Titanic -The Heart Never Lies HL Griffiths

Treachery- Chapter Six

Rose

The taxi car door slammed, Cal had pinioned by the arm so I couldn't escape, and roughly pushed me in the middle of the seat with him by the door. And he'd slipped the gun in his pocket. "Now Rose, settle down "he said calmly. I wondered why he had changed tack and slipped back into his smarmy dapper facade, then I realised why...

"ROSE" a startled highbred voice exclaimed ""Oh my I cannot believe it" I look sideways at my mother, to my right; shock on her haughty face. "I thought you'd ... you'd... oh my goodness!" she said faltering; she looked as pristine as ever in her heavy furs and comfy warm elegant hat. Her hands flapped in mid air but she didn't touch me or hold me as a loving mother should.

Her dead daughter back from the icy water!

I looked at her with the eyes of a stranger. She fliched.

"Mother" I retorted icily. "You look a fright" she sobbed, and brought a hanky to her mouth and cried refined tears looking at me

"Yes mother" I squeezed her arm, and she turned her face to look at me "I am alive, but only thanks to Jack, he gave his life for mine" My voice broke as I thought of him. "I can never..."

Cal suddenly grabbed the side of my face and twisted it to look at him. "Cal, Please "I said softly. The car suddenly started its engine and started to go forwards. I gasped.

"Ruth "he announced, to my Mother his face smirking. His gaze still burning into my eyes. "Aren't we lucky the gutter rat helped restore our princess to us, we can go ahead after all?"

My mother stopped her weeping and replied "Yes, all is not lost we can proceed with all our plans"

Jack totally dismissed like a piece of garbage. Sobs welled up in my throat. At what price Jacks death and our fragile, tender new love?

""Mother, what plans?" I whispered, my eyes widening. Cal laughed into my face and prodded me hard with his elbow. I turned away so he could not see my grief in my face.

"Ha, sweet pea" he mocked, "Our wedding of course, we don't want anything to stop that do we" he purred silkily and patted the pocket of his suit where the gun was.

Was my mother so naive, could she not see through his lies. If I became Rose Dewitt Bukater Hockley I would disappear.

"Rose, they have you trapped, and that fire I love will burn out" I heard Jacks sweet voice.

"Rose will be ever so co-operative wont you baby?" Cal said, "She won't want events to take a nasty turn, not while I am here to protect you, she has even kept the necklace I gave her as a wedding gift safe too"

I whipped my head around to look into his coal black narrow eyes. I realised that he did loved me, but he was warped. I was a possession like that dammed necklace heavy in my pocket. The honesty and spirit and goodness of my Jack made this man a monster. Money or no money. Jacks riches were his heart and love that could not be brought.

Tears starting to fall down my face. I turned away and looked at the floor of the moving car.

"We understand each other, don't we Rose?" he demanded.

I slowly nodded my head. My mother patted my hand, "We'll live with Cal honey and then have the wedding as planned " Contently she sat back silent and relived. Cal still had a tight grip on my arm like a vice.

I felt like I was drowning, what I could do. I stared blankly ahead as we proceed to Cals father's town house in the posh New York suburbs.

Trapped, back to square one. Had Jacks death meant nothing and brought me to THIS? Maybe he wasn't dead, maybe he had survived, they hadn't found a body. God worked in strange ways.

Hope jumped in my guts. The warmth and determination I had found in Jacks arms and in our shared dreams awoke in me. Having been through hell with the death of Titanic and leaving behind the skin of the snake that had been that foul upper-class girl. I had learnt, evolved...

I would go on but not as Rose Hockley. I was Rose Dawson and I would get away, but how??