Sitting down at my desk I look at it. It being a photo. A photo that was taken 1 month before she was stabbed. 6 months ago. Amy Vale has been in a coma for 5 months. In that time I've written 103 letters. They have slowed down so they aren't daily anymore. It just hurts to write now. I'm failing most of my classes, I got 47/100 on my history assignment, 34/100 on my maths exam, and worst of all 20/100 on my english exam. I have no interest in school anymore besides art class, I've stopped talking to Peter and Luke and I've turned back to my old ways. My old ways...everything has just turned back.
"Mr Soul?" A doctor asks walking into the hospital room.
"Yes?"
"We found something extraordinary, she had some movement"
"What?!" I ask standing up.
"She may wake up soon" I smile at him saying thank you.
I grab my art book and start moving the pencil on the page, filling the blank paper and intricate lines that make up her face, body and background. After carefully studying her I complete the last line on the page..I smile at it.
[James's POV]
I walk into the hospital room finding Jackson asleep with an art book in his hands and a letter on top of it. I carefully slide the paper out from under his hands sitting on a chair and start reading.
Dear Amy. January 12th.
It's been an eternity since I've seen you. An eternity of tears and pain. I can't even explain to you what this has done to me...It feels as though I am I tree in a tornado, the winds are spinning around me and I'm hanging on with every route I can grasp but slowly they are getting weaker and weaker and soon I fear they might snap right out from beneath me. I have spent these past 6 months trying my absolute hardest to act like I'm okay. I hardly ever go to school now on time let alone at all. I don't even really talk to Peter and Luke anymore though I pay attention to them, I'm pretty sure that they are in a relationship..I don't actually know but I think so. I have lost a tone of weight and can't think of what it will be like in a few more days..weeks..months. Will you still be like this in a years time? I really hope not.
Jackson.
I look at the drawing. Amy is in the middle of the page wearing a long dress with her hands clutching each other. The background is colourful and bright whereas she's black and white. Trees, clouds, sky and water make up the background with colour splashed on it.
I grab out my phone and take a picture, like I've done with every other artwork of his of Amy. One of these days they will be on a gallery wall.
YOU ARE READING
Turning Back(Sequel to: Turned Upside Down)
Teen FictionJackson decides to write letters to Amy. He will write about his life without Her. Although as he tries to ignore the heartbreak the more he writes the harder it gets. Will Jackson keep his life together or will he fall apart?
