Unsanctified confessions
"Spike! Ed! Lets go!" I woke up on my bed in my room with photos plastered to my face. I soon heard a running thumping noise outside my door.
"Spike person is uppies!!!" Ed jumped on my stomach, which wasn't quite healed, and smiled in my face
"...Nice to see you too Ed, now get off." I pick up Ed with my left arm and place her on the floor as I exit my room to go get something to eat.
"Wow, you're up, that's a surprise." Jet mocked as he handed me some coffee. I sipped it happily, man had I missed coffee.
"Wow that looks cool can Ed have some?" Ed's amber eyes grew large and her mouth drooled.
"NO!" Jet and I both said in unison, Ed on coffee would kill us all.
"...oh alllllriiiight." Ed wrinkled her nose as she tried to pounce on Ein, but missed and belly flopped on the floor.
"So, why are we seeing Faye this early?" I asked gulping down the rest of my coffee
"...oh I don't know 'cause I felt like it." Jets words dripped with sarcasm "Because this is when Visiting hours are. Since we aren't family, we have to come during certain hours." He finished off his coffee too just in time to see Ed jump off the couch, land into a somersault and chase Ein around the room.
"Is she always this spastic in the mornings?" I asked my eyebrow arched
"You should see her after she eats sugar." Jet chuckled as he went to the hangar.
I followed him to the hangar as Ed leaped up and went after Jet. I saw my swordfish in the hangar, the small gang tag was gone, but that day wasn't. It's not something that can be washed away from memory. I hop in the cockpit and get reacquainted with the controls, it has seemed like a lifetime since I have flown it.
"Jet, what exactly is Faye's condition?" I asked before I realized I was even thinking about her
"She is still unconscious, but yesterday the doctor did say she said some things in her sleep." Jet said quickly, he was preoccupied to really take note; he was trying to put Ed in the hammerhead since she insisted she would come.
"hmm." I put the Swordfish in gear and flew off before Jet had a chance to look over his shoulder.
I wanted to get this over with. I accelerated through the still cement clouded city. I took a sharp left and flew along the seascape until I saw a large white building brightly shining in the dawning sky; in spite of the rest of the dingy town. I set down the swordfish in a parking deck and saw the hammerhead over my shoulder fly in.
"Spike the least you could do was wait." Jet grumbled angrily, he wasn't angry because I left but, because Ed was driving him crazy.
I shrugged as I put my hands in my pockets and walked to the hospital, I really do not want to go in, I want to stay in the bebop and just…rest. Something thought tells me that maybe I should just show up today, just today. Jet talked to the receptionist as I lurked in the immaculate surroundings. Ed bounced off the walls and began to chew on a magazine. Jet motioned for me to follow him as we walked down a hallway, that led to a smaller hallway that led to a lobby; then proceeded to send us down another hallway. I hate hospitals. When we arrived at her door, 668, I felt nothing, empty and hollow, nothing really mattered anymore; Julia is dead and soon he will be too. However, nothing prepared me for was I was about to see.
Faye was there, frozen like a cold statue of death. She looked so vulnerable lying there, so unlike the Faye I knew. I stood there almost in awe, as the monitors reflected her dim heartbeat. What is going on? I felt my heart sink into my stomach again, what do I do now? Everything about her was different. Her skin looked transparent, her lips pale, her hair lacked its usual flare. This is not Faye. This is not my Faye, something is terribly wrong, I want her to just sit up and tempestuously start yelling at me.
"Jet, has she been like this for a week?" I asked in almost disbelief
"She used to look worse." Jet leaned up against the wall as I saw Ed lean over her innocently
"Jet person…Faye looks broken." Ed's eyes softened as she poked her arm in search for life.
I counter to the other side of the bed where a folding metal chair stood. I sat in it and looked at her. She did look broken, like a body that has lost all its spirit. She looked as if all of her bubbling spirit had run out, a toy with no batteries.
Broken bits of china doll…
I touched her hand and held it, it was cold and brittle. I bit my lip as I took my hand away. I was horrified, because my world was shattering and I can't control a thing. I can't even sort out if I should hunt down Vicious or not, I can't mourn Julia without questioning if she loved me, I can't even look at Faye without thinking that it's because of me she is like this right now.
I have to runaway.
I stand up adruptly and walk briskly out of the room, ignoring the words that spilled out of Jet's mouth. I soon find a red sign that says exit and I find myself standing out in a small courtyard as it starts to rain. I light a cigarette and exhale deeply as I sit on the ground and put my chin in my hand. I was finally enjoying my peace when Jet barges out the door seething.
"What in the hell are you doing?" he asked really pissed off
"I had to leave." I replied
"She saved your life and you can't even spend five minutes in there!" Jet shouted at me as I looked back up at him
"I realize that Jet, I have a lot of things on my mind." I stated as if he would know.
"Like what?" He asked angrily
"Do you really want to hear the whole sad story?" I asked him, I am just fed up
"That would help!" Jet shouted back.
"Fine! The hitman that shot Faye was hired by Julia to kill me; She sent one after Vicious too. When the hitman told me where she would be, I met her there and she-" I paused as I tried to get this out of my system. "She tried to end the dream Jet, by killing Vicious and I. She almost killed me when Vicious came up from behind her and killed her, making her shot miss. He turned and walked away and that is that!" I shouted angrily back at Jet, I don't know whether to be angry, or sad I am just a confused man trying to end his pain.
"Spike…so what now?" Jet asked, looking down at me sitting on the wet concrete
"So now… I really don't know, I'll go after Vicious." I stood up stomping out my spent cigarette
"Well, it sound like to me he saved your life to me, Spike." Jet opened an envelope he should have left closed
"Jet, you think by killing my love he saved me? He killed my Julia, my one true love and you think that saved me? What in the hell is wrong with you?" I narrowed my eyes into a menacing stare as Jet was taken aback and retreated back into the hospital.
"Spike, you do as you wish, if you want to kill Vicious, go right ahead. If you want to suffer in your past, fine by me, but I suggest you at least think things through before you go in headstrong. Think what the right thing is and who and what are important to you." Jet looked at me with a insightful speech, the first I had heard him make in a while. I guess I should feel honored I sarcastically chuckled to myself
"Jet you know nothing." I retaliated not letting him have the final word
"Spike I'll be with Ed and Faye, you can leave, stay, fall asleep, die, whatever." Jet frowned at me as he turned his back for the final time and went to Faye's room where he was immediately confronted by a screaming Ed. I could faintly hear the words through the glass windowed door.
"Faye-Faye is uppies!" Ed shrieked at the top of her lungs as Jet grabbed her mouth and shushed her, then went inside the room. Faye is awake, too bad I am not.
Pain of the dammed…