Chapter three – a rose by any other name should smell as sweet..
It's been twelve years since I first dreamt of fawn, exact to the day and almost hour even.
Every year since I turned twelve I've made it a tradition to go drink up on the cliff I saw in my dream, it scared me the day I found it. I didn't think it was a real place.
And now only meters from the good ol' cliff, carrying my bottle of jack and a rug I think of all the things my mother would say if she found out about this, all the things that Sam would say if he found out about this…
I know that we've been together for three years now, but there is something's he will just never know about me.
I pushed aside the last shrub that hides the cliff and saw a little girl sitting on the edge.
She couldn't have been any older than six. I quietly moved back behind the shrub and looked through the small opening.
I hadn't exactly been the quietest person walking up here but I looked and listened quietly anyway.
The little girl was talking to herself… it was hard to hear her from here but she was saying something about a road or a rose? And then she said the only word that could have shocked me.
Fawn.
"That's a pretty name"
she said to the nothingness next to her….
What was I hearing?
Was he here?
Had he always been here?
I realised that I had been running late and on top of that I had always passed out just before this time every year.
"I'll be your friend, and we can always be friends"
The little girl said.
From her angle now I can see that she's a cute little African American girl, she's wearing a peach night gown and has her hair up in little pom poms.
The girl stood up and held her hand out,
I don't understand? If she's talking to fawn then how come he hasn't told her that it's not time yet?
The little girl balanced herself before walking forwards and saying
"It's okay I'm not scared"
And the little girl began to walk forwards off the cliff and that's when I realised what was happening.
"Noooooo, come back!"
I said as I burst out from behind the shrub.
It was clear now, Fawn was an angel. He comes to the kids who are about to die.
"Don't do it, its okay… I'm here, I'll look after you"
I said standing on the edge of the cliff, I didn't dare look down, I knew what was down their! It was a fifteen metre drop followed by raging torrents and sharp rocks.
I tried not to break the eye contact between me and the little girl.
"Please come back"
I whispered and I felt her look over at the now visible fawn.
"Fawn" I whispered
"Hi Leah" he said with a smile.
"Please don't take her fawn, she's so young. She still has a chance"
He frowned at me,
"She has whooping cough Leah… she doesn't have much time left"
He said quietly
"Well she can fight it, what about me? I fought it, I lived. You can fight it can't you beautiful"
I said to her.
She looked at me and then back over to fawn
"I'm just so tired, I don't wanna fight anymore, I just wanna stay and play with fawn"
She said closing her eyes like she was in trouble.
"But what about your momma and papa? How will they be without you?"
I said sadly
"My poppa's tired too, I don't want him to be tired anymore"
The little girl mumbled
"But I know he'd prefer to have you back, and for you to be safe and happy like all the other little kids"
I said trying to reason with her.
She looked confused and unsure so I went back to fawn
"fawn please, give her a little more time and if she doesn't improve then we'll all come back here and I'll let her go.. She just needs a second chance"
Fawn looked sad but he moved back towards the cliff and sat her down safely on the ground… being closer now I could see that she was luminous. It was her spirit.
"I'll take her back to the hospital and give her more time to fight it but I can't guarantee that she'll come out of it Leah"
Fawn said as he picked her up like what he had done to me the night I had met him.
"Good night fawn and good night…?"
"Rose, her name is rose"
Fawn said.
"Good night rose, I'm going to come visit you tomorrow"
I said as rose smiled up at me.
"Good night Leah"
She said and as soon as the Leah left her mouth they were gone.
And with a shock I woke up on the cliff laying on my rug and with a half empty bottle of jack that I was sure I hadn't opened.
Confused I wondered back down the hill with my bottle and rug and climbed my window and went to sleep.
Chapter 3- New hope
"Leah wake up, Leah wake up, what do you call this leah?"
I heard my mother screaming at me and when I opened my eyes I saw her standing in my room holding my jack Daniels bottle in the air and her hand on her hip.
"Why are still wearing all your clothes from yesterday and your shoes?"
She said ripping the blanket off of me.
"I swear Leah, you refuse to go to school and you refuse to help around the house, get a job! I mean when are you going to do something with your life?"
She was really furious
"Is it because of Sam? Is he the reason you're not making yourself useful? Because I swear you won't be seeing him anymore"
She threatened.
"No, leave Sam out of this and I am going to do something with my life… I'm volunteering down at the hospital, starting today!"
I said mater of factly.
My mother began pacing, she looked annoyed, confused and still majorly pissed off.
"When did this happen? Why?"
She asked calming down.
"I signed up yesterday"
I said also calming down. It was a lie but I wasn't going to tell her about my dream.
"That doesn't explain why though"
She said like she had found a loop hole.
"I'm volunteering in the children's ward because of harry, I'd love to help kids like him. To try and save them"
That wasn't a complete lie, I did want to help kids like harry.
Harry is Pauls younger brother, he had minengatoccial when he was five and if he had survived he would have been nine this year, Paul is understandably still cut up about it, poor kid.. But it hit us all hard; no one knew what to do.
My mom looked speechless, proud.
"Leah"
She said placing her hand over her heart.
"That's wonderful; do you need some money for lunch?"
She asked completely changed.
"No it's alright; they provide lunch for the volunteers"
….at least I hope they do.
"But I could use a lift"
I said smoothly.
"Ov' course, I'll just go tell your father were going while you have a shower and then we'll go"
She said with a motherly smile. I hadn't gotten one of those in a while.
I jumped out of bed to have a shower. I don't know how I was going to do this. Do I just go to that ward and ask if they need any help? Do I have to get a security check first or anything?
I came downstairs wearing some black leggings and a pretty pink dress shirt that Sam had brought me.
"Okay, I'm ready"
I said to my mother who was carrying two freshly baked and iced cakes and a tray of muffins.
"Okay, here take these out to the car"
She said unloading them onto me.
While I was struggling to carry my own weight in sweets I noticed that Seth was standing next to me grinning as I struggled.
"Hey doofus, mind giving me a hand?"
I said trying to balance the cakes.
"Nah I'm good"
Is all he said before he stole a muffin and walked away.
"Aarrgh I'm going to kill you when I get back"
I said finally holding everything comfortably
"Why? Then you'll have to help someone while they patch me back up"
He said smugly, mom had obviously told him about the hospital.
"Har-har-har yeah that's right I actually forgot that you would be in the CHILDRENS ward"
I said grinning; one point to big sister who knows her little brother is touchy about his age
If I could smile any wider I would have.
We left shortly after, just me and my mom.
I wanted to ask her if she remembered the story about the boy, nut I didn't want to give anything away, when I suddenly didn't have to.
is it getting any better?
cause if not then some one tell me cause im over writing this story tbh...