A FIRE IN THE WIND
Chapter Two
That night, Rose tried her best to get some
much needed sleep, with no success. The Carpathia's dining room had been turned
into a campground, with a mess of blankets and people spread all over the
ground. Ruth had been in shock when she found out that they had to sleep in a
room with dozens of others.
Rose didn't care. What difference did it
make? Jack wasn't there. After about an hour of restlessly staying awake and
thinking about Jack, Rose slowly crept outside and placed herself on a bench.
It was just as cold as it had been the
fateful night before. A night that seemed disturbingly a lot like the one this
night. Rose looked up at the stars with an unbearable pain. Just two nights ago
Jack and her were sitting on the deck of Titanic looking at the very same
stars.
Rose started to cry when she saw a shooting
star, as the words of Jack flew through her head. "My father used to say
that whenever you saw one, it was a soul going to heaven." This shooting
star was probably Jack's soul. Shooting away forever.
How could things be exactly the same as they
were before Titanic? Rose was even more melancholy then she was before but
still had to face an eternity with Cal. The only real difference was that Rose
knew she had a spirit, a strong fire inside of her. Her life shouldn't have to
be wasted into marrying a haughty and arrogant Pittsburgh steel tycoon. But
now, more then ever, Rose didn't feel she had a choice. How could she run away
alone, without Jack?
Rose wished, with all her heart, that she
could start a new life by herself, but she didn't feel she had the willpower
to. Throughout Rose's entire life she had hardly ever made decisions her
herself. Everything had usually been decided for her.
Every once in a while Rose still thought
about Jack being alive. She wasn't certain that he was dead. There was always
the chance that he had survived. What had happened to Tommy, Fabrizio, Helga,
and Cora? What had become of them? Rose decided to try as hard as she could to
go down to the third class section and see if they had made it.
Comforted a little, Rose headed back to her
bed and tried as hard as she possibly could to get to sleep, knowing there was
still a chance that Jack had survived.