Mending a Broken Heart

Ending

"Mommy please don't make me go! I don't wanna!" I stop playing with Molly and look towards the new kid who is crying. He is holding onto his mommy's leg. Mrs. Higgins, our teacher, tries to pick him up, but he just screams out more.

"Zoë pay attention. You're supposed to be taking Claire to the store." Molly taps her foot at me. We were playing dollies, but I didn't want to play anymore. I just wanted to help the little boy. I got up and walk towards him.

"Zoë where you going?" Molly calls out. I keep walking and the little boy sees me. His eyes were green like grass and his brown hair hung over his face. He looked so sad. I scrunch up my face, I didn't like seeing him sad.

"Hi my name's Zoë. What's yours?" The little boy stares at me still clutching his mommy's leg. "Well do you have a name? Did your mommy and daddy not give you one?"

"It's Michael." He replies quietly shifting his eyes to the ground.

"Michael why are you crying? My mommy says only babies cry. Are you a baby?" He looks back up at me and frowns.

"No. I'm a big boy. My mommy said so."

"Zoë why don't you go back to playing with the other kids." Mrs. Higgins squats down to talk to me. She tries to guide me towards the others, but I didn't want to leave Michael. I push past her saying no and hold out my hand for Michael.

"Do you wanna play with me?" He looks at my hand and shakes his head no. My face fell at his answer. I really wanted him to play with me so we could be friends.

"I don't wanna leave my mommy. I'm scared." An idea pops into my head and I tell him to wait here. I run to my cubby pulling out my lucky shark tooth necklace my daddy made me. It was magic, my daddy said it gave him courage.

"Here, take my lucky necklace. My daddy said it makes people brave. If you wear it you won't be scared anymore." I put it over his head and smile widely at him. "Do you feel it working?" He shyly nods his head. "Come on then." I hold out my hand and this time he takes it smiling at me.

"Mommy you can go now. I feel brave now." He says to his mommy, but still looking at me grinning.

"Okay baby and Miss. Zoë?" I glance up seeing his mommy. She's very pretty, she had grassy eyes and brown hair just like Michael. A kind smile was on her face as she stares down at me. "Thank you, dear."

"You're welcome! Come on, Michael let's play with the playdoh." I say excitedly pulling my new friend along.

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I wake up with a start. My breathing is harsh and I'm covered in a cold sweat. That dream, no that memory, opened up all the floodgates. The agony my heart faced was unbearable. I couldn't handle it.

I bury my face in my hands screaming out in misery. The depressing cry takes everything out of me. I feel so exhausted, physically and mentally. Every sob that leaves my body feels like a stab to my already perishing heart. I want all of this to end. I want to be happy again, but that was an impossible task. My happiness died months ago in that fatal car crash.

The winds of the beach blow powerfully. I survey the sky seeing dark storm clouds roll in. Tell tale signs of a thunderstorm. The booming rumbling of the thunder silences every other noise on the beach. The now gray sky lights up. This is the perfect storm. Rain soon starts to pour from the darken sky just like how my tears pours from my sorrowing eyes.

It was like the heavens could hear my cries. My pleas. They feel my pain, my loss.

I stand up on shaky legs staring out at the violent waves slamming onto the shore.

Unhurriedly, I step forward towards the menacing waves. My bare feet seeping into the wet sand. My soaked hair whips across my face sticking to my skin. I don't care, not at this point. Nothing matters.

I stand in the water gazing out into the sea. Another roar of thunder rings out. I suck in a shuddering breath and continue to move forward. The water crash on my knees and I buckle with the impact.

"Zoë! Zoë baby! Get out of the water!" I could hear my mom's voice in the distance. Her warning is clear, but I made up my mind already. I want it all to go away.

I stand still watching the current swiftly make its way towards me. This was it. The water swallows me dragging my defeated body under into the deeper part of the sea. My lungs burns, but I didn't fight it. There's no more fight left in me. I was officially done. My body jerks with the waves. I can't hang on anymore. My eyes flutter closed and I came face to face with Michael. His face is somber, not at all what I expected.