'Sweetie? Baby, please. Come out of your room. It's been a week.'
'Leave me alone! Why can't you just stop trying to control the way I feel? I hate you!'
'Jade, I don't try to control the way you feel and if you think that than I'm sorry. I'm just. I'm just worried about you. I want my daughter back.'
'Well, you're not going to get her back! Just like I'll never get dad back!'
'Jade it wasn't my fault that he passed away you have to understand that.'
Click. The door opened very slowly and Lora Lye, Jade's mother, peered into the room, nervously.
'Jade?'
'It may not have been your fault that he died,' said Jade, finally stepping out to face her mother. 'But it is your fault that I never got to see him! How could you keep me away from him? You know how much he means to me! He was my dad! He was always there for me when I really needed him, why couldn't you have just let me be there for him when he needed me?'
'Jade your father was always away on business. That's why we separated in the first place. You hardly ever got to see him.'
'But that doesn't mean he meant any less to me than he did before. When I was baby, he always used to tell me that I meant the world to him. That he would always be there. Now, because of you, I have to live with this guilt inside of me that I wasn't there for him, even when he was sick. I don't know how you can just stand there like that. You know what you've done to me I will never forgive you for. Never. Get out of my room. And while you're at it, get out of my life!'
'Jade, I.' Lora Lye, feeling at a loss for words, glanced around the room, desperately searching for something, anything, that could possibly help her to connect with her daughter. Suddenly, her gaze fell apon a picture of Jade's father. The cover glass had been shattered and the frame, horribly mutated.
Jade noticed her mother's gaze narrow and than become distant almost in the same instant. Lora Lye walked over to where the picture laid and collapsed onto the floor.
'The time has come,' she whispered. 'For my worst fears to be realized. You are your father's daughter, and to my promise I must stay true.'
Jade stared at her mother with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Could this be some elaborate trick to get her out of her depression? Yes, it must be. She was acting much to strange. This wasn't like her mother, not at all. And yet, something held Jade's gaze onto Lora Lye. She sensed something in her mother's eyes that she had not felt since the day her father left. Fear.
'A promise is a promise,' whispered Lora Lye. 'That I can't deny. Come now, dear friend, and help me try to let my daughter free. With all my strength, and all my love let my baby be.'
Jade, utterly amazed at the sight before her, stood frozen where she was. Suddenly, something began to draw Jade to her mother. She knelt down beside Lora Lye who had begun to breathe heavily.
'I love you mommy,' she said. She had no idea why, but her mom just seemed like she was in need of Jade's love. Now more than ever.
At this moment, a great bird, deep red in colour, soared gracefully into Jade's bedroom and placed itself on Lora Lye's lap. He lowered his head onto her mother's chest as sparkling tears began to form in his bright eyes. Suddenly, a warm, blue light shimmered throughout her mother's skin. She stood up and Jade, feeling strange and light headed, followed suite. Her mother took hold of her face and Jade felt warmth spread through her body, down to her fingers and toes.
'I give you my strength Jade. It isn't much but it is all I can do to protect you. We will see each other again soon. Please don't cry,' for Jade had begun to weep. 'I love you baby. Take care. I will always watch over you. Until we meet again.'
Jade gazed into her mother's blue eyes. The same eyes as Jade's. As she thought of this she had to turn away. What was happening? She didn't know. She didn't care.
'I love you too, mom.'
When Jade looked up, her mother was gone. All that was left was a black handkerchief . What it meant, Jade didn't know but, as she knelt to pick it up, she had a strong feeling that she would find out. Her gaze was drawn to the window.
'Hello Jade. I see you've met Fawkes. Perhaps you would like to meet me?'
'Leave me alone! Why can't you just stop trying to control the way I feel? I hate you!'
'Jade, I don't try to control the way you feel and if you think that than I'm sorry. I'm just. I'm just worried about you. I want my daughter back.'
'Well, you're not going to get her back! Just like I'll never get dad back!'
'Jade it wasn't my fault that he passed away you have to understand that.'
Click. The door opened very slowly and Lora Lye, Jade's mother, peered into the room, nervously.
'Jade?'
'It may not have been your fault that he died,' said Jade, finally stepping out to face her mother. 'But it is your fault that I never got to see him! How could you keep me away from him? You know how much he means to me! He was my dad! He was always there for me when I really needed him, why couldn't you have just let me be there for him when he needed me?'
'Jade your father was always away on business. That's why we separated in the first place. You hardly ever got to see him.'
'But that doesn't mean he meant any less to me than he did before. When I was baby, he always used to tell me that I meant the world to him. That he would always be there. Now, because of you, I have to live with this guilt inside of me that I wasn't there for him, even when he was sick. I don't know how you can just stand there like that. You know what you've done to me I will never forgive you for. Never. Get out of my room. And while you're at it, get out of my life!'
'Jade, I.' Lora Lye, feeling at a loss for words, glanced around the room, desperately searching for something, anything, that could possibly help her to connect with her daughter. Suddenly, her gaze fell apon a picture of Jade's father. The cover glass had been shattered and the frame, horribly mutated.
Jade noticed her mother's gaze narrow and than become distant almost in the same instant. Lora Lye walked over to where the picture laid and collapsed onto the floor.
'The time has come,' she whispered. 'For my worst fears to be realized. You are your father's daughter, and to my promise I must stay true.'
Jade stared at her mother with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Could this be some elaborate trick to get her out of her depression? Yes, it must be. She was acting much to strange. This wasn't like her mother, not at all. And yet, something held Jade's gaze onto Lora Lye. She sensed something in her mother's eyes that she had not felt since the day her father left. Fear.
'A promise is a promise,' whispered Lora Lye. 'That I can't deny. Come now, dear friend, and help me try to let my daughter free. With all my strength, and all my love let my baby be.'
Jade, utterly amazed at the sight before her, stood frozen where she was. Suddenly, something began to draw Jade to her mother. She knelt down beside Lora Lye who had begun to breathe heavily.
'I love you mommy,' she said. She had no idea why, but her mom just seemed like she was in need of Jade's love. Now more than ever.
At this moment, a great bird, deep red in colour, soared gracefully into Jade's bedroom and placed itself on Lora Lye's lap. He lowered his head onto her mother's chest as sparkling tears began to form in his bright eyes. Suddenly, a warm, blue light shimmered throughout her mother's skin. She stood up and Jade, feeling strange and light headed, followed suite. Her mother took hold of her face and Jade felt warmth spread through her body, down to her fingers and toes.
'I give you my strength Jade. It isn't much but it is all I can do to protect you. We will see each other again soon. Please don't cry,' for Jade had begun to weep. 'I love you baby. Take care. I will always watch over you. Until we meet again.'
Jade gazed into her mother's blue eyes. The same eyes as Jade's. As she thought of this she had to turn away. What was happening? She didn't know. She didn't care.
'I love you too, mom.'
When Jade looked up, her mother was gone. All that was left was a black handkerchief . What it meant, Jade didn't know but, as she knelt to pick it up, she had a strong feeling that she would find out. Her gaze was drawn to the window.
'Hello Jade. I see you've met Fawkes. Perhaps you would like to meet me?'