The Aftermath of the Titanic
Tim has never seen Titanic. It baffles his three female friends. It baffles them into an instant movie-night. It’s not that big a deal. He hadn’t had anything to do tonight anyway. Since Jason is out of town. Again. With Roy and Kory. Again.
(Please don’t let him have Dick’s thing with redheads.)
So here Tim is, on Selina’s couch. Pamela’s legs are draped over his lap and Harley’s head is resting on Pamela’s legs and Selina’s leaning against him. He has had to get used to a lot of bodily affection. It’s not bad, just strange (different from Jason’s physical affection. Jason’s afraid he’ll break him). He wonders if all girls are just this touchy, or if it’s just the Sirens. Because Stephanie wasn’t often this touchy.
Tim knows how the movie ends, from history. The RMS Titanic sinks, lots of people die, it’s sad and woeful. And from the beginning, Tim isn’t sure if he’ll like this movie. The main character is a redhead. But, then, Pamela’s a red head too, so he can’t be too judgmental. (But he cannot help but be jealous.)
Well. Tim realizes that the movie isn’t so bad. Jack and Rose sure do seem to love each other. It’s sweet. The class difference was a big deal in the early nineteen hundreds. In fact, it still it, as far as he knows. Bruce doesn’t care, of course, but that doesn’t mean that others don’t care. (After all, Bruce loves Selina, a thief.)
Tim continues to watch (this movie is long). The girls don’t shift positions at all. They are riveted. And, to be honest, Tim is too. That sex scene hadn’t been at all explicit, but that hand running through the steam in the back of that car was pretty provocative.
And then it happens. The boat hits the iceberg. Okay. Here’s the part of history Tim knows for a fact. The boat hits the iceberg and then the Titanic slowly sinks, killing tons of people, because the lfieboats never get filled all the way.
He knew, logically, that of course people drowned below decks. After all, that’s where most of the dead people were located, because they could not get out. But he did not know how shockingly awful it would be to watch. Tim also had no idea that Rose and Jack had been stranded in the ocean on a headboard. (Though again, logically, he knows that they weren’t real people.)
“I’ll never let go,” Rose says quietly, looking at her frozen solid lover.
And then she lets go of her beloved’s hand and watches him sink to the bottom of the ocean.
Rose lets go.
Rose. Lets. Go.
Rose lets go.
And that just appalls him. It appalls him on the inside too, because he starts to cry. Now, his friends are wiping away pearly tears off of their smooth cheeks and it all looks very dainty and lovely. But Tim is bawling over a movie. A movie with characters who aren’t even real. But Rose promised. Rose promised and then she lied. She let him go and watched him sink and she lied about not letting go-
And Harley’s cuddling him. It’s all very sudden, but it’s still really hard to breathe because it’s just so sad.
“Oh, don’t worry, pumpkin. This happens to everyone the first time,” Harley coos. (In case anyone didn’t know, he’s Harleys pumpkin, Selina’s honey, and Pamela’s sweeting. That was also something that he had to get used to.)
“Indeed,” Selina says, sighing, brushing another two tears away from her eyes. “It’s a heartbreaker.”
“I do not understand,” Tim’s breaths are shaky, but at least he’s done crying, “why she let go.”
“No one with a heart does,” Pamela says, heaving a sigh of her own.
Tim lets them hug him, checking the time on Selina’s cat clock (complete with moving tail) above the television. “Since it’s so late,” and since no one’s home to return to right now anyway, “can I stay here?” He turns to Selina who is smiling one of her feline smiles.
“Of course, honey,” she replies, her voice a purr. “In fact, I think we can manage an impromptu sleepover.”
Harley claps enthusiastically, “I brought The Time Traveler’s Wife just in case!” She squeals.
Tim settles in to watch this movie, picking a nice, expensive looking blanket off of the floor and curling it around himself and his friends.
By the next morning, Tim thinks his tear ducts may be all out of tears for the next twenty four hours.
(Tim had had no idea that so many girl movies were so depressing.)
(Please don’t let him have Dick’s thing with redheads.)
So here Tim is, on Selina’s couch. Pamela’s legs are draped over his lap and Harley’s head is resting on Pamela’s legs and Selina’s leaning against him. He has had to get used to a lot of bodily affection. It’s not bad, just strange (different from Jason’s physical affection. Jason’s afraid he’ll break him). He wonders if all girls are just this touchy, or if it’s just the Sirens. Because Stephanie wasn’t often this touchy.
Tim knows how the movie ends, from history. The RMS Titanic sinks, lots of people die, it’s sad and woeful. And from the beginning, Tim isn’t sure if he’ll like this movie. The main character is a redhead. But, then, Pamela’s a red head too, so he can’t be too judgmental. (But he cannot help but be jealous.)
Well. Tim realizes that the movie isn’t so bad. Jack and Rose sure do seem to love each other. It’s sweet. The class difference was a big deal in the early nineteen hundreds. In fact, it still it, as far as he knows. Bruce doesn’t care, of course, but that doesn’t mean that others don’t care. (After all, Bruce loves Selina, a thief.)
Tim continues to watch (this movie is long). The girls don’t shift positions at all. They are riveted. And, to be honest, Tim is too. That sex scene hadn’t been at all explicit, but that hand running through the steam in the back of that car was pretty provocative.
And then it happens. The boat hits the iceberg. Okay. Here’s the part of history Tim knows for a fact. The boat hits the iceberg and then the Titanic slowly sinks, killing tons of people, because the lfieboats never get filled all the way.
He knew, logically, that of course people drowned below decks. After all, that’s where most of the dead people were located, because they could not get out. But he did not know how shockingly awful it would be to watch. Tim also had no idea that Rose and Jack had been stranded in the ocean on a headboard. (Though again, logically, he knows that they weren’t real people.)
“I’ll never let go,” Rose says quietly, looking at her frozen solid lover.
And then she lets go of her beloved’s hand and watches him sink to the bottom of the ocean.
Rose lets go.
Rose. Lets. Go.
Rose lets go.
And that just appalls him. It appalls him on the inside too, because he starts to cry. Now, his friends are wiping away pearly tears off of their smooth cheeks and it all looks very dainty and lovely. But Tim is bawling over a movie. A movie with characters who aren’t even real. But Rose promised. Rose promised and then she lied. She let him go and watched him sink and she lied about not letting go-
And Harley’s cuddling him. It’s all very sudden, but it’s still really hard to breathe because it’s just so sad.
“Oh, don’t worry, pumpkin. This happens to everyone the first time,” Harley coos. (In case anyone didn’t know, he’s Harleys pumpkin, Selina’s honey, and Pamela’s sweeting. That was also something that he had to get used to.)
“Indeed,” Selina says, sighing, brushing another two tears away from her eyes. “It’s a heartbreaker.”
“I do not understand,” Tim’s breaths are shaky, but at least he’s done crying, “why she let go.”
“No one with a heart does,” Pamela says, heaving a sigh of her own.
Tim lets them hug him, checking the time on Selina’s cat clock (complete with moving tail) above the television. “Since it’s so late,” and since no one’s home to return to right now anyway, “can I stay here?” He turns to Selina who is smiling one of her feline smiles.
“Of course, honey,” she replies, her voice a purr. “In fact, I think we can manage an impromptu sleepover.”
Harley claps enthusiastically, “I brought The Time Traveler’s Wife just in case!” She squeals.
Tim settles in to watch this movie, picking a nice, expensive looking blanket off of the floor and curling it around himself and his friends.
By the next morning, Tim thinks his tear ducts may be all out of tears for the next twenty four hours.
(Tim had had no idea that so many girl movies were so depressing.)