Discoveries Of The Broken.
The sound of the wheels of his car crashing against the sutle dirt road could be heard around, while his car engine rumbelled calmly before shutting itself down.Hours had past since his encounter with Jackson, hours that he had spent driving as if in a trance through the raven painted streets and surroundings.Moments while he sat wordless still in his car, watching and waiting for something he wasn't quite sure of; Only the ethereal sounds of the sunless dark depths of the water around to pacify him.
As he let out another frustrated sigh while tightly clentching the bends of his steering wheel, as his sullen eyes clamly rifled through all that stood still around him.Miguel patted down on his steeringwheel looking around him, as he made his way out of the bounds of his car and walked towards the gurgling sounds of the sea that stood before him.
Sounds of the slightly powerfull crashing noises it made as it collapsed againts the nearby pillers of rocks that came in its way.With his hands shoved down into the core of his pockets, he began to pace around the small area...back and forth, to one side of the small beaches corner to the next, various memories and random thoughts swirling and ricocheting vibrantly through his mind.An akward smile escaped his lips, as his eyes wnet from the ground to the crescant moon which layed down upon him; Having it turn into a deep frown while he stopped in the middle of his actions and advanced towards the sound of the sea.
A smile or a frown, that's what everything came down to when it came to his past and future.Mixed emotions became of him here, emotions he wouldn't dare let another being know of even after all he had been through.Questions plauged him as to whether he should be happy to be Daniel's father, why shouldn't he be? It had been what he'd always wanted, what his heart quietly wished for years back when they were together...should he be upset, that after three years Charity decide to keep Daniel's true paternity away from him? Yet, as he thought in some ways he really couldn't blame her recollecting on the kind of man he used to be, however, his hurt still resided as he thought about how much precious time he'd missded out of his son's life.He wanted to be there! He wanted to be the first sight Daniel's innocent eyes fell upon as he was braught into the world, he wanted to be there for the very first steps his son ever made...Damnit he wanted to give Daniel the life he'd always deserved, being the father he'd always deserved, that every child deserved the one Maria never had the chance to have...but he was never there.
As ashamed as he was to admit it, he was scared.Scared of a future he had no sight of, and a past of which mistakes and heartache he couldn't escape.
Like a bat out of hell, Jhon Hastings burst through Harmony Hospital's doors hastly making his way down it's hallways.It had been years since he had been in Harmony, not ever since the whole mess with his mother and Grace Bennet had been braught to term, he had left when he found out the mother he had wanted so badly and the father, he had once trusted with his very own life had been nothing more than another lie in his life.The missing peice that had become of that part of his life, however the years away from the horrid town had made him forget such things.
Charity had left months before he had, and although he himself was more than happy to leave he'd knew he'd always miss Charity.Even as years past he could never be as bold to truly admit or even make sense of the feelings he had for her, she had always been a close friend to him despite the short time he had spent in Harmony, and that's why he was more than horrified to hear about what had happened to her in a local news paper and like many others that the news had hit, it was hard to bring himself to believe something like this could ever be true.
As her familly and friends one by one came and went beyond Charity's hospital room, she paced quietly beside the silent loby thoughtfully debating whether or not she should even go in to see her.'It wasn't really her place to go' her mind told her as she saw another member of Charity's familly pass by...'she hardly even knew the girl' it continued, as she gripped tightly to the flowers she held, ones she knew that would probably be wilted by now.
Renée Campbell, peered around the corner of which she stood before making her way to Charity's hospital room.Her footsepts paused as she stood motionless in front of her hospital room.
"I shouldn't be here."she thought aloud, while hearing the sound of a presence standing at her side.
It was a heart hardening torture, yet a strange paradise.It wasn't a heaven, nor was it even a hell, maybe something in between but no more gratifying and horrifying than the two.It seemed as if with every step she made towards the light and its beckoning voices the worries and fears that seemed to consume her, came to pass.
Beautiful it was, skies clear and slightly kissed with whispy clouds of vanilla.Grasses grean slightly graced with the bright soft rays of the sun beaming down onto her...perfect however still full of imperfections.She didn't belong here, the more time she spent in where ever she was the knowlege of that became more and more apparent; Not when there was so much she wanted to do, so much she had to do...
