Title: Titanic
Pairing: Chloe & Lex
Rating: NC17
Description: I think the title pretty much speaks for itself Chloe and Lex meet on Titanic - the ship of dreams...
TRAILER:
TITANIC was called… the ship of dreams… and it was… it really was…
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CHLOE
It didn't feel right… It was all so not right! I thought when I finally stood in front of the big black and beautiful ship. It wasn't that I wouldn't enjoy the journey, that part would certainly be good but later… what would I do later?
I'd been forced to get engaged with a rich man because my family had just lost everything… we were bankrupts and had to come back to America…
New world, new life… it wasn't that much scary like the fact that I was going to marry Davis Bloom – the man I wasn't quite sure I really loved.
And what is love, my dear? A childish dream, nothing more. You have to look into your future, you have to have money to have a decent life… I heard the echo of my mother's voice in my head.
But was it really that much important? What would the expensive dresses, furniture and meals give me? And spending all my days in that too tight corset… Sometimes I would just prefer to be poor… I wouldn't have much but maybe… just maybe I would find what I would really need and my life wouldn't be so empty.
It was empty now. It didn't matter how many clothes or belongings I had, it was empty and nothing could fill that gap.
Still, I didn't know how to be poor, I didn't know how to make my own living, I'd been raised as an aristocrat.
Yet, I felt so dead inside.
I had to end that feeling. I had to be free… or I would be suffocated forever…
And there he was… Davis… standing right by my side and looking at Titanic with clear admiration on his face.
"I don't see what's the fuss all about," I said because… seriously… that was just a very big ship, right?
Now Davis turned to my mother and started kissing her ass for a change.
He wanted to get to my pants really badly, I could tell, it was quite funny though, all I'd ever done was to not be so nice to him and he'd been attracted to that. Some men were just strange…
"Chloe…" he turned to me again offering me his hand and leading me up to the board.
"Would you mind cheering up a little bit, my dear? You look like you were going to your own execution," my mother scolded me but I just winced.
"Welcome to Titanic!" They greeted us when we finally reached the entrance.
I wanted to scream… I wanted to run… but where? How would I live? Maybe I would succeed, I was strong but I didn't have enough courage to just leave my family, leave everything that I knew behind…
***
LEX
Here I was. Sitting in a bar looking at the biggest and most beautiful ship I'd ever seen through the dirty window while playing poker.
All I had to do was just win. I had to win my free passage to America. I had to get there and first I needed to get on Titanic. Maybe if I wasn't lucky I could sneak in somehow? The ship was so big that I doubted that would work… The only way in was the dock.
When my mother had died I'd thought that I'd been left all alone in this world. I'd had no one and just recently I'd found out about my father. My mother had never told me his name when I'd been little, she'd just told me he hadn't known she'd been pregnant when she'd left him.
Then, after her death I'd found something in her notes… his name – Lionel Luthor. I didn't know how I would find him when in America but it was worth to try, that country was big but I had time... and nothing to lose.
When I looked down on my cards…
"And? Whatcha got?" my friend asked me.
I turned to him keeping my poker face and spoke:
"Two pairs… sorry Dunkan…"
He answered me back in Spanish but I could understand. So what that I'd been poor and always fighting for my survivior? It didn't mean I hadn't been learning. I'd done all my work by myself, but I'd done it. I'd been learning on my own, all my life, without any help and I was pretty much proud of what I knew. Sometimes I'd been sneaking in some libraries at nights for search of some place to sleep in and ended up reading academic books.
"Sorry, you're not gonna see your mom for a long time… because we're going to America!" I put my cards on the table. "Full house, boys!"
We jumped to our feet, screaming with joy.
"Boys!" The bartender yelled. "Titanic goes to America in five minutes!"
"Shit!"
"Shit! Go!"
"Come on!" We took the money we'd won along with the tickets and ran.
When we finally got there the guard asked:
"Have you been through inspection?"
Ehmm… what?
