The Truth of Oliver Fray

Thank You

Dana woke up the next day lying on the floor in a feeble position. She sat up and rubbed her head. Dana looked down at her hands. She examined the color of her fingers. She remembered last night when she looked at her hands they were pale and wrinkled. Now they we're back to normal. The color had come back and she lost the wrinkles in her hand. She turned her hand over looking at the back sides of her hands. She clenched her fingers and then she let them relax. She folded her hands together, intertwining her fingers with each other. She squeezed her hands, watching her hands turn white. She released the pressure of her hands. Her pale, white hands, gained back their color when the blood rushed through each finger.  Dana looked up, away from her hands. Her eyes wandered around the room until they hit the window behind her. She remembered the eyes. She scrambled up to the window and looked out into the woods looking for the pair of taunting eyes. She searched and searched, but she didn't find anything. There was something about the eyes that had captured Dana's attention. Dana felt like she had been so close, but she just lost it. Then, a note came through the window. Dana caught it and read the note.

So close, but yet so far. Keep trying, It's amusing.

"Are you coming down for breakfast?" Dana whipped her head around to see who had interrupted her thoughts. She saw William standing in the doorway. He had on a pink apron, with batter and flour splashed across his face. A small smile entered Dana's face, entertained by William and his mess that he made.

"Yeah." She said. She looked back towards the woods one last time before getting up and following William down the hall to the kitchen.

Dana's eyes got big as she stepped into the kitchen. The kitchen seemed to be completely covered on batter and flour. Dana's mouth dropped as she walked around the room gawking at the mess that William had managed to make, just making breakfast. Once Dana got done examining the kitchen, Dana could feel herself start to lose it.

She let herself laugh, she laughed uncontrollably. She felt her shoulders start to relax she felt all tension in her body start to disappear. Her legs seemed to get weak, she felt herself start to fall. She felt arms catch her before she could fall. By now the laughing had turned to weeping. Dana felt someone turn my body around and wrap their arms around me. Her sobbing didn't stop, it continued, even harder. Dana's body felt so relaxed, everything that she had kept inside had been suddenly released and Dana let go of the pain, and the fear. The tears held emotion and everything that she didn't let go. She hadn't ever cried this hard. She had felt lost and confused, not knowing what was going to happen next, not knowing where she would sleep that night. Everything seemed to hard to bear and she felt all the weight on her shoulders disappear through the sobs and the tears. She continued to cry in his arms, unable to move. She feared that if she tried to stand up, her body wouldn't be able to support itself and collapse.

"Are you okay?" William asked.

Dana looked up at William, her eyes still wet with tears. She smiled softly.

"Thank you." She said standing up on her own two feet. Her legs felt weak but, she was determined not to let her legs give out.

"But, I didn't do anything." William told her.

"You were there. You are the only one who has ever been there. Thank you." Dana told him looking into hi eyes. She held his gaze, not wanting to be the one to look away from each other.

William had been the one to drop the gaze. He looked to the side of Dana's head. His eyes went wide and he stared past her in shock. Dana looked at him confused. She turned her head towards the side to see what he has been staring at. Dana looked out into the light window. Her eyes drifted towards the woods. Standing at the edge of the trees was a pack of foxes. In the front stood a certain red fox that Dana had known a little to well.

Dana felt a small smile creep onto her face. She let out a slight laugh.

Dana felt Williams gaze on her, watching her,"Why are you laughing? Doesn't that scare you that there are a bunch of foxes out the window, searching for something?"

"No, it doesn't scare me at all." Dana shrugged.

William looked at her like she just said that she was an alien from another planet. His mouth was open but, he seemed to be lost of words.

"You see that one with the white cloth wrapped around it's leg?" Dana asked, pointing towards the fox in the front of the pack. William nodded his head, showing that he understood and knew what she was talking about. "That's Dayshaun. I treated his wounds when he was injured. He hasn't really left me ever since. I guess he can looking for me when he noticed I was gone."

"Dayshaun? Why Dayshaun? Why not Fluffy or Sweetie?"

"Dayshaun, because Dayshaun means hope. Dayshaun is my hope."