TITANIC - Jack And Rose, Both Are Alive!

Chapter 3

Written by Cecelia Dowdy - visit my site: titanicfanfiction dotcom

These characters were not created by me. They are characters created by James Cameron for the movie Titanic.

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Chapter 3

Sitting on the deck, Jack stared at the brilliant sun shining on the aqua blue water. The sea of liquid sparkled like tiny diamond chips. Taking a deep drag from his cigarette, he flexed his fingers, itching to get his hands on some charcoal pencils and paper so that he could draw. Finishing his cigarette, he threw the bud overboard, wishing Rose were nearby. Blinking, he enjoyed the warm sun on his face while watching several of the Titanic survivors cluttering the deck. He scanned the sea of faces. Would Cal would soon appear, trying to make Rose's life miserable?

He glanced toward the deck entrance, startled. Rose stood there, her emerald eyes filled with both warmth and sadness. Her beautiful red hair was pulled away from her face, accenting strong cheekbones and ruby red lips. He stood, wincing. His head still gave him some pain, but the doctor had told him this morning that it was a good idea to move around.

Rose strolled toward him, joining him at the railing. Pulling her lush body into his arms, he relished the feel of her soft skin. Jack sniffed, enjoying the sweet scent of roses that perfumed the air. Their foreheads touching, he smiled, briefly kissing her lips. "Hmm. You smell nice."

She returned his smile, pulling away from him, staring into his eyes. "Thanks." She paused, sadness marring her beautiful features.

He stroked her face with his index finger. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Everything. Jack, what are we going to do?"

"What do you mean?" Taking her hand, he led her to two empty deck chairs. Stroking her fingers, he waited to hear what she had to say.

"I'm talking about when we dock."

"Rose, I'm a survivor and so are you. We'll be okay."

She shook her head. "Cal is powerful. With his money and his connections…."

Jack scoffed. "Don't worry about Cal. He can't force you to marry him."

Still frowning, she looked toward the vivid ocean, and he sensed she was holding something back. "What's the matter? You're not telling me everyt

hing."

A large fly buzzed toward them, landing on Rose's cheek. She swatted the creature away, the loose sleeve of her gown shifted, and Jack spotted the bruise marring her snowy white skin. "Rose!"

Several of the passengers glanced their way, and he lowered his voice, pushing Rose's sleeve up. "This is awful." Narrowing his eyes, Jack gritted his teeth, balling his hands into fists. "Did Cal so this to you?"

Rose looked away, toward the vivid blue water, as if she were ashamed. Jack softened his voice, desperate to make Rose feel better. "Well, did he do this?"

She finally turned toward him, blinking rapidly. Tears rushed from her emerald eyes and Jack took his finger and swiped her tears away. Taking her onto his lap, he kissed both of her cheeks. "Rose, I can't let him get away with this."

"But Jack—"

"No, I don't want to hear it. I know Cal's rich and he's got lots of connections, but, that doesn't give him the right to treat you like this." He softened his voice, stroking her cheek. "Cal needs to realize that he can't do this to you."