The Lonely Moon

Healing Touch

A couple of days had passed by since I was released from the hospital, under strict orders, from both Sarah and the doctors to rest up and try to not move as much as possible. One morning
I woke up really having to go to the bathroom. I looked around the room and Sarah was no where in sight, usually she helped me walk to the bathroom. I sighed, "oh well guess I'll have to leg it on my own for now." I get myself in a sitting piston on the side of the bed and grab and grab the wheelchair sitting next to it. I thought, "To bad I broke my arms to, I would have been able to just use crutches." I got in the wheelchair and as I open the door, Sarah was on the other side just about to open it herself. She takes one look at me then sits the tray of food she's holding down and says,"You aren't trying anything reckless, are you?" I looked up at her with a chuckle,"I don't know, do you consider using the bathroom reckless?" She laughs at that and starts wheeling me in that direction saying,"You could have just called me up here to help, you know." I respond,"I figured I could get there on my own for once, you've been a big help, but I need to start doing more stuff for myself." She sighs softly and says,"Well I should have known you wouldn't stay content with someone else doing everything." After she brings me back to the room I enjoy the food that she made me. As I sat there eating she was sitting in a chair next to the bed. A single tear slide down my face. She looked at me in surprise and asked,"What's wrong?" I smile, looking down and say in a soft voice,"I'm just happy that you are doing this for me. When I was hospitalized back then, not even my own parents came to visit me, they didn't even pick me up when I was released from the hospital. I simply walked home and when I got there they greeted me like I had just been gone for a short trip." She takes my hand and says,"I'm so sorry, that's so sad. Nobody even tried to come visit you?" "My grandfather tried but I refused to see him because I didn't want to see anyone. It wasn't like I wanted to see my parents, but the fact that they never even tried hurt alot." She tightens her grip on my hand and I flinch a little in pain. She quickly loosens her grip with a sorry. "So you sat in the hospital all by yourself with no one to talk too?" "Yes it made me realize that others only hurt you too protect themselves. I always believed that until I met you, you give me hope that some people aren't like that." I gave her a sincere smile and it makes her smile back and say," I'm glad I give you hope. I had the same thing happen to me when I was in the hospital, no one visited me, although I didn't really have anyone left to visit me." I notice that she's starting to tear up as she speaks and give her hand a light squeeze,"I'm sorry you had to go through that, it must have been hard to sit by with no one there for you." She looks up at me,"I think you may have had it worse because you had family left and they didn't even seem to care that you were gone." "It was definitely hard to have to realize that nobody cares about how I felt being left alone to think everyone hated me because I was a murderer." I hang my head in shame. I feel the bed move and I feel a warm embrace around me. I look up to find sarah had crawled into the bed and was holding me, careful to avoid hurting me. It was a very gently hug, a calming one. "Thank you." I silently whispered as I embraced her back, enjoying the warmth and comfort it brought. That night I asked her for a big favor. "Hey sarah would it be okay if we visited the lookout tonight for a little bit?" "Sure but don't think about doing anything reckless I'll have my eye on you." "Okay." I said, dragging it out to sound annoyed. So a couple hours later we found ourselves at the lookout, me in my wheelchair and Sarah standing next to me holding my hand. I heard and gasp from our side arnold heard, "What happened?" I look over to see Cindy moving towards us and before I had the chance to speak sarah spoke up first,"John got hit by a truck when he pushed me out of the way from it." "Yep, that about sums it up right there. I was even in about coma for a couple of weeks." Cindy looks horrified but just says,"So you choose to protect someone again, that's typical of you." With a sigh she comes to float right by us and says, "Well at least you have someone to watch over you. Sarah I'm sure I don't need to tell you this, but don't let him do anything reckless." I chuckle,"Yeah its been kind of boring, but docs orders, can't do nothing about that." I turn away and look at the moon, "I was able to save someone Julie. I just wish I could have saved you." My eye starts to tear up. I feel a soft touch on my shoulder. I don't even need to look up to know that it's sarah. "You did everything you could for her." I place my hand on hers and ask cindy, "Do you really not blame me for your death?" "Of course not" She said quickly. "I made my decision to try and stop them and I paid the price for it. I couldn't stand to set by while they killed you or your sister." "I guess you're right, but it doesn't make me feel better about it." Sarah speaks up,"It's not suppose to make you feel better, those things are just cruel and nothing else, but it doesn't mean you have to live your life like a shadow waiting to disappear. The fact that your alive means you need to live for the people who saved you, Cindy and your sister." Cindy nods in agreement and I look away from the moon, "Maybe you're right. It's just hard to act like everything is okay." Sarah hugs me from behind with a warm, loving embrace, "You don't have to be okay, afyer what you went through, it would be stranger if you were okay. Just remember that you're not alone, you have people around you that want you to feel okay again, but we want you to go at your own pace." I look up at sarah and smile, "You really know just what to say to make me feel better. That works both ways you have people that want you to be okay again at your own pace. With the both of us well get there for sure."