CAL’S STORY
CHAPTER FIVE
The ship was sinking. Chaos
ensued. Cal could not leave without Rose. Despite the fact she had run off to
rescue Dawson and had made her choice perfectly clear, Cal could not bear to
lose her. His desperation led him to try to shoot Dawson, but he had failed. He
was now resigned to the fact that he would have to let her go. Perhaps, if they
survived this disaster, he could plead with her to reconsider.
Please just love me, Daddy.
Please just love me?
*****
Cal, exhausted, freezing cold,
and wet through, made his way to the deck on the Carpathia which held the
rescued steerage passengers. He searched in desperation in hope of finding his
precious love, but to no avail. He had lost the one good thing in his life. His
heart finally gave up, and he could feel the last few shards shattering. He
walked slowly back to the first class section of the rescue ship, back to his
life, back to the stark, cold void of pain and emptiness he would now have to
endure without his beautiful Rose.
Rose, I’m so sorry! Forgive
me? My sweet Rose. It should have been me.