Chapter 26 - "We'll Meet in the Stars
Meredith looked across the land. She had climbed out her window and hoisted herself onto the roof using one of the many stone gargoyles surrounding the house. Geez, this guy is rich. She looked across his property, expecting herself at the beginning to find herself in Washington on a small piece of property. The roof prooved otherwise, and she realised that Jason was living on some of the best pieces of land ever. Neither times when she had been brought here she was conscious, and she tried to map a way back to Washington but found herself back where she had started, the wind blowing through her locks of blond unwashed hair, her only friend the sounds of the crickets starting to sing the the high grass.
As she sat there, the music of the crickets sending her into a dreamless world, she started thinking again. Her mind was back where it had started. This life at Jason's, or the life you left behind or as Jason had put it so perfectly, freedom or death. Meredith chewed on a lock of hair, her stomach empty. She hadn't been inside all day. She shivered a little, the wind becoming as sharp and as cold as Jason's words to her.
"Advantages of living with Jason." She thought to herself. "I get a bigger room then I had. 2, I'm free to do whatever I want in this place. Disadvantages: Mom, Dad, Dana, Fox, William, no wait..." She thought about that one. If what Jason said was true, either way William and her would never be together.
She fingered the stone statue of the gargoyle nervously, pulling the light blanket over her bare arms. She had taken that from the room, but didn't allow herself to change, even though the closet, just as Jason had assured her was full of clothes. She had checked, and the only thing she didn't see in there was shoes, but she found them in a closet all their own by the bathroom which was bigger then her parent's room at home. She thought silently to herself once more, pissed because she wanted to make the right decision, not one that would affect her for ther rest of her life, however long that would be.
"Come what may..." She sung to herself. Lord she loved that song. She remembered dress rehearsal that night when she had thought about William for the first time since the memorial service. She smiled to herself. Was William thinking about her too? No, he wouldn't. He'd accept her death. That was the way William was, too much like his mother, and still a lot like his father.
She thought about William a moment more, even his mind presence comforting her. She wiped a silver tear from her eye as the sunset painted the sky into watercolour hues of pink, purple, and orange. She made herself think of him, his green eyes hidden behind his often messy red hair. She remembered him coming back to her. She thought about her play, that moment when everything was perfect for her. She was acting, he was coming to New York with her, she would have her William forever. Then the tables turned again. She was left with nothing but Jason.
She saw the moon slowly appear from the sky, the star's twinkle beautifully on top of the velvet sky. She listened to her father's words in her head. He had taken her onto the dock one of the first summer's at the cabin, when she and WIlliam found comfort in bothering one another. She remembered her father pointing at the sky, showing her the constellations.
"See Mere, that's the great bear."
"How did God get a bear in the sky daddy?"
"He put it there." John laughed in spite of his daughter's joke.
"And did he put the other stars there too?"
"He did that too Mere." He looked over at his daughter's face, the perfection of it. With the loss of his first son he remembered what it was like to be a father.
"Then why don't they leave?"
Meredith closed her eyes and two tears gently fell down her cheeks and fell onto the gargoyle she was lying on. She curled her knees to her chin. She wiped the tears off her face, running her fingers over her small scratches and feeling their rough surface and remembering back again.
"The stars are like heaven sweetie. They can't leave."
"Where's heaven Daddy? Auntie Dana says its where we go when we die."
"Some people would say that Mere." John said. He looked back at his daughter. Her eyes were transfixed on the sky, their blue masses reflecting the stars in their bright pupils.
"Then we'll meet eachother daddy, we'll meet there when we die?"
"That's right Mere. We'll meet in the stars."
"We'll meet in the stars." Meredith said to herself. She took one last look at the sky, its perfection too great for her, and she slowly saw what she had to do.
She had made her decision.
Meredith looked across the land. She had climbed out her window and hoisted herself onto the roof using one of the many stone gargoyles surrounding the house. Geez, this guy is rich. She looked across his property, expecting herself at the beginning to find herself in Washington on a small piece of property. The roof prooved otherwise, and she realised that Jason was living on some of the best pieces of land ever. Neither times when she had been brought here she was conscious, and she tried to map a way back to Washington but found herself back where she had started, the wind blowing through her locks of blond unwashed hair, her only friend the sounds of the crickets starting to sing the the high grass.
As she sat there, the music of the crickets sending her into a dreamless world, she started thinking again. Her mind was back where it had started. This life at Jason's, or the life you left behind or as Jason had put it so perfectly, freedom or death. Meredith chewed on a lock of hair, her stomach empty. She hadn't been inside all day. She shivered a little, the wind becoming as sharp and as cold as Jason's words to her.
"Advantages of living with Jason." She thought to herself. "I get a bigger room then I had. 2, I'm free to do whatever I want in this place. Disadvantages: Mom, Dad, Dana, Fox, William, no wait..." She thought about that one. If what Jason said was true, either way William and her would never be together.
She fingered the stone statue of the gargoyle nervously, pulling the light blanket over her bare arms. She had taken that from the room, but didn't allow herself to change, even though the closet, just as Jason had assured her was full of clothes. She had checked, and the only thing she didn't see in there was shoes, but she found them in a closet all their own by the bathroom which was bigger then her parent's room at home. She thought silently to herself once more, pissed because she wanted to make the right decision, not one that would affect her for ther rest of her life, however long that would be.
"Come what may..." She sung to herself. Lord she loved that song. She remembered dress rehearsal that night when she had thought about William for the first time since the memorial service. She smiled to herself. Was William thinking about her too? No, he wouldn't. He'd accept her death. That was the way William was, too much like his mother, and still a lot like his father.
She thought about William a moment more, even his mind presence comforting her. She wiped a silver tear from her eye as the sunset painted the sky into watercolour hues of pink, purple, and orange. She made herself think of him, his green eyes hidden behind his often messy red hair. She remembered him coming back to her. She thought about her play, that moment when everything was perfect for her. She was acting, he was coming to New York with her, she would have her William forever. Then the tables turned again. She was left with nothing but Jason.
She saw the moon slowly appear from the sky, the star's twinkle beautifully on top of the velvet sky. She listened to her father's words in her head. He had taken her onto the dock one of the first summer's at the cabin, when she and WIlliam found comfort in bothering one another. She remembered her father pointing at the sky, showing her the constellations.
"See Mere, that's the great bear."
"How did God get a bear in the sky daddy?"
"He put it there." John laughed in spite of his daughter's joke.
"And did he put the other stars there too?"
"He did that too Mere." He looked over at his daughter's face, the perfection of it. With the loss of his first son he remembered what it was like to be a father.
"Then why don't they leave?"
Meredith closed her eyes and two tears gently fell down her cheeks and fell onto the gargoyle she was lying on. She curled her knees to her chin. She wiped the tears off her face, running her fingers over her small scratches and feeling their rough surface and remembering back again.
"The stars are like heaven sweetie. They can't leave."
"Where's heaven Daddy? Auntie Dana says its where we go when we die."
"Some people would say that Mere." John said. He looked back at his daughter. Her eyes were transfixed on the sky, their blue masses reflecting the stars in their bright pupils.
"Then we'll meet eachother daddy, we'll meet there when we die?"
"That's right Mere. We'll meet in the stars."
"We'll meet in the stars." Meredith said to herself. She took one last look at the sky, its perfection too great for her, and she slowly saw what she had to do.
She had made her decision.