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Cal awakened the next morning and was sitting on the deck of his cabin, food and drinks prepared for him and Rose that morning. He wasn't able to get a lick of sleep during the night, all he could think about what the argument he and Rose had, how Rose told him that she didn't want him anymore. He just kept replaying it over and over in his mind, as he sat at the table and as he did, tears filled his eyes. His thoughts were quickly squashed as Rose walked in and sat at the table across from him. He looked away from her and down at the table, with seriousness. Rose looked up at him briefly, with unpleasant eyes.
"Good morning, Cal." Rose said in a low tone.
Cal nodded once and blinked heavily at her.
"Morning, Rose." Cal said in a low tone.
She looked up at him again and saw his eyes were red and puffy, she knew what that meant. He had been crying, probably last night after their argument, still, Cal crying was a surprise to her. It made her resent him even more.
"I'm sorry about last night, Cal." Rose lied.
Cal shook his head, still with his serious expression.
"Don't be," Cal said in a low voice, still. "You don't want to be with me, so when the ship docks, we'll part separate ways."
The words came out his mouth as his voice cracked with tears. Saying those words made his lungs feel as if it were being deprived of air. Rose was symbolically his air that he needed for his lungs and without her, he couldn't breathe. Rose looked at him with a hint of sympathy, however, it was more of pity that she felt for Cal, rather than sympathy.
"I didn't mean that, Cal, I didn't." Rose lied. "I want to be with you."
Cal looked up at her with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry, Rose." Cal said in almost a whisper. "I'm sorry I hurt you, I know I said it before, but—but I'm saying it again, I'm SO sorry, but—but I love you. I do. I just—I just want US to have a chance, ONE more chance. I just want you to see me, how you did when we first met, when you first fell in love with me. I—I mean, am I that hideous or—monstrous of a man that you can't even do that anymore?"
Cal looked down as tears clouded his eyes, he tried blinking them away, so that Rose wouldn't see them forming in his eyes, but they streamed down his face anyway. Rose stared at him with sympathy, this time she DID feel sympathy for him. However, that sympathy didn't hit her heart strong enough, because she still didn't care if he was sorry or not, she hated Cal and nothing would change that. However, she wasn't ready to say no to him yet, because she didn't care what Cal said, she knew that man still had his temper and if she said no to him now, she just KNEW he'd explode with rage, so she lied. She reached across the table and touched his hand warmly.
"I promise I will, Cal," Rose lied with contrived warmth in her voice, "just give me time and I will."
Cal looked up at her and quickly wiped more streaming tears away and nodded quickly.
"I can do that, Rose, I can." Cal replied. "I'll give you time, if you just—if you just don't give up on me, I promise I'll give you time."
Rose smiled and got up and walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Great dear." Rose said. "Now, I'm off, I'm going to um—to—meet mother down by the deck, alright? I'll see you later."
Cal looked up at her with an eyebrow raised.
"Wait, Rose, this is another day that we can't spend the day together?" Cal asked. "I mean, I made breakfast here for us and then I thought maybe we could—"
"Oh later, Cal, I promise." Rose said almost quickly. "I promised mother I'd be with her this morning, we'll talk later—or tonight or whenever."
"Yes, but Rose I—"
Before Cal could finish his sentence, Rose had already dashed off the deck and out of Cal's room. Cal looked down briefly and frowned. This was making him angry—enraged. He could feel his temper boiling, but he couldn't, he wouldn't strike out, lash out at Rose—no. He promised he'd give her time, no matter how much she was hurting him and his heart, his feelings, his emotions...