Written by Vivian Fung
Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.
Surrounded by the freezing waters
of the Atlantic Ocean, under starlight, floated Jack and Rose, a couple who
would do anything to save their beloved. They trusted each other with their
lives. They had been waiting for a boat to come back for some time now, and
they believed that they would be saved.
"I love you, Jack,"
Rose said.
"Don't you do that. Don't
you say your good-byes. Not yet. Do you understand me?" Jack asked.
"I'm so cold," Rose
mumbled.
"Listen, Rose...you're going
to get out of here, and you're going to go on, and you are gonna make lots of
babies, and you're going to watch them grow. You'll die--an old--an old lady,
warm in her bed. Not here. Not this night. Not like this. Do you understand
me?" Jack asked.
"I can't feel my body,"
Rose complained.
"Winning that ticket, Rose,
was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you, and I am
thankful for that, Rose. I am thankful. You must--must do me this honor.
Promise me that you'll survive, that you won't give up, no matter what happens,
no matter what hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that
promise."
"I promise."
"Never let go."
"I will never let go, Jack.
I will never let go," Rose assured him.
*****
The waiting seemed to last
forever. Meanwhile, Rose was humming Come Josephine in My Flying Machine,
which Jack had sang to her at the bow of the Titanic--the ship of dreams. All
the memories had come back to her--how she met Jack, the drawing, the Renault,
and other wonderful times she had shared with Jack. Her hands were still frozen
to Jack's when she saw a light. She knew that a boat had come back for them.
She shook Jack's hand, saying,
"Jack…Jack…Jack...Jack, there's a boat. Jack…Jack..." When there was
no respond, she knew that Jack was gone, really gone. Her heart sank. Tears
started running down her cheeks.
She called out for the boat.
"Come back! Come back! Come
back!" but she realized that all that came out were in whispers. She
called louder, but still, no one on the boat heard her, and then she started
crying again.
She couldn't think of a reason to
live until she remembered the promise she had made not too long ago to Jack.
She knew that she couldn't hold onto him anymore. She lowered Jack into the
ocean little by little, whispering, "I will never let go. I promise!"
Then she kissed her lover one last time and let go of his hands. Watching him
sink into the deep blue sea made her recall the time when she was in the
lifeboat, knowing that that would be the last time she would see Jack, and how
she had jumped out of the lifeboat to be with him.
She knew, deep down in her heart,
that Jack would be watching over her and she would be with him again in a
better place with a little more time. She rolled into the water, swam over to a
dead officer, took the whistle from his mouth, and blew it with all her might.
A few minutes later, she was on a boat, looking up at the sky, waiting. She
knew she wouldn't let Jack down. She would never let go of her promise.
A promise...that she would never
let go. Never.
The End.