"Of course! Of course! We're fine! We're American!" I told him and then when I just thought that he would laugh in our faces and turn us back he said:
"Welcome abroad."
"He totally bought it!" Dunkan laughed when we got to the main deck.
"Yeah, you just had to leave all the talking to me," I smiled to him and turned my face to the land. We were sailing away… leaving Britain behind us… that was the adventure, that was the new life… that was my chance to find my father and have a family again.
What if he didn't accept me? Well… then I would figure out something else… like I always did.
***
CHLOE
Here we go… I thought looking at the land that was becoming smaller and smaller while the tight knot in my stomach was getting tighter and tighter.
What now? Would I be able to go on with my life?
***
LEX
We got to the C class level in searching for our cabin.
"Hey! It's here!" I called my friend so he followed me inside.
There were already two men inside and it was very small but I'd been living in much worse conditions in my life, this was picnic.
"Hey, I'm Lex," I introduced myself. "This is my friend, Duncan."
"Nice to meet you."
They looked at us strangely and started talking to each other in a language I couldn't understand. I guessed that they were wondering why their friends didn't make it.
***
CHLOE
Ok, let's start with the small things… and work it all out from here… I started unpacking. The journey would be long so I would have to do it eventually.
Our suits were rich and spacious, exactly what I would expect from my family although my mother should stop spending so much money. We'd had to sell a lot from our old house and now we were travelling with the stuff that were left.
I wanted to hang my pictures on the wall but I had no idea where… it was so richly decorated already…
"God, not those finger paintings again!" Davis's voice came from the door. "They certainly were a waste of money."
"They're fascinating…" I said doing my best to hide how angry I was at him.
Those paitings had been hard to keep from my mother's fingers. She'd wanted to get rid of them but I would faster give all of my dresses up.
"It's like being inside a dream or something…" I added looking at them. "There's truth but no logic."
I ignored Davis's puzzled look.
***
LEX
The journey started for good…
I'd never had more fun in my entire life... For the first time I didn't have to worry about getting job, food or finding some place to live… I had everything here, for the cost of the tickets I'd won playing cards!
I didn't want to waste any time I had on that great piece of metal work, it was all so fascinating.
I was walking around, observing people, sketching. watching the dolphins in the sea...
And then on the spur of the moment I climbed on the prow screaming:
"I'M THE KING OF THE WOLRD!"
***
CHLOE
Boring… boring… exhaustingly boring…
I was just about to have a dinner with Emil Hamilton, the man that had designed the ship, and my family.
I decided to do what I'd been doing best – to annoy my mother – so I lightened up a cigarette.
"You know I don't like that, Chloe." She turned to me so I exhaled the smoke right into her face.
"Oh, she knows…" Davis bent over to me, swept the cigarette from my finger and put it out. Then he ordered a meal for us without even asking what I wanted.
Soon I left them, I got tired of provoking them, it wasn't fair to Mr Hamilton, he'd created something big and meaningful after all and he didn't deserve such a treatment from my side.
I went to the main dock and watched the people on the lower one.
LEX
I was sitting on the dock, sketching in my notebook.
A man with his daughter… happy loving family… I wish I had that once… maybe I would if I got lucky with finding my father.
Then I saw her.
Walking over to the balustrade on the main dock.
Looking like and angel… blond hair… slender posture… but such a sad and mused face…
"Ah… forget it, boy," my new friend said. "You never get next to the legs of her."
I didn't even bother to tell him to watch his language. I was too far gone…
Then, just for a moment she tilted her head and our eyes met… but in the next second she was looking back at the sea again.
A tall, handsome and very well dressed man appeared saying something to her.
She got angry and left.
***
CHLOE
Couldn't I be left alone for just a minute? A minute!
The more time I was spending with Davis the less I liked him. And he was the one to be my future husband? Life was too long to just agree to something like that… but then… what would happen to me and my family? Where would we go?
The answer was simple – we would just die.
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