Chapter Six

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Judi's Pov
Of course the actions of my previous drunken night was blown into full effects the next morning with a killer headache and popping a few pain killers, I had packed I was gonna have to sit through a whole morning of singing choir that I didn't wanna join in.

I haven't gotten to play my violin as much as I would liked too, but it seems my mom always keep her angry promises as well. I was fixing up my hair, removing all the makeup from my face fixing my outfit for today which was just some simple jeans and a loose fitted long sleeved shirt. I glanced up from the mirror holding back the urge to roll my eyes back harshly at Cal.

"Alright what do you want now too." I grumbled out snapping my bottle shut as I stood up moving around Cal yanking my hand free when he grabbed at my arm.

"Your mother has been telling me you've been disrespectful and running off with the poor boy who saved you the other night. It's not like a pretty like you to misbehave." I scoffed in disbelief staring at him up and down.

"What are you my father Cal? She's a grown woman. Who I speak to or hang out with is none of your concerns at all, or hers. Now as I've said before don't just grab me." I muttered moving away from him about to leave the room.

"Do you really think he could love you though? As you are Judi? Once said poors could always need one another." I scowl just gonna walk away but spoke.

"He could if I let him, after all he is twice the man you are poor or not."


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If only I could just sneak away. This singing has been going on and on for hours now. Switching between the singing and talking, I don't even know which one is worse then making us join in as well. My sister had fallen asleep with no questions asked her head yanked back small quiet snores leaving her.

I blinked my heavy eyes hearing a few of the guards speaking husky to someone. I know that voice it's Jack. I blinked my eyes roughly about to stand up but my mom just seems to be smirking shaking her head a few times deeply rubbing at her cheeks smirking a few times. Damn it... They probably told him he wasn't allowed to see me anymore. Or try to pay him off.



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The sun was setting on this kinda sad like day for me. I had asked around ship to figure out where Jack was. And not to my surprise he was near the upper deck watching the waves. I nibbled at my lower lip nearing where he was.

"Hey Jack." I called out to him softly watching him whip around very suddenly his eyes soften it was so hard to read his mood. Was he mad? I didn't even know what they said to him, but I kept nearing him even more.

"They said you'd be up here, I'm sorry for whatever my mom said to you.." I paused when he had jumped down from the railing making a quiet shushing noise grabbing my hand urging me closer.

"Here come here." He muttered to me his eyes holding excitement. I stared at him for a moment but none the less, I moved close to him watching him help me up onto the railing fully.

"That's it now step up, close your eyes." I could feel the wind suddenly rushing past me like no other shutting my eyes hearing Jack chuckling from behind me.

"Keep them close and trust me." He muttered, light giggles left me one by one slowly I felt Jack secure his arms around my waist whispering in my ear that I could open my eyes. And that's just what I did I opened my eyes slowly a small gasp leaving me at just how high up we were from the titanic you could see the large ocean waves crashing the, ocean smell.

"Jack... Oh my gosh it's like I'm flying, I'm flying." I exclaimed laughing holding my arms out in my side my eyes were wide in such a way. It was like... I was free. I tilted my head back for one moment seeing Jack was smiling tilting his head to stare at me fully with that smile of his.

Before he was leaning in while my head was resting near his shoulder I leaned on close taking in his scent and the warmth radiating off him pressing my lips right back into his, just as when he did kissing him fully and deeply just like that it had finally happened in such a soft way.

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