Fix the Broken (Jelsa)

*Chapter Twelve*

A little taste of Final Masquerade: Linkin Park.
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Already it has become November, and the air is crisp and cool. The orange and red leaves now lay upon the ground, leaving the branches and barks of the trees bare. It has been a month since the school incident, but I thank Jack Frost for retrieving me. If Jack was later to retrieve me, the doctors said that I would have suffered more inhalation of smoke. News and whereabouts of the bombing left an uproar within the citizens. Luckily, the school has been repaired and according to Father upgraded their security among the school building. Mother said that Anna and I are able to return to school by tomorrow, however, I am rather still a bit shaken up after the incident.

Currently, I am in my music room just staring outside of the glass wall. My left hand holds a pencil and the other on top of a composing sheet for music. I still do not have an inspiration of yet what melody to create music with. Not even a motif for the song. I sigh as I stare blankly at the forest from here, but I soon give up. I leave my sheet blank as I take my exit from the room.

Father is at work and Anna and Mother are at the grocery shop. Many would think that I am lonely and left alone, but I know that they come back. Always. Yet, they understand that I do not have the strength to step out from the closure of home and the forest. Mother and Father always contact my cell to check on my condition. Anna...well she would message me every ten minutes. Typical Anna.

I decide that I should take a jog around the forest trails, luckily my supposed fractured leg was actually a pulled muscle. Pardon me. Perhaps I may have forgotten what it is like to have broken bones...since those days have passed. I walk up the flight of stairs to my master bedroom and change into jogging pants, tennis shoes, and a blue hoodie over a white tank top. As I tie my hair into a low bun, I take my iPod and headphones and jog down the stairs and go through the back door. I set my playlist on as I walk down a trail that will lead me to the deepest part of the forest. Then I start to play Final Masquerade by Linkin Park. I jog down the trail, or rather the orange and red fallen leaves. I do not hear the crunching of the leaves beneath my feet, nor do I hear the chirping of the birds as they prepare for their yearly migration. All I hear is the pounding of my heart and the pounding of the song.

Tearing me apart with words you wouldn't say,

And suddenly tomorrow's a moment washed away.

'Cause I don't have a reason, and you don't have the time,

But we both keep on waiting for something we won't find.

The light on the horizon was brighter yesterday,

With shadows floating over, the scars begin to fade.

We said it was forever but then it slipped away,

Standing at the end of the final masquerade.

The final masquerade!

All I ever wanted, the secrets that you keep,

All you've ever wanted, the truth I couldn't speak.

'Cause I can't see forgiveness, and you can't see the crime,

And we both keep on waiting for what we left behind.

The light on the horizon was brighter yesterday,

With shadows floating over, the scars begin to fade.

We said it was forever but then it slipped away,

Standing at the end of the final masquerade.