Titanic- The Curse

Death And Distrust.

The day of my mothers funeral arrived, we hired a carriage to take us to the train station, then we got the train to Chicago. I was expecting my sister and brother waiting for us at the train, but they weren't there. My mothers valet and maid were there to greet us instead. They were amazing towards Mr and Mrs Gold, they had changed their minds and decided to come with us, we got into the awaiting carriage and arrived at my mothers house. The coffin was closed and no one was allowed near it. The room was sealed off, we then had men carry it to a carriage, we didn't have a church service at the church, but at the graveside. I looked around for Fredrick but he wasn't there, my sister Geraldine must've sensed I was looking for him, she told me he hasn't been seen since he took off for my home. Robert was beside himself with grief, my sister in law Ruby was a rock for him. Ruby guided Robert away from the graveside to a carriage, soon the priest was done. My mother was now at peace. Geraldine had people sanitising the house for us to return, we were to stay there for the night or for however long my sister could bear us. Mr and Mrs Gold booked into a hotel, they were frightened to catch what killed my mother. I know Genevieve is dying, but I guess she didn't want to go that quickly.

As soon as we arrived back at my mothers, Geraldine pulled me aside, she says, "you're one despicable whore, Father Thomas told me what you had him do in Cork. It isn't right. I firmly believe that ship has left bad energy in you. I know what was said when they were building it, they cursed it. My husband worked on her, he came home after six weeks of working there, the both sides of Belfast turned it into their own battle ground. What you did was awful, I understand you needed to secure your future, but making a dying man sign a marriage certificate. If you don't share the wealth, I'll tell the Golds." I replied, "you wouldn't dare, besides they wouldn't believe you, Henry and I loved each other. Also sister, they treat me like a daughter. They always have. I will give you the money mother left me. The Golds money is for my future." "Deal" she said. I wrote a cheque for £500, it was a small sum but it would keep Geraldine happy for a few years, if she's careful, that and the fact she inherited a fortune from her dead husband, who became sick like my mother. Robert never asked for a penny, he was extremely wealthy, he owned mines in Virginia, he wouldn't have asked me for a penny anyway. I decided not to stay at my mothers, I booked into a hotel with Ruth. The same hotel as the Golds, I was then confronted by Mrs Gold, she wanted to confirm if my marriage to Henry was real. I told her to contact Father Thomas. I believe that Geraldine got to her before me. Mrs Gold sent a telegram to Father Thomas, he returned one the next day, he confirmed he married us the night he was attacked, the night I set sail on Titanic. Mrs Gold apologised profusely and told me that she wouldn't believe a word from my sister again. The story Father Thomas gave was logical in the mind of Mrs Gold, that Henry would've been celebrating our union.

The next morning without a word of goodbye we left for New York. I didn't see Mrs Gold again after that trip home, she stopped writing, she never said hello when we met at gatherings. It was strange but also a relief. I knew I had to get the Golds out of my life, I only had eyes for one person and that was Ruth. We arrived home one evening, Ruth made us a meal, she told me something that I kind of already knew, that she was psychic, that she seen things, things will get worse for us, but we will get through it eventually. I believed every word she said, everything was bad from the moment I stepped foot on that ship. I tried to contact the Golds on numerous occasions, but only Mr Gold answered me. Mrs Gold was still angry, she still had my vindictive sister in her ear. I now understand why I left. I cancelled the cheque I wrote for her. Once she discovered the money not in her account, she angrily confronted me, I told her I knew she told Mrs Gold of the faux wedding. My sister, the girl I grew up with turned out to be a very sinister individual and from that moment on, I didn't want anything to do with her. My brother had learned of the happenings and begged us to forgive and forget, but I couldn't. I missed the Golds so much. I told Robert that if he can convince Geraldine to tell Genevieve Gold she was lying then I will forgive her misdeeds. Robert couldn't get through to Geraldine but it turned out that she knew of my love for Ruth, it's something she was disgusted at. I don't know how my sister knew, Ruth and I kept everything above board. I knew my sister had these type of relationships in the past, I don't know what changed her? I guessed it was a religious thing, my sister was deeply involved with the church. I now feel cursed, I don't want to end my relationship with Ruth, but this house I've bought for us isn't going to be permanent, it's marked by the taint of that cursed ship.

Ruth and I went and spoke with a man that owns a lot of homes, I met him at one of Agatha's parties, he is like us. The man named Norman had a house for sale in New Orleans, we knew it would be quite the trek, but we needed to get rid of the taint of bad luck. We took a carriage from New York and viewed the house, it was a beautiful French colonial, three storeys, nine bedrooms, five bathrooms, a huge lounge and parlour. It had a courtyard, with a beautifully decorated landscape. Norman was putting a pool in, he never got to finish it, but Ruth and I told him if he knocked some money off the asking price, we would finish the pool. Norman agreed and we bought it. New Orleans was something else, it was full of ladies like us, there was many men like Norman. It was a truly queer area. There was a music we had only ever heard on records, it was called jazz and we loved it. The house didn't need much in the way of decorating, it was renovated after a fire, the only thing we needed to fix was the pool. There was a group of men willing to fix the pool, they were about to try and extort us, but we had quotes from many that gave a much lower price. We went with a group of men that would charge us £200, that would be to tile the pool, to add a pump, we didn't need it warm as Louisiana was scorching. Ruth and I spent our days on the veranda of the house, we had fans to cool us down, we learned quickly how to make cold lemonade. We people watched, we could tell who was like us and who wasn't. It was the first night in our new home we made love, Ruth was exceptional, her tender kisses, the tingling I had between my legs when she touched me, even if it was just an accident. I was falling in love again. I didn't think I would but she loved me as much as I loved her. I knew from that moment on, that we will be together till the end of our days. We told people that we were family, except those that were like us. We began having soirées of people just like us, masquerade balls, dining with people that enjoyed our company as much as we enjoyed theirs. We regaled each group about our travels on Titanic, people were mesmerised. Ruth began writing journals after that night, a friend of ours suggested that Ruth publish the memoirs, but she wasn't ready to do that just yet. Our closest friend Julia was in the publishing business, she could make Ruth famous. The one thing I was worried about was the fact Ruth had wrote about my fake wedding and my termination. I hoped she would wait until Mr and Mrs Gold died. I did ask her, Ruth promised to wait until the time was right.