Flashback
Noises of a busy diner past her, as her cotton white wash cloth made tiny round cirlces around a small table.Charity eyes were more foccused on what was going on outside rather than the small soapy cirlces she was making around the small diner table.It had been two months since she had left.Oddly enough she managed to get herself a few jobs to pay her way around , attending a few night courses, aswell as trying to move on with her love life. She was starting over in a new place with a clean slate, yet her past always crept into her thoughts.
It was the peak of winter, when fresh snowflakes made thier way down onto the shinny wet streets and sidewalks.Laying fresh and white on the surface, only for it to be broken by the crowds that would walk through them.It was times like these that would always entrance her, as her eyes lay fixaded on each snowflake that hit the ground.
"Charity!" the diner's gruff voice echoed through the kitchen."what do you think I pay you for? To look pretty, get to work." he ordered from the kitchen's opening as he spoke to the young woman's back.
She never responded.
"Charity!" he repeated in a louder tone.
"you know what it's alright Lou, I'll get her."
"please do," he sighed while turning and walking further into the room"maybe you can find out what's going on with her this morning."
Denise nodded quietly, as she pushed through the doors of the kitchen and advanced Charity slowly.In the short time that she had came into town, she and Charity had become somewhat friends.She was a good woman, and sometimes she'd wonder what could ever drive someone so young to leave home to come here, yet, she decided not to dwell too much on whatever braught her to the town.
Hours had past and the day went further on, the sun setting lightly down back into the horizon once more.Charity had finished tacking yet another order for the day and running back towards the cook towards the back, her eyes remained someone fixaed ahead of her as things became more dark and she began to feel weak to her knees, and sick to her stomach.Breathing in deeply sucking in her breath and how awfull she felt, Charity kept on.
As her day went on , the more torpid she began to feel.Noises passing wildly around her as she weakened.Everything taking the best of her as her hands rested against a nearby table.
"Charity? Honey are you alright?" Denise questioned as she approached her.
Charity turned to her slightly giving her a faint yet reassuring smile"yes, I'm great just a bit tired that's all."
Denise nodded quietly her aged eyes searching hers,"you're as pale as ghost Charity," she began turning Charity towards her more"and your as cold as ice,"
Charity recoilled gently, as she began to walk ahead of Denise" I must be comming down with a cold or something," she began her back towards the woman." that reminds me I should go pick up some vitamin C, when my shifts off." she pointed off, as she tried to walk away, however only sensing herself feeling more weak and the picture around her beggining to fade.Luckilly she regained herself, and decided to head to the bathroom.With hesitation she looked in the image stairig at her in the mirror, that couldn't have been her...this girl looked like she had been through hell and back, it was.
Charity digged into her uni-form dress pocket, pulling out the sleek pregnancy test box.Her eyes glances back upon herself as her slender fingertips tapped upon the box, a few times before opening it.It couldn't be blue, she had prayed for it not to be blue, for there was no way she could truly take care of a child when she could hardly take care of herself.
Her hands fumbelled nervously as she approched the slender device, with a slight sigh her blue eyes searched the room as she glanced down at what would hold her future and her fate.
"you go in," Renée began as a small grin came upon her" you're her familly."
Jhon's eyebrows forrowed at the woman as they stood on opposing sides of Charity's hospital door."it's alright, you were here first."
"I was just leaving anyway."Renée insisted thoroughly, as she backed away slightly, her curious light brown eyes still fixaded on the young man whose expressions searched for her name."oh, it's Renée....Renée Campbell, I'm---"
"Charity's lawyer for the divorce, I've heard about you."
"right," she responded as the two resounded in a somewhat blissfull silence"I better be going, give Charity these." she ended handing over her boquet of flowers to the man.
"oh, uh, Renée" Jhon called out with a high tone, as the he watched her pause in her movements and turn to him once more"I'm in the practice too, and I thought maybe it be best if we merge our forces to win this case."
She nodded acknowledging his statement cooly, as she replied"Jhon? That is your name right?"
He replied with a nod.
