I can't believe that this is my story number 10! (number nine of Titanic). I'm very happy.
This story has been in my computer for quite a while now but I only decided to post it today (don't know why, actually). This story is finished actually, but I want to recieve a decent number of reviews befor I post it all, so click that little button on your left once you finish reading, okay? Thanks!
You want a summary? Well, Jack runs into Molly when he's taken under arrest and she promises him that she'll take care of Rose. I know that the summary is not that good, but read the story anyway. I promise that you'll enjoy it.
As you know, I owe nothing. I'm just a very obsessed Titanic fan who is very unhappy about the way the film ended.
You are getting tired of me, aren't you? Fine, I'll leave you alone. Review, please!
Molly was walking through the corridors of the Titanic, looking for an officer. She had heard a noise she didn't like and wanted to know what had just happened. She saw a group of them and walked to where they were, but to her surprise, she found that there was someone else joining them.
Jack Dawson, a young man she had met few days ago, was with them.
"Jack? What is going on?" She asked.
"Molly, thanks God. Rose, you have to help Rose." he said looking at his friend.
"Rose? What about her? Is she alright?" She was getting worried and worried.
"You have to make sure that she's. We're sinking, Molly, I know we are. You have to make sure that she makes it to a boat. Please. Help her."
Molly could see the concern in the boy's face. She had no idea of what was going on, but she assured him that everything was going to be fine.
"Don't let them hurt her, Molly."
"I promise, Jack. I will help her. But tell me, what is going on?"
He couldn't reply. The officers pushed him down the stairs, to a place Molly didn't know. She tried to ask them why they were taking Jack under arrest, but they refused to tell her anything.
The last thing Molly heard coming out of Jack's mouth was:
"Keep your promise, Molly. Help her."
His voice hunted her. It had been more than a month since the Titanic, but she couldn't keep her head out of it. She usually blamed herself for not seeing what was going on sooner.
He had told her that the ship was sinking, but she had thought it was a joke. After all, wasn't she 'unsinkable'? Maybe if she had trust him, she could have saved him. But it was too late now. Jack Dawson had died.
At least she hadn't forgotten her promise. Rose was sitting next to her, staring through the window of the train they were traveling in. She had changed a lot since the first time Molly saw her. She was no longer the perfectly brought up young woman traveling to America to get married. She had left all that behind when she fell in love with Jack.
"You're going to love Chicago." Molly said, just to say something.
But Rose didn't reply. She didn't even move. Molly decided to leave her alone with her pain for another while.
Then, suddenly, the youngest spoke. It was as if she was somewhere beyond that train.
"You don't have to do this, Molly."
"I know I don't have to, but I want to. You've been through a lot and you need someone to help you while you recover."
She hadn't told her about the promise she had made to Jack, knowing that she would tell her that she didn't want her help. It was better that way, she thought.
"I can take care on my own, Molly. Besides, you've done enough for me. You already helped me to break… to leave my family."
"C'mon, Rose. Don't ask me to let you go, because that's the one thing I won't do. Let me help you, at least for now. More than ever you need a friend."
Rose looked at her friend and smiled.
"Thank you, Molly. Really. If it wasn't for you, right now I'd probably be marrying Cal."
"Well, I couldn't let that happen, right? But lets not think about all those painful things for now."
"You're right. They are too painful."
The oldest told her some things about her family. She had a son, Richard, who was almost 22 years old and a daughter, Amy, who was 16. Their father, Molly's husband, worked in an office. She assured her that the 3 of them would be very happy to have her in their house.
"Amy has always wanted a sister." She told her.
When they got to the train station it was getting late. Molly looked around to see if her family was there, but she didn't see them.
"I can't believe them! They knew I was coming, why didn't they go to the train station?"
They rented a car that took them to Molly's house. She didn't have a key, so she rang the bell. A maid opened the door.
"Mrs. Brown! This is a miracle! We thought that you were dead!"
"You wish! Where's my family?"
"Mr. Richard is in the living room and Miss. Amy is in the garden. Mr. Joseph hasn't come from work yet."
"Ok, ok. By the way, this is Rose. She'll be staying with us for a while."
The maid went to get a room ready for Rose, while she followed Molly to the living room.
There was a tall, dark haired man sitting there.
"Mother! I didn't know you were coming." He said when he saw Molly.
"I told you a thousand times that I was going to stay in New York for a couple of days and then I was going to come here. Don't you remember?"
"Yes, but we all thought that, after what happened, you didn't feel like traveling."
"Of course I felt like traveling. No iceberg will stop me from seeing my children."
A door opened unexpectedly behind Molly. She turned around and saw a tinny girl looking at her.
"Amy. Did you think I was dead too?"
"Please, mother. I was going to pick you up in the train station but he wouldn't let me. I think he did something to the car and he doesn't want dad to know. Of course we all knew you were coming today." She said pointing at her brother.
Rose smiled. She would have loved to have a brother or sister. Maybe everything would have been different then.
"Anyway…." Molly said. Her kids stopped fighting and looked at her mother. It was only then that they noticed Rose. "This is Rose. She'll be staying with us for a while."
Amy walked towards her, smiling.
"Hello! I'm Amy and that's my brother Richard. It's nice to have a girl around for a change. Richard can be so annoying sometimes…"
"Don't listen to her. I assure you that she's crazy."
"It's a pleasure to meet you both."
Molly watched them and smile.
"There you go, Jack." She thought. "She's safe now."