The beginning

The next thing I knew I was in Edwards arms being carried across the deck. I tried to read his face for some kind of explanation. But there was nothing there. Just panic and pain. Which scared me. I was so used to him reassuring me, telling me everything was going to be okay. The idea of him thinking it wasn’t going to be filled me with a fear I’d never felt before. Shivers flew down my spine which caused Edward to look down. He kissed me on the forehead and smiled. A smile that I hadn’t seen before. A smile that wasn’t all there. A smile of reassurance.

“Edward?,” I croaked, “What…what happened?”

“Nothing sweetheart, nothing to worry about,” the effort in his voice was clear. He was hiding something. Never one to put up with being lied to I struggled out of his arms. Edward made it clear he didn’t want me to. I should have listened, but I didn’t.

What faced me was worse then anything I could have imagined. I was staring at a huge white wall. A white wall of frozen water. Understanding instantly why Edward wanted to keep this from me, I wished I hadn’t looked. Suddenly the Titanic didn’t seem to great. My legs couldn’t hold me up. I fell backwards, happy for strong arms to hold me up. People were starting to crowd. Different people with different reactions. Some screamed, some burst into tears, and some looked up and went insane, jumping off the edge of the boat. Edward kept his arms around me. Gripping as tightly as he could while whispering in my ear. Telling me it was going to be okay, that he would make sure I was okay. I held his hand tightly in mine. Refusing to let go, terrified of what I could lose if I did.

The End

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