Written by SNN
Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.
"Come, Josephine, in my
flying machine, going up she goes, up she goes..."
She couldn't feel anything. The
cold was suffocating, and the heavy silence of death hung in the air. The only
sound she heard was the slight lapping of water against the debris, the bodies.
The door rocked steadily with the water, creating an almost soothing sensation.
"To the stars."
She was avoiding the inevitable,
the undeniable. Jack was gone, his lifeless body still floating in the water
beside her, held up only by her death-clench on his hand. She refused to turn
and look at him, accept the truth, so she looked up at the sky and watched her
breath form white puffs in the night air, clouding the stars.
"You jump, I jump,
remember?"
Her heart was already broken, had
been broken since he couldn't climb on the door. She knows she should probably
be sobbing uncontrollably right now, but everything in her was frozen, cold
like the heartless ocean that had consumed her.
"I'm flying, Jack!"
She faintly registered someone
calling in the distance, but she couldn't bring herself to move. She wanted to
stay forever in that moment, that state of numbness, where she could pretend
that Jack was still alive, and that everything would be all right, despite the
cold, despite the circumstances, despite everything.
She felt a spark, though, the
spark that reminded her of her promise to Jack. So she turned on her stomach
and, in the final threads of denial, tried to get him to stir, to breathe, to
live.
"I'll never let go,
Jack."
She kissed his hand and watched
him sink, her heart falling with him.
"I'll never let go."
The End.