"great, thanks for the offer...but I'll assure you I'm more than capable of handling this case, without your help."she finished boldly as she whipped around and walked away.
Jhon watched her go, subtly and intently before turning back to Charity's door he opened it as he silently walked in pausing at its threshold and sucking in his breath at the sight of her so lifeless.As the sound of the door closeing behind him was heard, he picked up his pace once more grabbing a chair and placing it at her bedside before sitting.
"hey."he whispered, as he gave her a sad smile.
It was all clear to her now more than ever, she had spent so long trying to ignore it, but she didn't want to go on with this secret within her any longer.They deserved to know the truth, and Daniel deserved to have her with him every step of the way, and that is why she had to wake, leave this so called heaven or hell...and return to where she needed to be, where she wanted to be.
"long time no see huh?" Jhon said once more as he let out an uneven laugh, slowly reaching out for her hand remaining silent after his last statement, what could he say to her that hadn't been already said ? The best he could do is sit with her, and keep on doing such until she got better, of which she had to do.
Moments went in the silence, as Jhon told Charity about what he'd been upto ever since his quick departure from Harmony, and how much he had missed her joyfull presence."when you get better, I want to meet this Daniel I've been hearing about from Jessica...he seems like quite a little boy." he said once more with his expressions bright and hopefull, although down deep inside fear reside within him with the thought that Charity may never recover.
"I should be going, it's late. Wouldn't want your mother or my father catching me here." the screeching sound of the chair sliddign away form her bedside was heard in the room, as Jhon stood.
"you get better soon!" he asserted his hand still gripped with hers, he began to detach it only to have Charity's hand firmly clasped with his.Jhon's eyes quickly glanced towards her, as she began to stir.
"my God." he rambelled on, as Charity began to mummble what he wasn't quite sure but this had to be a sighn that she was getting better.Sitting quickly back down beside her, he searched for the apparatus to call in the nurses.
He rushed past the large crowds in the hospital.Hoping not to run into any familiar faces, revealing true emotions he'd rather conceal.He walked down the halls with the hesitations and reluctancy of a very child, as Miguel faced the doors knowing very well what it held within.There must of been other places that he could of gone, yet this was the only one that made any sense to him.
He enetered the chapel doors, searching the room cautiously before stationing himself in the middle row.He sat contimplating wheter he should light a candel or something, but for what? To pray for a child who hardly ever knew of his exhistance; Or for someone he cared so deeply for, only to loose her like everything he's ever cared about.
"Miguel?" Faith's faint voice called out, as she entered.She paused at the door slightly before approaching where he sat.
Miguel only remained silent, as he felt Faith presence while she sat beside him.They sat side beside with no words passing in between.
"I remember, when Daniel was only two."Faith began with a slight smile"he was obssesed with Superman? or Batman..."she rambelled while turning to the young man"which is the one that could fly at the speed of..."
"of a bullet," Miguel responded dryly as he listened"Superman."
"that's the one, anyways, he was so into it that he was sure if he climed high enough atop of this immense tree CHarity had in her back yard...he could fly, just like Superman did.Of course, Charity always tried to tell him that...you know Superman was just a superhero who had magic powers, and Daniel was just a little boy...but he didn't want to hear it."
Miguel turned to Faith, as she looked onto the flames of the small candels flowing back and forth."so he climed, got himself ready to make that leap."she paused.
"did he get hurt?"
She turned towards Miguel with a smile"not if Charity had anything to do with it, she swore she'd lock him in his room until he was old and gray" she laughed"I had a feeling even that woudn't have kept him away"
Miguel was silent once more, as his focuss turned to room and off of Faith.
"I always wondered how Daniel became to be the kind of boy he was, so, full of life and all it held.I guess now it all makes sense,"
"you knew? About me and Daniel." Miguel inquired with a slight raise in his brow in surprise in his tone.
Faith remained silent for a few moments before she turned to him once more and responded.Warmly, she placed her hand upon his, with a slight nod of approval."I think it's time, you got to know him...because I know he'd love to know you."
Closing Thougths- I know!!! I know!!!, long time no write! But I have good reason I've been dealing with extreme writers block, but I think I'm finally out of it, and I hope you've enjoyed this chapter.
