Chapter 2: my darling
3 days. 3 days since she saw and met him.5 minutes ago,she had the chance to save her beloved artist. Oh how she missed his hands on her skin! The rough callouses, from his artwork, on her smooth, soft breast. That feeling was what she lived for. Now, there wasn't even a small chance to feel that again. Thus she continued, cradled in Molly's lap, eyes bloodshot. Silence followed when her tears had officially dried up and rowing past a window, she swore she had seen him.
"What on earth?! Jack..." No.No he had to be dead. She saw him get carted off to the depths of hell!
"What is it darlin?" Molly glanced in Roses direction as she looked directly at him. Ruth was confused. Why on earth was Rose and Molly looking over there? They looked like had just seen a ghost!
"Why are you two looking like you look like you just saw some one come back from the dead? Awnser me!" Ruth was pissed to say the least. Her daughter was now nothing but a dirty whore! She was useless and needed to be fixed! That's when she finally crained her head and started to puff and pant as she saw her new nemesis. The only person who stole her darling daughters heart and crushed ever last bit of hope and trust in her. That boy, Jack Dawson. Oh how she wanted to wring his neck for taking her baby girl! Growling in haterid, Ruth rolled her eyes and Rose read her mother like a book. She immediately noticed the change in her deminer and she was distressed by her mothers reaction.
Rose didn't know what to do. It was a life or death situation. Save herself and risk her Jack possibly perish before her, or go to him, risking her life but she would die with him.God now what?! That's when she made her decision. Save her Jack...
(A/N: So sorry that this chapter is so short but I've been feeling under motivated lately. I promise the next will be longer! )