and be together forever. She had thought that everything would work out in time. She had thought that her mother and Cal would accept it all and wish them well.
She was a fool. How could she have been so stupid? Had she not told herself time and time again that dreams did not come true? How could she have let herself believe that she would get her happy ending? She was to marry Caledon Hockley and have his children. She was to have his heirs. That was all she had to do. After that, she could live a comfortable life, raising them to be the future of Hockley Steel and step aside once they reached an age where their father and grandfather would take over.
It was all so simple and she had ruined everything. Why? Why had she? If it wasn't for her selfish ways Jack would be alive right now. She'd ruined his life. It was her fault he was dead. It was all her fault.
The tears were blinding her vision and caused her to stumble out of bed and fall to the floor. She welcomed the pain. She wished for it. She wished for death. She did not deserve to live while Jack didn't. She did not deserve to breathe when Jack couldn't. She begged the heavens to take her then and there. She screamed for them to take her life. She cried for them to end it all right now.
Jack.
He pushed his way into her clouded mind. She had promised him she would live. She had promised him she would do everything they had planned to. She had made a promised to the love of her life and here she was breaking it. How dare she? How dare she! This promise was the only thing that had kept her going. It was the only reason she had plunged into the icy waters of the Atlantic. It was the only reason she had pried a whistle out of a dead man's frozen lips and blown into it with what could have been her last few breaths. That promise was the only reason she had let herself be put into that lifeboat and taken to the Carpathia.
How could she just forget it now? No, she could not forget. She would not forget.
Jack.
She would do it all for him. She would do everything for him. Every breath she took, every place she went, every sight she saw, it would all be for him.
It would all be for Jack.