The sound of the wheels of his car crashing against the sutle dirt road could be heard around, while his car engine rumbelled calmly before shutting itself down.Hours had past since his encounter with Jackson, hours that he had spent driving as if in a trance through the raven painted streets and surroundings.Moments while he sat wordless still in his car, watching and waiting for something he wasn't quite sure of; Only the ethereal sounds of the sunless dark depths of the water around to pacify him.
As he let out another frustrated sigh while tightly clentching the bends of his steering wheel, as his sullen eyes clamly rifled through all that stood still around him.Miguel patted down on his steeringwheel looking around him, as he made his way out of the bounds of his car and walked towards the gurgling sounds of the sea that stood before him.
Sounds of the slightly powerfull crashing noises it made as it collapsed againts the nearby pillers of rocks that came in its way.With his hands shoved down into the core of his pockets, he began to pace around the small area...back and forth, to one side of the small beaches corner to the next, various memories and random thoughts swirling and ricocheting vibrantly through his mind.An akward smile escaped his lips, as his eyes wnet from the ground to the crescant moon which layed down upon him; Having it turn into a deep frown while he stopped in the middle of his actions and advanced towards the sound of the sea.
A smile or a frown, that's what everything came down to when it came to his past and future.Mixed emotions became of him here, emotions he wouldn't dare let another being know of even after all he had been through.Questions plauged him as to whether he should be happy to be Daniel's father, why shouldn't he be? It had been what he'd always wanted, what his heart quietly wished for years back when they were together...should he be upset, that after three years Charity decide to keep Daniel's true paternity away from him? Yet, as he thought in some ways he really couldn't blame her recollecting on the kind of man he used to be, however, his hurt still resided as he thought about how much precious time he'd missded out of his son's life.He wanted to be there! He wanted to be the first sight Daniel's innocent eyes fell upon as he was braught into the world, he wanted to be there for the very first steps his son ever made...Damnit he wanted to give Daniel the life he'd always deserved, being the father he'd always deserved, that every child deserved the one Maria never had the chance to have...but he was never there.
As ashamed as he was to admit it, he was scared.Scared of a future he had no sight of, and a past of which mistakes and heartache he couldn't escape.
Like a bat out of hell, Jhon Hastings burst through Harmony Hospital's doors hastly making his way down it's hallways.It had been years since he had been in Harmony, not ever since the whole mess with his mother and Grace Bennet had been braught to term, he had left when he found out the mother he had wanted so badly and the father, he had once trusted with his very own life had been nothing more than another lie in his life.The missing peice that had become of that part of his life, however the years away from the horrid town had made him forget such things.
Charity had left months before he had, and although he himself was more than happy to leave he'd knew he'd always miss Charity.Even as years past he could never be as bold to truly admit or even make sense of the feelings he had for her, she had always been a close friend to him despite the short time he had spent in Harmony, and that's why he was more than horrified to hear about what had happened to her in a local news paper and like many others that the news had hit, it was hard to bring himself to believe something like this could ever be true.
As her familly and friends one by one came and went beyond Charity's hospital room, she paced quietly beside the silent loby thoughtfully debating whether or not she should even go in to see her.'It wasn't really her place to go' her mind told her as she saw another member of Charity's familly pass by...'she hardly even knew the girl' it continued, as she gripped tightly to the flowers she held, ones she knew that would probably be wilted by now.
Renée Campbell, peered around the corner of which she stood before making her way to Charity's hospital room.Her footsepts paused as she stood motionless in front of her hospital room.
"I shouldn't be here."she thought aloud, while hearing the sound of a presence standing at her side.
It was a heart hardening torture, yet a strange paradise.It wasn't a heaven, nor was it even a hell, maybe something in between but no more gratifying and horrifying than the two.It seemed as if with every step she made towards the light and its beckoning voices the worries and fears that seemed to consume her, came to pass.
Beautiful it was, skies clear and slightly kissed with whispy clouds of vanilla.Grasses grean slightly graced with the bright soft rays of the sun beaming down onto her...perfect however still full of imperfections.She didn't belong here, the more time she spent in where ever she was the knowlege of that became more and more apparent; Not when there was so much she wanted to do, so much she had to do...
