ROSE DEWITT BUKATER BEFORE TITANIC
Chapter Three
Rose woke up the
next morning in her own bed, thank God. She went downstairs to find Cal eating
breakfast with her mother.
"Rose, you
finally woke up," Ruth said.
"Sweetpea...you
like to sleep late, don't you?" Cal asked.
Rose smiled at him.
Then, remembering last night, her smile faded. He was not the man of her dreams.
He was the man of her nightmares.
"I'm going for
a walk, Mother," Rose said, and ran out the door, slamming it behind her.
She ran as fast as
her legs could carry her. She ended up in a park. She laid down on a bench and
started to cry. She hated her life. She hated Cal. She wasn't going to marry
him. She just couldn't. She heard footsteps behind her, and it was Cal.
"Cal,
please...leave me alone. I don't wish to speak to you right now," Rose
said, sobbing.
"Rose...I'm
sorry about last night. I'm sorry. But you have to understand that you're my
fiancée now, and you must do what I say. Do you understand?" Cal asked.
"No. You don't
control my life, Cal. You never will. I don't want to marry you. I..." She
couldn't finish.
He slapped her
across the face.