What was going on? I had been in a room full of water, and then, Cal had saved me. I was sure of that. But what happened after that I was not really sure. But next thing I knew, I could feel the wind on my face, and I was opening my eyes to see Cal leaning over me. And then, a fist had come flying out of nowhere, smacking Cal clean across the face. Before I even had time to see who the attacker was, Cal was back on his feet and throwing his fist at them.
It took me several moments to acknowledge what was happening; my head was feeling extremely fuzzy, but I was eventually able to scramble to my feet. When I whipped round to see who had punched Cal, expecting to find some deluded stranger, instead I was surprised to come face to face with Jack. His hand was raised as if to strike again, but before he had time to move, I put out my arm to block him.
"Jack!" I practically screamed at him "What do you think you're doing?" And then a thought occurred to me, "And where's Freddie?"
As if to answer my last question, Freddie appeared from behind Jack, ducking out of his way and climbing up into my arms.
"You just stay away from her!" said Jack, angrily, ignoring my question, and looking at Cal.
Cal took a step towards Jack, but Jack remained still. In my weeks of knowing Cal, I knew this was a dangerous move.
"I'll have you know," said Cal, in a dangerously low voice "That I have just saved Scarlett's life. If it hadn't been for me..."
"If it hadn't been for you, Scarlett wouldn't haven't have got locked in that room in the first place!" shouted Jack.
Cal flinched, and I knew Jack has hit a raw nerve. At his sentence, everything came flooding back to me properly. About Lady Horsaw locking me in, her sly remarks about how I wouldn't keep Cal from her any longer.
I blinked in disbelief as I remembered, but then brought my attention back to the matter in hand.
"Look," I said, speaking up properly for the first time, "Let's all just calm down and..."
But I never got to finish my sentence, for, at that moment, the floor seemed to lurch from underneath us, and I found myself grabbing hold of Jack's sleeve to keep my balance. People were screaming.
"What the-" I said, before clapping a hand to my mouth. In my state of fuzziness, I had momentarily forgotten that the Titanic was currently sinking.
This fact seemed to have become clear again to Jack, for he took hold of my arm, tightly.
"We have to stay on this ship as long as possible, okay?"
Due to lack of anything else to do, I just nodded. Jack nodded too, and began to move away, pulling me with him. But then I felt someone else's hand on my other shoulder.
"Scarlett..." said Cal, almost pleadingly "Come with me. I can get you on a boat, I..." Cal trailed off, as Mr Lovejoy suddenly came bustling up. His presence must have even intrigued Jack, for he stopped pulling on my arm.
"Cal!" he exclaimed "Where have you been man? Don't you know this ship is sinking!"
To me, this was a completely different Mr Lovejoy to the ones I had witnessed over my time. He was not the jokey, laughing Mr Lovejoy who had bored me to sleep with his jokes, but nor was it the stern, stony faced Mr Lovejoy that seemed to have made an appearance over the last day. No, this was a different Mr Lovejoy, whose face only displayed sure signs of fear and anxiety.
"Of course I am aware of the situation!" spluttered Cal, looking away from Mr Lovejoy and back at me.
"Well then!" said Mr Lovejoy "Come, make haste! I have a seat on a lifeboat for you! You must hurry before they leave without us!"
"But..." said Cal, with another desperate look round at me.
"Come now, Cal." Said Mr Lovejoy, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice "There is no room on our lifeboat for the girl. After all, she should really have been a steerage passenger on this ship, she is a mere servant."
"But I..." Cal began again, but Mr Lovejoy cut across him.
"Look here, Cal," he said, getting rather red in the face, a trait I noticed he had when getting angry "Unless you come with me now, your seat on the lifeboat will be taken. If you value your life, then you will follow me and leave these people." He finished, gesturing at Jack, Freddie and I, who seemed to be frozen, watching their conversation.
"I..." Cal started, but seemed unable to finish his sentence. He swallowed his unsaid words, shook his head slightly and turned to me.
"Scarlett, I'm sorry, but..." But I never got to find out the rest, for at that moment, the Titanic gave an almighty lurch, and Mr Lovejoy grabbed Cal's arm and began pulling him away from us. Cal didn't even try to resist. He just gave me one last look; was it remorse? Pity? I couldn't really tell.
When I turned back to Jack, I found I had tears in my eyes. I guessed that, when it came to it, Cal would always value his life well above anybody else's. Even above the life of the girl he claimed to love.