Flashback
Noises of a busy diner past her, as her cotton white wash cloth made tiny round cirlces around a small table.Charity eyes were more foccused on what was going on outside rather than the small soapy cirlces she was making around the small diner table.It had been two months since she had left.Oddly enough she managed to get herself a few jobs to pay her way around , attending a few night courses, aswell as trying to move on with her love life. She was starting over in a new place with a clean slate, yet her past always crept into her thoughts.
It was the peak of winter, when fresh snowflakes made thier way down onto the shinny wet streets and sidewalks.Laying fresh and white on the surface, only for it to be broken by the crowds that would walk through them.It was times like these that would always entrance her, as her eyes lay fixaded on each snowflake that hit the ground.
"Charity!" the diner's gruff voice echoed through the kitchen."what do you think I pay you for? To look pretty, get to work." he ordered from the kitchen's opening as he spoke to the young woman's back.
She never responded.
"Charity!" he repeated in a louder tone.
"you know what it's alright Lou, I'll get her."
"please do," he sighed while turning and walking further into the room"maybe you can find out what's going on with her this morning."
Denise nodded quietly, as she pushed through the doors of the kitchen and advanced Charity slowly.In the short time that she had came into town, she and Charity had become somewhat friends.She was a good woman, and sometimes she'd wonder what could ever drive someone so young to leave home to come here, yet, she decided not to dwell too much on whatever braught her to the town.
Hours had past and the day went further on, the sun setting lightly down back into the horizon once more.Charity had finished tacking yet another order for the day and running back towards the cook towards the back, her eyes remained someone fixaed ahead of her as things became more dark and she began to feel weak to her knees, and sick to her stomach.Breathing in deeply sucking in her breath and how awfull she felt, Charity kept on.
As her day went on , the more torpid she began to feel.Noises passing wildly around her as she weakened.Everything taking the best of her as her hands rested against a nearby table.
"Charity? Honey are you alright?" Denise questioned as she approached her.
Charity turned to her slightly giving her a faint yet reassuring smile"yes, I'm great just a bit tired that's all."
Denise nodded quietly her aged eyes searching hers,"you're as pale as ghost Charity," she began turning Charity towards her more"and your as cold as ice,"
Charity recoilled gently, as she began to walk ahead of Denise" I must be comming down with a cold or something," she began her back towards the woman." that reminds me I should go pick up some vitamin C, when my shifts off." she pointed off, as she tried to walk away, however only sensing herself feeling more weak and the picture around her beggining to fade.Luckilly she regained herself, and decided to head to the bathroom.With hesitation she looked in the image stairig at her in the mirror, that couldn't have been her...this girl looked like she had been through hell and back, it was.
Charity digged into her uni-form dress pocket, pulling out the sleek pregnancy test box.Her eyes glances back upon herself as her slender fingertips tapped upon the box, a few times before opening it.It couldn't be blue, she had prayed for it not to be blue, for there was no way she could truly take care of a child when she could hardly take care of herself.
Her hands fumbelled nervously as she approched the slender device, with a slight sigh her blue eyes searched the room as she glanced down at what would hold her future and her fate.
"you go in," Renée began as a small grin came upon her" you're her familly."
Jhon's eyebrows forrowed at the woman as they stood on opposing sides of Charity's hospital door."it's alright, you were here first."
"I was just leaving anyway."Renée insisted thoroughly, as she backed away slightly, her curious light brown eyes still fixaded on the young man whose expressions searched for her name."oh, it's Renée....Renée Campbell, I'm---"
"Charity's lawyer for the divorce, I've heard about you."
"right," she responded as the two resounded in a somewhat blissfull silence"I better be going, give Charity these." she ended handing over her boquet of flowers to the man.
"oh, uh, Renée" Jhon called out with a high tone, as the he watched her pause in her movements and turn to him once more"I'm in the practice too, and I thought maybe it be best if we merge our forces to win this case."
She nodded acknowledging his statement cooly, as she replied"Jhon? That is your name right?"
He replied with a nod.
