Twilight/Titanic
Doomed
By Hannah Curbishley
Chapter 2- Boxed in
Carlisle Cullen was a first class doctor… he and his wife Tanya had been unable to have children so they adopted three brothers Emmett was sixteen, Jasper was eight and baby Edward was eighteen months old.. Carlisle wife Tanya had passed away a few months back.. And Carlisle was taking the boys to New York to start afresh.. But Carlisle may have been a first class doctor he and the boys were forced to stay in Third Class aboard the titanic.. Carlisle was third class by birth and on this ship.. Birth class meant everything…
"Daddy this ship is so big!" Jasper cried as he sat on his bed in the Cullen's cabin.
"I know Jazz." Carlisle said ruffling his hair.
"This sucks… we're first class.. And yet we're being forced to live in third class just because of our birth… you should complain Dad you're a first class Doctor!" Emmett complained. Carlisle sighed and picked up a crying Edward
"We're boxed in by class Em.. It doesn't matter what I do for a living… just try and put up with it… we'll be in New York soon and we'll start afresh." Carlisle said rocking his crying baby son to sleep.
"Fine… guess we don't have a choice… what's New York like? Have you ever been their?" Emmett asked sitting next to Jasper.
"No.. but I've heard it's the City of Dreams." Carlisle said placing a sleeping Edward in his crib.
"I miss Mummy." Jasper said with tears in his eyes. Tanya's death had hit all three of the boys hard. Carlisle picked Jasper up and placed him on his knee.
"Mummy loved you… it was just her time to go… but she's always here with you… in your heart." Carlisle said gently pointing to Jasper's heart. Jasper smiled.
"I'm hungry." Emmett said lying on his bed.
"I'll go and fetch us some food shall I?" Carlisle said getting up placing Jasper on his bed.
"Please?" Emmett asked.
"Of course… I need to check on my Doctor's office anyway… the ship is giving us this cabin free… as long as I'm a Doctor while on board." Carlisle said with a sigh.
"You always work Daddy… you need a break." Jasper said with a small smile.
"No rest for the Wicked Jazz. I'll be right back boys. Emmett your in charge." Carlisle said opening the door.
"Yes sir!" Emmett said laughing. Carlisle shut the door behind him and walked down the long third class corridor… what he saw wasn't new to him… people cramped together in such a small place… not enough food.. But they had each other and for some of them that was all they had…
Carlisle fetched some food for the boys and himself… their wasn't a lot but he didn't expect anything more from third class… he stopped off at his new office.. Examining the new room, it was neat and it would do him just fine… he locked the door behind him and walked back to his cabin to give his boys their food.
"You're back! You were gone ages! I'm starving!" Emmett called as Carlisle walked through the door. Carlisle placed the food on the bed and Emmett and Jasper picked between it. Carlisle fed Edward his bottle and held him close.. Carlisle had what Emmett and Jasper had left of the food… he wasn't a selfish man… he always put his boys before himself… even if it meant he was left with a few scraps of food at the end of the day….
Jasper and Edward fell asleep, Emmett was starting to fall asleep, Carlisle closed the cabin door and went up on deck… he sat watching the sea, the sky was a pitch black and the only noise that could be heard was the noise of the ship engine and the birds in the sky… probably flying away… something Carlisle wished he could do… he wished for a different life… a life where he and the boys had more food… better clothes… more money… and better house… but the classes boxed him in…. he was stuck in third class and their was nothing he could do about it… Carlisle lit a cigarette, it was a dirty habit one he knew he needed to kick but sometimes the cigarette was all he head to take him away…
"You mind if I nick a fag of you mate?" Carlisle looked up to see an man standing next to him
"Course." Carlisle gave him a cigarette, the man lit it.
"Cheers Mate." The man said in a thick Irish accent. Carlisle smiled
"I'm guessing by the accent your from Ireland?" Carlisle said with a smile before taking another puff of the cigarette.
"Born and bread in Ireland mate… this ship was built in Ireland you know… twenty thousand Irish men built this ship we're sitting on." The man said blowing out the smoke.
"You can tell… Beautiful Irish workman ship." Carlisle said with a smile.
"You ever been to Ireland?" The Man asked.
"Twice it was lovely." Carlisle said putting the cigarette out.
"You travelling on your own Mate?" The Man asked him.
"No I'm travelling with my three boys…" Carlisle said looking out at the sea.
"I'm on my own, I'll have to meet your boys tomorrow, you got a woman then?" The Man asked Carlisle winced a little.
"No she died… Murdered.." Carlisle said with a sigh.
"Shit I'm sorry mate… did they catch the bastard?" The Man asked dropping his cigarette on the floor and standing on it.
"No… the police are crap." Carlisle said with a sigh. The man laughed a little.
"What do you expect from the police? Unless you pay them they don't do shit!" Tony said with a smile making Carlisle laugh
"I'm Tommy Ryan and you are?" Tommy said offering Carlisle his hand Carlisle took it
"Carlisle Cullen… nice to meet you Tommy." Carlisle said with a smile.
"Pleasure to meet you Carlisle.. Right let's get inside before we freeze to death." Tommy said pulling his overcoat around him. Carlisle and Tommy walked back to their cabins, both men said goodnight to one another and entered their cabins.. A good nights rest was needed… but Carlisle still felt boxed in as he slept… and that feeling would never go away…
A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update! I'm going away for two weeks on the 2nd of August so no updates from then onwards... but I shall update once I return... and Sorry if the grammar and/or spelling are bad