TONIGHT I WANNA CRY
Chapter Two
When you look back on the
times we had
I hope you smile
And know that through the good and through the bad
I was on your side when nobody could hold us down
We claimed the brightest star
And we…we came so far
And no, they won't forget.
Heaven wasn’t so bad once one
thought about it. It was very peaceful, and no one wanted to hurt anyone or
begged for money. But Jack Dawson begged to differ. Jack hated that he was in
heaven alone. There were other souls with him that had died on the Titanic, but
there was one person who wasn’t there with him--Rose. He didn’t want her to
die, but he hated that he was so alone when there were fifteen hundred other
souls with him from the Titanic.
"If only I could see her
now," Jack mumbled sadly to himself. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his
shoulder. He turned and saw Thomas Andrews. He smiled sadly.
"You miss her, don’t
you?" Jack nodded sadly, staring at the clock in the stairway. Thomas
sighed and looked at Jack with a little bit of hope in his eyes.
"You know, if you want to
see where she is right now, you can go into her old room and just stare in her
mirror. They say that the reflection in the mirror shows us the world of the
living." Jack looked at him, and with no hesitation, he ran away from Thomas
Andrews and went into Rose’s old room. He looked into the mirror in her old
room and concentrated on nothing but Rose.
Whenever you remember times
gone by
Remember how we held our heads so high
When all this world was there for us
And we believed that we could touch the sky
Whenever you remember, I'll be there
Remember how we reached that dream together
Whenever you remember.
As Jack continued to stare into
the mirror, he slowly saw an image of Rose on a bed, crying. The first thing
that came to Jack’s mind was, Why is Rose crying? But it didn’t take
long for him to realize that she was crying because she had let him go. A few
moments later, he began to hear her angelic voice choking with tears.
"Oh, Jack! Why did I have to
let go? Why did you make me promise such an awful thing? I can’t believe I let
go! Why did you die, and why did I live? Why, Jack? Why?"
Jack continued to stare, and he
shook his head slowly, saddened and angered to see her so upset.
"Rose, what are you doing to
yourself?" he mumbled to himself.
When you think back on all
we've done
I hope you're proud
When you look back and see how far we've come
It was our time to shine
And nobody could hold us down
They thought they'd see us fall
But we…we stood so tall
And no, we won't forget.
"Jack…if you can hear me…I
want you to know…that I will never love another man like I have loved you. I
promise that I will get married and have children…but I will never let go of
the love that I had for you…I promise you that, Jack!" Rose cried out as
she fell soundly asleep. Jack watched her in horrified silence as she cried
herself to sleep.
He wanted to be with her now. He
wanted to hold her now. He wanted to be alive now. He was never the type of
person to wish that people were dead, but this one time, he made an exception.
He wished that Cal had died and he had lived.
But at least Rose had lived…that
was the main thing. But it would be nice if he could be with her one last time.
Whenever you remember times
gone by
Remember how we held our heads so high
When all this world was there for us
And we believed that we could touch the sky
Whenever you remember, I'll be there
Remember how we reached that dream together
Whenever you remember.
Jack continued to stare at her
suddenly serene body as she slept in the bed of the hotel room. He remembered
the first time she had looked into his eyes. She had looked so afraid and so
trapped in her world of high society. But he remembered how he had saved her in
the many ways he had. Maybe she would remember that, too.
Jack slowly lifted a hand, and he
touched the reflection of her sleeping. He would truly give up anything…almost
anything just to hold her in his arms again. Her fragrant hair blowing in his
face, her delicate arms wrapped around him, and her soft and gentle breath
blowing on him. He could almost feel it now.
Wait a minute…he could!
We claimed the brightest star
And we…we came so far
You know that we…we showed them all
And no, they won't forget.
Jack looked around at his
surroundings and saw that he was no longer on the corpse of the great ship
Titanic. He was in a dark hotel room, on a soft bed, and in his arms was the
woman who had touched his heart, Rose DeWitt Bukater. How had he ended up here?
Was it a side effect of dying? Was this whole thing just a dream?
Jack stopped asking himself the
questions, though; he just savored the moments of holding Rose in his arms as
they slept. She breathed lightly, and he smiled to himself. She looked just as
beautiful as she slept. Jack began to think that if this was heaven, he sure
wished he had been dead before.
"I love you so much, Rose…I
hope you always remember that, even when you get married," Jack said as he
kissed her auburn hair and wrapped his arm around her even tighter. Rose
shifted onto her other side and still slept, even though her face was right in
the middle of his chest. He tilted her chin up to him a little bit, and he
kissed her soft and gentle lips. Those lips…he became so familiar with them. He
remembered their first kiss…he just hoped that she did, too.
Whenever you remember times
gone by
Remember how we held our heads so high
When all this world was there for us
And we believed that we could touch the sky
Whenever you remember, I'll be there
Remember how we reached that dream together
Whenever you remember.
Jack slowly began to open his
eyes after kissing the sleeping Rose and saw that the sun had begun to shine
through the window. He looked at the sleeping Rose and saw that she still slept
in the bright sun. Jack suddenly felt lighter. He looked down at his hands and
saw that they were fading away.
"Oh, no…oh, please,
no," Jack began to mumble out as he saw that he was fading away and saw
that Rose was disappearing in the distance. "Rose!"
Whenever you remember…
With a sudden jolt, Jack was back
on the corpse of the Titanic. He looked back in the mirror and saw Rose wake up
in her bed, looking around the room. She must have felt his spirit next to her.
"Jack? Jack? Jack, are you
there?" Rose’s confused voice carried out, and it nearly broke Jack’s
heart. She had felt him. She remembered his touch.
"I wish I could be there for
you, Rose," Jack said sadly into the mirror. Suddenly, Captain E.J. Smith
walked into the room.
"You’re wondering why you
ended up with Rose tonight, aren’t you?" Jack was surprised by the
captain’s correct assumption. He nodded his head with a dumbfounded look in his
eyes.
"Yes, I am." The
captain smiled weakly, and he walked over to the mirror.
"There’s a saying that the
ocean is full of memories. Well…it’s true. Because young Rose has memories of
you and the love you shared, you are able to be with her, but only when she
falls asleep. Once the sun rises, that’s when you come back to the Titanic. But
this only works if she remembers…and Rose definitely remembers." Jack
smiled in a joyful glee. He could be with Rose, in a way, until sunrise.
"Thank you, Captain…I’ll be
sure to come here every night." The captain smiled knowingly as Jack
walked out of the room.
Jack stood in front of the clock
on the Grand Staircase and watched as the clock ticked by. Every day, after
every night, after his spirit had been with Rose, he went to the clock on the
Grand Staircase and waited for it to be nighttime so he could go back to Rose,
so she would always remember him.
Oh, whenever you remember…
The End.