Short stories

Chapter 13 ~Daisy~

~Sarah~

Daisy always climbing up the same tree

My foot tapped nervously and repeatedly on the cold concrete floor, hospitals where normally a comforting but scary place but now I was terrified
Why you ask?
Because of him...
My boy crush

Finding love in all the wrong scenes daisy you got me

"This is all your fucking fault you whore" a friend of jays said I looked down
Was it my fault?
Jay please. Please, please. Please
"Miss tanle" I nod and stand up and a few people push me aside

Daisy always walking down the wrong streets
Starting fire out of dead weeds
Daisy You got me

Let me explain what happened
Jay, Lachlan, billy and Benjamin were my closest friends
Jay was my crush from the first day he took my juice box
Ass
The cold walls reminded me of him
Jay was always cold
Which made his embrace always warmer
Makes sense...
Long story short;
Flashback:
I pulled myself over the railing then back to concrete again, could I do this to anybody?
Could I?
Did I have the balls? I mean if I had balls
So I'm gonna say no...
I could just run away...
New identity...
Marie Tanle a name i had thought up for many months...

Let me show you how a kiss should taste
Trust me, I won't give your heart away

So within maybe a week
Sarah Jaron was dead
The investigation lasted maybe
4 weeks and then they gave up
The only thing about disappearing was keeping out of Jays view
He was always dwindling around where we used to always hang out, in our tree the one across the small stream, we built A tiny bridge over it, and I called it the bridge to terribithia, we used to make up stories in the big old tree.
One day I was in the old tree and jay called into the tree
"Where are you Sarah!" I held my breath
He fell to his knees, every bit of me wanted to go down and surround him in a hug... But that wouldn't help him

Why you running running
When you got it right here

So I fled which was my worst choice
One thing led to another
~flashback~
I was hiding as a Nun helping little children, I had recently favored a little girl named olive, she was abandoned by her parents on the church doors when she was 5 weeks old and now she was five, I sat with olive in church (or is mass the correct term?)
She stayed with me at my house, olive was a very creative child she took one of my mason jars took some grass she had pulled glued it to the bottom and attached tiny Christmas lights on the inside to look like fireflies anyways back to original story, One day I saw a new boy in the church, I greeted him
"Hello" he seemed started by my interruption.
"Oh sorry hello"
"What brings you to the house of God?"
"My uh sister was in a car crash recently and I seemed to have a connection with this church" he stopped and looked down I sat down next to him I tilted his head up and stopped... Jay
"Have I-"
"OH MY GOD! SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!" I stood up and ran out the church doors there in the street laid the broken body of my little five year old girl.

Oh I would love you if you let me

I slowly pushed open the door
Hospitals I could barely stay in
Olive...
My parents....
And now..
Oh god...jay of all people
Jay sat straight up but his eyes where closed
"Jay I-I-" I cut myself off by my tears
He lays a hand on my head signaling he is awake I sit up and take his face in my hands
"I see you" I say shakily
"And I see you" he said

Daisy always dancing to the same beat

3 days had passed since olive died
I couldn't do this anymore
I leave my stuff in the church
I rush to jays house
"Jay!" I knock on the door

Broken record stuck on repeat

I opener the door and wander around
"Jay?" I go to his room
Not that this is stalking it's helping
I open his bedroom door

Daisy you got me

There was jay bleeding on the floor
"Jay, my jay! Jay!"

~jay~
"Jay! Jay! Jay!" That voice?
Could it be?
"My jay! Oh my god! Jay jay please please please!" She's begging and crying
Everything is silent
"Jay I-I'm so sorry"
And small pressure on my cheeks

I would take the light out of the stars to help you see anything that guide you straight to me

It's been a few hours I guess I just woke up some friends came by and only when they left did I get a visit from my dear girl
"What's wrong?" I ask her as soon as she steps in, she steps over the cords hopping from one foot to the other

I won't give your heart away why you running running when you got it right here?

"Nothing" she says cheerfully fake
"Tell me" I said as she sat down beside me
"What is your description of me what is my label? Whore,slut, bitch, Asshole-"
"Sarah whoa whoa whoa, why would you be any of those?"
She shrugs her should sand I know what will cheer her up she told me always thought this would be romantic coming from a guy
"I see you" I say
Her head slowly tilts up and she smiles and takes my hand
"And I see you" she says with tears in her eyes

I won't give your heart away why you running running when you got it right here?