The next morning, I woke up around nine a.m. When I opened my eyes, I found my shirt and my pants lying on the floor. I stretched my arms and my legs and looked around in the cabin. I noticed that Harold wasn't there, he probably already went to his shift. I sat upright and picked my clothes up from the floor. I put them on and searched for my shoes which laid near the door. I also put them on and picked my jacket from the chair. Once again, I looked through the room and noticed a small piece of paper on the nightstand. And he also picked up the drawing which I threw from the bed last night. I picked up the note and read it.
Good Morning, beautiful.
I hope you're good. My shift starts in a couple of minutes, that's why you'll wake up without me. Maybe you'll come to the deck when you're up.
~Harold
I wanted to go to the deck and see him, but I decided that I'll first go to breakfast, maybe I'll meet Jack there. I slowly opened the door and stuck my head out to make sure nobody would see me. I believe it wouldn't matter if somebody would see me, but I really don't want to explain anything to one of the officers or worse, the captain himself. So, I looked around and quickly sneaked out of the cabin and ran to the deck.
Nobody saw me so I could calmly go down to G-Deck. When I entered the dining room, all the mess from last night was cleaned up and some breakfast was on a long wooden table. I spotted Fabrizio, Helga, Tommy, and Jack at a table and joined them.
"Morning, guys", I greeted them.
"Morning, Kathy", the men said, Helga said nothing – it didn't bother me.
I sat down next to Jack and stole his bread. "Hey!", he said, but I already took a bite and grinned at him.
"You are so mean!", he said.
I shrugged. "How's Rose?"
"Rose? – I don't know. Yesterday she was fine but then she went to first-class and I haven't seen her since then. But I got to talk to her today."
I nodded and continued eating.
"Kathy?"
"Yes, Jack?"
"Where have you been last night?"
Oh god. I totally forgot that Jack would notice if I wouldn't come back. I must find a good excuse, fast. But not one will pop into my head. My head was full of – of last night with Harold. If Jack could read my mind – no, I don't even want to imagine what would happen if he could.
"Kathy, where have you been?", he asked again and I noticed, that Fabrizio and Tommy – oh, even Helga – were looking at me.
"I- I slept on a bench. Outside." Wow, how believable. Just look away from the fact that it was freezing outside last night.
"I do not believe you, young lady", Jack said.
"Okay, I was with – uhm – with-"
"Let me guess, you were with that officer", Jack said.
"What! No, I was not – I was. You're right, I was with him. So?"
Jack started smiling, no, he grinned and short after he broke out in a loud laugh. "Why did I even ask?! I- After I saw you with that guy after dinner, I exactly knew where you were going after Rose, you and I left the party."
"So, you knew?"
"Of course. You're my sister, I know you better than anybody else", he said chuckling.
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what i never talked about
Historical Fictionone time. only one time she talked about the most traumatic moment in her life. about the days, she found her true love and about the night she saw her brother sinking down to the ground of the atlantic ocean. now she's telling it again. the second...