Authors Note: This story is basically about how Jemima is really ill and her last moments with the Jellicle tribe. There's a little bit of Jemima/Mistoffelees too.
I did a video for this story so if you want to see it search 00brighteyes00 on youtube and you should find it in my videos.
Why must I lie here still? Can't you see I'm in pain? My hands tremble. I'm so scared. I have too much to live for. With every passing moment I hope I still breathe in the next. My blank stare clouds my real emotions. They can't see what truly lies under this frail body. As I begin to sit up I hear my mother sobbing. I hope she knows I love her. I hope she knows this is not because of her. I can't look at her. She wants me to stay, but I know I can't. She knows I can't. My body cannot sustain on its own. I need them to hold me up. I breathe in deeply the cold, fresh air of a foggy night. I look into my tribe and begin to sing.
They all look at me so anxious. I'm not sure if it's anxious to what I have to say or if I'll say it. I look into Munkustrap's eyes. He's the bravest and most admirable tom I know. I only wish he could have spent more time with me. I see his eyes water and I smile ever so sweetly. My eyes tell him not to cry, but I see the tears come. I noticed one drops onto my loving Demeter my mentor, my sister, my best friend. I still adore her to this very moment. I scan the tribe once again and not looking at anyone in particular. They all should know that they will always be in my heart. May my heart be with me when I'm gone.
My smile becomes bigger now as I see him; the Magical Mr. Mistoffelees. He has always caught the crooked corner of my eye. We were companions like no one else. He comes closer to me and I see him try and touch me. I wish with everything in my I had the strength for one last touch; one last kiss. He's truly beautiful in everyway. Those big brown eyes that I once fell in love with because of their life and youth were now as lifeless and tired as I've ever seen them. I'm beginning to feel it now. My body is giving out. Tantomile nods to her brother and they both pick me up. They bring me down to him. He touches my face so softly. His tears running and softly kisses me like it was the first time he ever did. He holds one of my paws to give me more strength. The three walk me around to say goodbye to everyone.
They all stand in unison and look to the heavy side layer. One last prayer of a miracle I suppose. Each touch is different with emotions; dejectedness, irrationality, and past hope touches. My mind is everywhere now; recalling my past like an old movie. I cringe with pain and moan. I need my mommy. I need my daddy. They rush over to hold me one last time. I begin to cry as the pain becomes more intense.
Old Deutoronomy takes my whole body in his arms. I lose Misto's hand. I cry harder knowing that was truly the last time. Old Deutoronomy takes my body to the hand of the heavy side layer. As I'm holding my last breath he says a prayer for me and my paw slowly falls from his. With one last look at my home I see everyone happy that I'm not longer suffering. I close my eyes and wait for the day of my return.