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9:00 am Wednesday November 19th.
Jesse awoke early or late, he really didn't know he was too tired to care. Then, the events of last night came washing upon him like a tsunami; he opened his eyes, nothing.
It was the same if they were closed. Now he wanted to cry but found himself unable too, it was so unfair he did nothing to deserve this.
Jesse suddenly noticed something; he wasn't alone in his bed. There was warmth radiating off the person next to him, who was it? He could feel his body grow very hot, his cheeks were flushed, and his breath became rigid. There was only one person in the world who smelled like that, and that was Leslie Burke. Leslie Burke was sleeping in the same bed as him.
Jess felt a shift off weight on the bed and realized that Leslie was waking up. Before he could do anything, he felt Leslie's angel soft hands on his cheek.
"Hey" she said softly caressing his cheek, Jess longed the feel of her hand it was soft and comfortable he wished she would keep caressing forever.
"Hey" he said after a long and uncomfortable silence, Leslie sniffled Jess sensed she was fighting back tears "hey, he said reaching out into the blackness and cupping her cheek "its gonna be ok," Jess felt like he was telling himself more then Leslie.
"I hope your right," she said before getting up she took Jesses hand and helped him up. It felt so weird not being able to see anything, almost unnatural. Jess felt lightheaded for several seconds before Leslie said, "good morning Mrs. Aarons,"
Jess once again felt his cheeks go red "hey guys," his mother said sleepily. Had she been there all this time was she sleeping in the room with them? Aw crap, what if she was? Jess thought nervously.
He heard his mother yawn and she then told him and Leslie to go down stairs. Jess had a feeling of growing dread. jess had a hunch what this talk was going to be about, but before he worried about that he had to actually get down stairs.
It felt weird, he couldn't see where he was going obviously, so when he stepped down he felt like he missed a step this happened all the way down and Leslie had to stop him from falling more then once.
Once Jess and Leslie found themselves comfortable downstairs, his mother began explaining to him what was going to happen for now on. She also explained how things were going to be done. First off, she explained to Jess all the different equipment the doctor gave to him. She explained how Brail would let him be able to read and how it would take time and how the whole family was there for him despite the fact that his mother and Leslie was the only one present. She also explained how the school would help him adjust to his "new lifestyle" and how he would be able to leave classes early with someone to help him, whom Leslie to Jesse's relief volunteered. Jess couldn't picture Scott Hoagar helping him to class, any more then he could picture himself snogging monster mouth Myers.
Mary Aarons then explained how he would be given more time to work on projects and how she and his sisters would help him with his homework and how the whole family was there for him. She then went on to explain how he would have to where black sunglasses for now on in mixed company. As a blind persons eyes sometimes frightened people and it was only polite to where them. Jess didn't perticurly mind this, but he was getting sick of his mother saying how the whole family was there for him.
She then went on to explain how there were audio books which meant Jesse could continue too read books which cheered Jess up considerably, but his spirits quickly diminished when remembered why he needed them.
His mother then explained how he would have to use a cane to help guide him around places a how he was to keep it with him at all times, in which Jess promised he would. Jess wished is mother would let him go upstairs he knew it as taking all of her energy to not breakdown and cry. Jess knew she was trying to be strong for Jess, but it wasn't honestly helping.
Mary explained the rest of the equipment Jess had to use for now on, she also said that once the family had enough money, they would buy a seeing eye dog for him. Jess wished he could go upstairs. He felt exhausted, but he didn't know why he hadn't done anything except get up and walk down stairs, but he felt tired all the same. The energy seemed to have been drained from his body.
11:30 pm Wednesday November 19th.
Dr. Steven Mavien was sitting in a bar it was 11: 30 in evening on a Wednesday, and he wasn't even close to how drunk he wanted to be. His body seemed to be rejecting the alcohol as he had been to the bathroom nine times in the two hours he had been here at the Higgins Haven.
It had been a hard week for Mavien, one of his patients died of a brain tumor right after he told them they still had a month to live, he had to tell another patient, a twelve year old that he was blind, on top of all that one of his friends from college was in a car wreck. Yes it has been a very long week for Dr. Mavien.
Someone planted themselves down on the barstool beside him, "you look like shit," the man stated bluntly.
"Hey Jeff," Mavien said to his friend Jeffery Hoffman, "how you doing?" Mavien asked not really wanting to hear the answer.
"Aww you know, SSDD," the man said taking a shot of tequila.
"Amen, Jeffery amen," Mavien said taking another shot. Steve looked at his poker buddy for nine years "Its been a long week," he said wisely.
"Yeah whys that," Jeff asked curious.
Steve chuckled "you have no idea, first I had this idiot newbie trying to tell me how to do my job, then I had this poor old sucker die, right after I told him he was guaranteed to live at least, for one more month. Then I had to tell this twelve year old who looked like he came right out of the trailer park, that he was blind. And to top it all off, you remember Colin Mitchell?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, saw him just last week," Jeff said remembering.
"Well he's dead," Mavien stated forcefully.
"what?" Hoffman exclaimed.
