Written by Alanna
Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.
Did it have to end this way? Did
it have to end with me living unhappy? This is not what I wanted at all! Jack
was supposed to live! Jack and I were supposed to get off the Titanic together
and live happily ever after.
I can still see it; we both
survived after the Titanic sank tragically. That wooden plank was big and
strong enough to hold the both of us, and then, after getting severe
hypothermia, we both got rescued by the sailors. I was wrapped in his arms,
gradually getting warmer as we reached America.
Once we got to America, we would
walk around the city, admiring all of the fine stores and deciding which
restaurant we should go to and finding a home where we could stay. Once we
found a place to stay, I would try to become an actress, and Jack would be
there by my side, cheering me on. Jack would be there right beside me while we
went on roller coasters over and over again until we threw up! He would also be
there while I rode a horse like a cowboy, with one leg on each side.
Then, after a few years, Jack
would get up the courage and ask me to marry him. Naturally, I would accept his
proposal. On a bright, warm, summer day, we would get married with over five
hundred people there. And if Cal came to ruin the wedding, I would get Molly to
personally remove him. And then, once we got married, we would go to Paris for
our honeymoon.
After our honeymoon, Jack and I
would have three children, two boys and one girl. Our sons would be named Dean
and Mark, while our daughter would be named Leila. We would be a happy family.
We would always be happy.
That’s how it should have ended.
My eyes shoot open and I find
myself in bed, with an arm wrapped around me tight. I smile to myself, thinking
that Jack was alive and I wasn’t dreaming after all. I turn over and I see
someone, but it isn’t Jack. I see my husband, Samuel, the man I married
instead. The man I stayed with reluctantly after all of these years. I
convinced myself I loved him, but deep in my heart I knew I didn’t love him.
The one man I truly loved was Jack Dawson. And I wouldn’t spend my life with
him until I died and went back to the Titanic.
This is not how it should have
ended.
The End.