Fight or Flight?

Chapter 16 part 1

Jacks Pov

After seeing and talking to Rose I went back to my house and paced back and forth in my room trying to devise a plan. You've got to break them free Jack. Both of them. You only have a certain amount of months now Jack. And the closer the date closes in the less time you will spend with her and your son. I tried to focus on Jack Jr and Rose. But Cal would never let you take them both. He sees them as possessions. Not people. To him they are objects used for his own business and amusement purposes. He won't let you have them for love. Maybe he will but with a heavy price to pay. Or the other way is cast out Rose and brand her as a whore and Jack Jr a basterd and me a something else. Damaging our reputations and a chance of a good life together. I can't let that happen to Rose. To us.

I can't even begin to comprehend the changes, challengers, and effects that could impact us. There has got to be another way. Think Jack think. You have one shot and the timer is ticking.

Roses Pov

I got up so early that I could still see the stars from my window. 4:30am. My body ached from the fight with Cal last night. My boobs ached and oozed milk for Jack Jr who I did not see and who was taken without my consent from me. I can't get back to sleep so I opened my curtains to the view of Santa Monica. Where Jack somewhere amongst it all was sleeping soundly like he always does.

I then looked down to my forearm where I saw my blood purple bruises and fingernail marks from Cal last night. The only things that are penetrable to hurt me. I then looked out to the window again trying to clear my head of thoughts. Pain, hurt, suffering. It's all I've been feeling and receiving here. Not with him.

Jack is gentle and mends my wounds. He puts all his love and energy towards them. Massages them, soft and sweetly. Making me feel relaxed and cared for sending shivers all down my spine. He is the only person to have that affect on me. That and his son. When I first knew about his existence, his first move, kick, and when I first ever held and laid eyes on him. And that's what I want to feel right now. It's where I need to be. In his loving strong arms that carry me and our child we share. They make me feel whole and complete. Where nothing can hurt or touch me. Where Cal is not penetrable.

I have to go now. Otherwise their will be no escape. No seeing Jack. That could taunt and kill me for the rest of my life. Everyone is still fast asleep dreaming away. I got up and got changed very quickly. Forgetting my corset as it was a struggle for me and Jack to get on and off. I know where Jack Jr is, in the nursery where he should actually sleep instead of with me.

I graced down the hallways and entered his room with the curtains open letting the moonlight flow in. The stars glistened behind him as I walked up to his cot. He sleeps like Jack. So peacefully and calmly on his side. With his pulp lips closed together like he could kiss you. Making you stroke his cheek and kiss his head. That is so soft all you can do is stroke it in awe.

"Time to see Daddy", I told him as I put my hands under him. Slowly picking him up so he wouldn't start to stir and wake everyone up, "shhhhhh", he started to wake up. So I started to sing, "come Josephine in my flying machine going up she goes up she goes", he slowly fell asleep again going lymph in my arms, "shhhhhh Jack", I told him as I covered his face and put my black hoddie on.

I walked around the mansion and down stairs to the back door. I put Jack Jr in the pram as it was in the main hallway ready to be used again by me. I grabbed my coat and pushed the pram out the back door and on to the rocky gravel below. I moved quickly wanting to get out of the mansions sites. Jack Jr remained asleep the whole time as the gravel made it bumpy and slightly noisy for him. But once we were in the clear walking down hill hearing owls hoot at us. I knew this is what I wanted for us both. To be free and to hear things that not many would of heard before. First class is the same old routine, parties and people. You never get to go out and explore nature and what the rest of the world is really like. Jack slept under bridges and traveled the world. He would of heard and seen the most peculiar things that are fascinating to the human eye and to hear in our ears. I want Jack Jr to experience that. Not some snobbish city and 'luxurious' room that you will never get out of because of meetings. Their is more to life than that. People just don't know it yet.