Pixies and wolves

CHAPTER 12: LEENA'S PAST

LEENA'S POV

I had just started school, puberty, and new friends when the teasing began. I was generally shy and quiet in the new school, and I guess that caused the more popular girls and guys to pick on me and mock me, but it wasn't just the students, the teachers too began to pick on me trying to get me to be more involved, little did they know that the more they focused their attention on me the more I was picked on - a long vicious cycle. Eventually it got me so far down that one day I ran away and left a small note to Xenia telling her of my plan to die, and that I had reached my threshold of taking the abuse from everyone at school, the teasing and the negative attention. I slipped out that night before she woke up and ran down the road to the nearest mall, where I stood outside on the roof and opened my arms, gently letting the wind blow through my hair and between my small fragile fingers, slowly letting go of the world and saying goodbye to everyone in whispers. I saw the ground grow closer as the wind rapidly closed my eyes.

I heard the beat of my living heart and constantly saw the flashing of lights around me before seeing total darkness and my heart beat faded from my ears. I gently let the darkness roam my thoughts and encompass my dreams.

I woke up once again to the sounds of my beating heart and a gentle warm white light looming over me, only to hear the cries of elation from my family - I guess I am alive, aren't I - I opened my eyes and lay there quietly, watching everyone loom over me and fuss over me except for Xenia.

"Xenia? Hey Xenia" I spoke with a hoarse voice (probably from lack of use and water)

She never approached despite everyone making room for her to approach the bed. She only looked at me before walking out the room and turning away from the door. Gentle streams of tears ran down my cheeks from the side of my eyes and I choked softly on the tears running down my dry throat.

"Xenia..." I whisper my voice slowly faded away in the sobs I had for her. I pushed everyone away from me as I tried to get up and chase after my big sister, but I couldn't move my legs and that made me angrier at myself for doing what I had done.

"Sweetie, lay down and we'll send for the doctor" my mom told me wanting to show some affection towards despite me seeing some annoyance in her face and hearing it in her voice, as she looked at me lying lifeless in the hospital bed from the attempted suicide.

"I need my sister" I shouted at everyone wanting to now be more alone than ever before.

The doctor comes into the room and I shout at him too, wanting him to just leave me alone, but he ignores me and continues to examine my legs by (what I could see) poking me with what looked like a needle. He ran a few more tests before leaving and taking my parents outside with him. I could see their shocked sad faces and I could tell straight away what was wrong with me and I accepted it. I was paralyzed from the waist down.

I spent the next few weeks healing in the hospital while doing a form of home school in the hospital (more me doing the studying than anything else) and eventually managed to go home where I would have to finish the healing process. The day I was released my parents took me to pick out a puppy. I chose a puppy the same time she chose me, a small wolf cross husky puppy. She yelped at me as I picked her up with the tail wagging like mad. I thought I hurt her when I picked her but I realized after time she yelped at me out of love instead of yapping at me.

I took her home with me and named her Sasha. We spent the days at home training and playing. But always never seeing Xenia (guess she was always avoiding me, trying to forget me) till family dinner where we ate in silence. Everyone was still awkward about "the girl in the wheel chair" but they slowly adjusted to me wheeling around in the house.

And till earlier today Xenia and I have been so apart that we have forgotten what it's like to be together. Oh, how I missed my big sister...