"great, thanks for the offer...but I'll assure you I'm more than capable of handling this case, without your help."she finished boldly as she whipped around and walked away.
Jhon watched her go, subtly and intently before turning back to Charity's door he opened it as he silently walked in pausing at its threshold and sucking in his breath at the sight of her so lifeless.As the sound of the door closeing behind him was heard, he picked up his pace once more grabbing a chair and placing it at her bedside before sitting.
"hey."he whispered, as he gave her a sad smile.
It was all clear to her now more than ever, she had spent so long trying to ignore it, but she didn't want to go on with this secret within her any longer.They deserved to know the truth, and Daniel deserved to have her with him every step of the way, and that is why she had to wake, leave this so called heaven or hell...and return to where she needed to be, where she wanted to be.
"long time no see huh?" Jhon said once more as he let out an uneven laugh, slowly reaching out for her hand remaining silent after his last statement, what could he say to her that hadn't been already said ? The best he could do is sit with her, and keep on doing such until she got better, of which she had to do.
Moments went in the silence, as Jhon told Charity about what he'd been upto ever since his quick departure from Harmony, and how much he had missed her joyfull presence."when you get better, I want to meet this Daniel I've been hearing about from Jessica...he seems like quite a little boy." he said once more with his expressions bright and hopefull, although down deep inside fear reside within him with the thought that Charity may never recover.
"I should be going, it's late. Wouldn't want your mother or my father catching me here." the screeching sound of the chair sliddign away form her bedside was heard in the room, as Jhon stood.
"you get better soon!" he asserted his hand still gripped with hers, he began to detach it only to have Charity's hand firmly clasped with his.Jhon's eyes quickly glanced towards her, as she began to stir.
"my God." he rambelled on, as Charity began to mummble what he wasn't quite sure but this had to be a sighn that she was getting better.Sitting quickly back down beside her, he searched for the apparatus to call in the nurses.
He rushed past the large crowds in the hospital.Hoping not to run into any familiar faces, revealing true emotions he'd rather conceal.He walked down the halls with the hesitations and reluctancy of a very child, as Miguel faced the doors knowing very well what it held within.There must of been other places that he could of gone, yet this was the only one that made any sense to him.
He enetered the chapel doors, searching the room cautiously before stationing himself in the middle row.He sat contimplating wheter he should light a candel or something, but for what? To pray for a child who hardly ever knew of his exhistance; Or for someone he cared so deeply for, only to loose her like everything he's ever cared about.
"Miguel?" Faith's faint voice called out, as she entered.She paused at the door slightly before approaching where he sat.
Miguel only remained silent, as he felt Faith presence while she sat beside him.They sat side beside with no words passing in between.
"I remember, when Daniel was only two."Faith began with a slight smile"he was obssesed with Superman? or Batman..."she rambelled while turning to the young man"which is the one that could fly at the speed of..."
"of a bullet," Miguel responded dryly as he listened"Superman."
"that's the one, anyways, he was so into it that he was sure if he climed high enough atop of this immense tree CHarity had in her back yard...he could fly, just like Superman did.Of course, Charity always tried to tell him that...you know Superman was just a superhero who had magic powers, and Daniel was just a little boy...but he didn't want to hear it."
Miguel turned to Faith, as she looked onto the flames of the small candels flowing back and forth."so he climed, got himself ready to make that leap."she paused.
"did he get hurt?"
She turned towards Miguel with a smile"not if Charity had anything to do with it, she swore she'd lock him in his room until he was old and gray" she laughed"I had a feeling even that woudn't have kept him away"
Miguel was silent once more, as his focuss turned to room and off of Faith.
"I always wondered how Daniel became to be the kind of boy he was, so, full of life and all it held.I guess now it all makes sense,"
"you knew? About me and Daniel." Miguel inquired with a slight raise in his brow in surprise in his tone.
Faith remained silent for a few moments before she turned to him once more and responded.Warmly, she placed her hand upon his, with a slight nod of approval."I think it's time, you got to know him...because I know he'd love to know you."
Closing Thougths- I know!!! I know!!!, long time no write! But I have good reason I've been dealing with extreme writers block, but I think I'm finally out of it, and I hope you've enjoyed this chapter.