MY STORY AFTER TITANIC SANK
Chapter Five
That next morning, I was sore. Last night's
events had taken a toll on me. I rolled over, to see Cal in a deep sleep. I got
up and put my robe on. I went into the bathroom and went to take a relaxing
bubble bath. I closed my eyes and saw last night’s events take place again in
my head. Thirty minutes later, I got out; I went back into the bedroom and saw
Cal getting dressed.
"Good morning, sweetpea. Did you sleep
well?" he asked, in an unusually pleasant voice. I looked at him, and gave
a small, fake smile.
"Yes, I did, darling."
"Good. I'm glad you've finally decided
to give in to me, Rose. You have no clue how much you mean to me, and how hard
it was for me to put you in your place last night. I love you," Cal said,
kissing my cheek. I knew he was only sweet-talking me, but I had to honor and
obey him for my own safety, at this point. I prayed that one day I would be
able to see Jack again.
"Cal, would you mind if I took a walk in
the park today?" I asked, careful not to anger him in any way after last
night. He turned and looked at me suspiciously, wondering if the walk was more
like looking for a way out to run away with Jack. Seeing this, I said, "Of
course, I'll have an escort with me." I gave him a smile, hoping that what
I had just said would make him happy and trust me. His frown turned into a
smile. Thank God, it had worked.
"Of course, sweetpea. Just be home
before I get home. Understand?"
"Yes, darling," I said, as he
turned around and left. I was ready to go on my walk in an hour. Luckily, Trudy
was allowed to still be my maid once I had married Cal. I had begged and
pleaded, since Trudy had been my maid for the longest time. He had given in and
said yes. I called to Trudy, and we left for the walk. I told Trudy to not say
a word to anyone about what this walk was about, and she promised not to say
anything. Once we got to the park, we saw lots of artists drawing and painting.
I scanned the area for Jack. After a bit, I found him. He was sitting on a
bench, looking at his portfolio. I told Trudy to stay there while I went over
to talk to Jack. I stood behind him, knowing that he didn't know that I was
there.
"Hello, Jack," I said. He spun
around, stood up, jumped over the bench, and hugged me.
"Oh, God. I never thought I'd see your
face after last night," he said, pulling out of our embrace. Then, he
noticed the bruises on my arms. He knew Cal had punished me for seeing him.
"This is all my fault, Rose. I should have looked for you more."
"It's not your fault, Jack. It's
nobody's fault. It doesn't hurt anymore, anyways. Just let it go. I'm fine.
Honestly, I am," I said, giving him a smile. He just looked at me. He knew
I was lying.
"I wish this was all a nightmare. You
shouldn't be married to that bastard. I love you."
"I love you, too, Jack. I'll break free
again. I promise. We just have to be patient."
"Being patient can mean you getting hurt
even more, and I don't want that happening to you," Jack said, running his
hands through my hair. I looked up at him, my eyes beginning to get teary. Jack
pulled me to his chest, kissing the top of my head. I pulled out of the
embrace.
"I have to go now, Jack."
"Why?"
"Cal's going to be home in thirty
minutes. I have to be back before he is."
"Does he know you left the house?"
"Yes, he does. I asked him if I could go
for a walk ,as long as I had an escort with me, and he said yes."
"Oh."
"I'll try to come back soon. Good-bye,
Jack."
"Bye, Rose," he said, kissing me
good-bye. I walked back to where Trudy was, and we left towards the house. Once
we got in the house, Trudy followed me upstairs and helped me into my evening
dress. A few minutes later, I heard Cal come through the door.