Finding Jemima

Survivor

JEMIMA

"So how are we going to convince Matty that your ready to perform" peter was lounging on a chair.

"Do you remember you told me how you sang the boys a song to get them to understand after Felix" Tammy added "do you have a song you could maybe sing that would show them?"

I didn't reply I was too busy scrolling through my phone, looking at the comments and news articles that were springing up about me, Matty, the boys, my step dad. I was getting lost in the negativity when William knelt down behind me, lowering my phone.
"You don't have to read that Jemima. Your stronger than they say you are, and your more than what he thinks you are" he whispered in my ear, I turned my face and our lips connected in a gentle kiss.

"WAIT! WHAT THE HELL!" Tammy squealed "YOU AND HIM, WHAT THE HELL, SINCE WHEN"

William and I both giggled "it's a new thing" I smiled

"Errrrrr I'm not sure I'm ok with this Doodlebug " peter said eyebrows raised, pointing his finger between the two of us.

"Peter, I know how much you care for Jemima, and I respect that. I care for her too and I promise I only have the best intentions towards her, I would never do anything to hurt her or make her do anything she didnt want to do, I would never take advantage you have my word" William proclaimed.

"Man I keep forgetting how prim and proper you are!" Peter laughed at Williams formalness "ok, but hurt her, and I'll kick your ass ok"

"Fair enough" William smiled

"I take it Matty doesn't know" I shook my head and peter rolled his eyes.

"So a song, I like the idea, it worked last time. I don't have one, but I might have something in my head that might work if you guys could help me with it." They all sat up eagerly waiting for me to continue. "I don't think a cover song is going to do it this time, it has to be personal, it has to be epic"

"What did you have in mind" Tammy asked.

I took a deep breath "I want to write about Steve" I said cautiously "properly, I've skimmed the topic before but I want to write about it directly."

"Are you sure, you don't have to do that" William said.

"Yes, I do. Matty doesn't think I know but management want me to go public with my story, and I think....it's like you said William turning this into something positive, that's what I want to do. I want to make a difference, and I think maybe I can, if I can help just one person whose going through the same thing as me feel like they're not alone, then all of this, it won't have been for nothing. I think I need to do this, I need my life to have a purpose that isn't just Steve's plaything, I think this is my purpose the reason I'm here, the reason the bad stuff happens to me, so I can make a difference, it has to be I can't think of any other explanation other than life is simply shit, so can you help me?"

"FUCK YEAH WE CAN" peter jumped up punching the air.

"I'm proud of you Jemima" William whispered into my ear.

We spent the rest of the day working on the song together, we had it nailed, we recorded a backing track with music on Williams laptop, he had all the tech to do it from his penthouse suit. We played it back and I attempted to sing over it, my voice cracking slightly every now and then through the soreness, all three of them cried, I cried, but it was good, it was an emotional extremely honest song, but it was perfect.