"Yep he was going to Ohio to visit some relatives and some drunk teenager creamed him," Mavien said ordering another shot of tequila.
"Wow," was all that Hoffman could say. There was a long silence, that Jeff eventually broke "and I thought my life sucked," downing another glass.
Steve looked at him "thanks buddy," he said sarcastically. All in all Jeff's life was probably harder then Steve's. Jeff was a police sergeant, for Washington D.C. Police Department and he always got stuck with the crapy cases. Jeff was one of the officers Virginia tech a place that would haunt his memories forever.
Jeff's police radio beeped, he held it to his ear and listened, he then fastened it back to his belt and started gathering his stuff.
"What's up?" Steve asked curious.
"Ahh just some little turd violating his house arrest" he said putting on his jacket and started to leave before he turned back to Steve "don't worry to much about that stuff ok Doc? remember we all have a choice," Hoffman said wisely. He then turned and left leaving Mavien to his thoughts, he decided not to dwell on the stuff that happened this week, but was curious on why he said the latter. He eventually came to the conclusion that it was probably the alcohol talking.
Feeling pressure in his lower stomach Mavien quickly hurried to the bathroom to relieve his bowels.
1:00 pm Wednesday November 19th.
Jesse felt sick. Not the good kind of sick either his stomach felt smushy and empty his skin felt like it was on fire, but it was cold at the same time, of course that's probably what he deserved for going outside into the crisp November air.
"You ok?" Leslie asked concerned. Jesse had been remotely quiet ever since his mother got done explaining to him all the stuff he had to do and use, it took a total of four hours to explain it all.
"yeah im just… frustrated" he allowed himself to admit.
Leslie put a comforting hand on his shoulder "don't worry ok? Im gonna stay with you, trough it all you wont have to go through this alone,".
Her words melted him his legs collapsed and he fell against the back of his house sobbing, his head in his knees. He couldn't control it, it was so hard. He felt Leslie hug him he wished she would never let go he needed to see. Her.
Her beautiful face, her golden hair, her beautiful eyes. Every part of Leslie Burke was beautiful and he would never get to see her again. It could have been worse he told himself Leslie could have died you could have died he told himself. Jess's mind was right it could have been worse a lot worse.
"Jess," his mother called through the screen door, Jess dried his eyes on his shirt and stood up. Leslie made a move to help him but he told her not too, "I got to get used to getting places on my own," he told her in which she kindly excepted.
Jess felt so vulnerable banging his cane away every which way he went. He felt around for the door and I took him almost two minutes to realize he was looking on the wrong side of the door, he found the handle and opened the screen door.
Jess felt his way into the kitchen and plumped himself down on the bench he felt drained, jess just wanted too curl up in a ball on his bed and sleep and maybe if he could manage it cry. His head had been begging him to cry his heart out ever since doctor Mavien told him he was blind. And yet he couldn't manage it, sure he cried at the hospital, but that was more of just tears not the kind of crying he needed. His soul needed.
Jesse ate his lunch, the rest of the girls would be home from school in an hour or so. Leslie sat down beside him his mother laid some food down, he smelled it and he could tell it was pancakes.
Mary Aarons sat across from her now blind son, and the girl that he cared so much for. Mary often wondered where her son would be had he not met this inparticular girl. Never the less Mary was glad Jess had a friend that cared so much.
"So Leslie how are your parents" Mary asked trying the lessen the tension in the room, but for some reason this seemed to cause the girl to be fidgety.
"Their fine" Leslie said politely.
"good" Mrs. Aarons said nodding "and they were ok with you staying the night?"
With this Leslie laughed but it was not the hearty, fun-loving laugh, Jesse was used to. This one was cold, bitter, and full of resent.
Leslie stopped laughing abruptly and Mrs. Aarons could se by the look on the young girls face that she had let something slip. something she didn't want Jess or her to know. This bothered Mrs. Aarons slightly.
Soon after lunch the girls came home in hand me down winter jackets: the cold had come early this year. A couple hours after the girls came home Jesse Sr. did, Jess was expecting to be treated better then he used too. Instead he had his heart ripped in two when he heard his father slumping down on the couch and turn on Larry King.
Jess felt miserable by the end of the night and even more so when Leslie left, her fierce hug did not help his anxiety much when usually they melted him.
Jesse went to bed in his clothes that night mainly because the house was freezing and he had on winter clothes. Unfortunately, he was unable to sleep he just laid there wondering if there was a point to living anymore. Jesse was starting to wonder if he would be better off dead?
(AN: thanks again to all those who have reviewed sorry this one took longer to put up i think I again improved on my grammer errors. Oh and there is a topic that needs to be discussed the whole Leslie sleeping in the same bed as Jesse thing. what you have to realizes that there 12 they don't see the problem in two kids sharing the same bed and as far as the kissing distance thing goes specifically said in the last chapter there was no suggestiveness in her tone just genuine concern she wanted to sleep wit Jesse because she knew it would have been a hard night alone she wanted to sleep with him not "sleep" with him)
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