There are so many of you guys that are much better writers than myself, and it kind of half makes me jealous, but then I think 'Hey I'm still pretty freakin' good' so I'm not all jealous. Anyways this kind of popped into my head last night, and I decided to leave sleep and write most of it down. Well here you go! Tell me what you think alright? Two more to go!
And just so we are clear as mud: They are in New York, with absolutely no money, no plans, and they have no means to travel anywhere. Just so you guys know! :D
Disclaimer: I own nothing; all things to their rightful owners!
Jack's POV:
"Rose!" The cry was shrill and came from behind us. I recognized that voice. I knew not from where, but I knew that one some level it was lodged in my memories. Rose spun around, and I noticed her eyes grew wide. I turned to see exactly what had caused such a reaction.
Ruth DeWitt Bukater was shoving through the crowd trying desperately to get to her daughter. Such a reaction was orthodox in Rose's situation.
"Mother?" Rose questioned quietly. Of course Ruth wasn't in hearing distance, but it didn't really matter at that particular moment. "Jack, We've got to get out of here. Now."
"Rose-"
She cut me off, "No Jack. We need to leave. She'll try to drag me back into that accursed life, and I just can't. I can't marry Cal knowing that you and I could have been together. I can't go to social gatherings where people look down on others because of their standing in society, Jack. I just can't." Tears glistened in her eyes, and I leaned down and pressed my lips to her forehead.
"I'm not going to make you Rose." I answered softly pulling her tightly against me. I smiled. "Let's go." I took her hand in mine and turned to begin fleeing.
Running down the street, pushing our way through the crowd only reminded me of the night I drew Rose. It reminded me of running rapidly through the ship away from Cal's manservant. I looked back at Rose's face, and I knew she was thinking the same thing as she clung to my hand.
"Rose!" Ruth called again chasing after us. "You cannot do this Rose! You just can't! Come back here Rose!"
Rose laughed and yelled back, " I can and I am! Goodbye Mother!" To me she said, "Don't stop okay? I've got to be sure that she's not following me."
"I don't want her to take you from me Rose; I won't stop running and fighting. I would never give you up without a fight," I answered.
She smiled the same smile that had me falling for her in the first place. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Jack."
I meant what I said. I would have ran to the ends of the Earth if she saw fit, and Cal nor Ruth would ever take her from me. Not in a million years would I allow someone to force her into anything.
*Two Months Later* (Tacky I know but whatever)
Still Jack's POV
"Congratulations Mr. Dawson. You've got the job," The man behind the large desk told me. My heart did flying leaps, just as it had the day Rose stood across from me and told me she'd be my wife until death do us part.
"Thank you, Sir," I said standing up and shaking his hand before turning and walking out.
I felt as though I could run home. I needed to tell Rose the good news. The house we owned wasn't much. In fact, It was very little. There were a measly two bedrooms, one bathroom, an alcove like living room, and a kitchen. It was the most we could afford with the two jobs I was already working; I had refused to let Rose take up a job. She was almost always sick now. In the mornings she would throw up, and her stomach would be queasy all day. We only guessed what that meant as Rose had not been able to see a doctor yet.
We put money aside to compose our own little nursery, and of course to go to the pier I promised Rose not so long ago that we'd visit. I walked through the door of the small house and instantly I heard Rose calling my name.
"I have some news. Would you come back here a moment?" She called.
"Of course," I walked back into our bedroom where she was pinning a picture that I had recently drawn on the wall.
"Jack, I saw a doctor today."
"And…?" I questioned, curious.
"I hope you got that job because We're having a baby!" She smiled and leaped at me, dropping the picture and pin on the floor.
I caught her in my arms and kissed her cheeks and lips. "We're having a baby?" Excitement boiled in my veins as she nodded her head, her red curls bouncing up and down. "We're Having a baby!" I shouted toward the heavens. I kissed her again and spun her happily around like they do in horrible romance books.
I laughed out of breath. "I'm going to be a dad. I can't believe this!"
Alright, so I didn't really know what to do, but oh well! I don't know where I'm taking this! Actually that's a lie! I so do, but only two chapters left! Let me know what you think! Thanks!