The Acceptance of Change

Chapter 26: Up II.

A light shone from above me. A fluorescent one. I opened my eyes expecting nothing but water, but instead, I was greeted once again in a hospital bed.

"Jonas?" My foster mother said.

"Yeah...?" I said. "Where am I?"

"You're at the hospital, Jonas." I look down and there are white belt-like straps holding my wrists and ankles down.

"Can you take these off please?" I said.

"Take what off?" My foster mom asked.

I look back down and see nothing on my wrists or ankles.

"Why am I here?"

"Because you're a hero, Jonas."

She then peels back a wall sized curtain that was on the left of my bed, behind where she was sitting.

There lied Sadie, looking perfectly beautiful. Lying there, asleep. Almost as if Snow White had come to life.

"You and Sadie are still recovering from being in the cold wind that long, ok?"

"Alright," I barely mustered, my strength had fallen once again, and into slumber I must go.

When I woke up once more, the clock read 7:00 PM. The sun was beaming through the curtain on the left of me. I could see the outline of Sadie sitting there in a fetal position, and the noises of her tears.

"Sadie, are you ok?" I asked. She then went silent. The air in the room seemed to be filled with static electricity from an old television. Moving gave me goosebumps, so I stayed still.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Jonas. I have caused all of this pain and grief in your life and I just keep doing it, I don't know what's wrong with me. Every time I have wanted to be friends, I just ruin it. If you were wondering, yes, I tried to kill myself. I wanted to die, all I caused was ruin. I ruined our friendship when we were younger by saying horrible things, I caused you to go into another episode, I almost killed you last night. I can't be near you anymore, I just ruined everything!" Sadie sobbed. As she kept crying, I sat there, taking it all in. The way I came up, I have never been suited to handle emotional conversations such as this. I can't respond in a way that will perfectly suit this situation, but I will try my best.

"The only times in my life where I have felt like I am not truly alone, is when I'm with you. You blame yourself for ruining me, but none of this was your fault. When we were younger, it was your mothers fault, not yours. She gave you a deep emotional scar which you still carry today. I don't blame you for that. When I had an episode, that was my fault, I was off my medication and it was bound to happen sooner or later, but I'm glad it happened with you. Because I ended up ok. Imagine if I was alone, I would've scraped the skin off my body if it wasn't for you. And last night, I made the decision to save you, you didn't drag me into that long yourself. I was only there at that moment because I was worried about you. I do care for you, I did back then and I do now." I said. Once more, there was static in the air, but my body urged me to move. I got up, detaching the devices on my body and walked over to Sadie. The sun lit up her hair as if it was a flower, waiting to be pollinated. I walked up to her and sat down next to her. She wouldn't budge from her fetal position and kept her head buried in between her knees.

I then wrapped my arms around her. Then I began to hyperventilate, but I didn't let go. She then blossomed like a flower would've in spring by showing me her face for a brief moment, then enveloping me with her arms. She then cried in my arms for what felt like hours. The doctors came in a few times to check on us, but never bothered us.

We were dispatched from the hospital a few hours later, but we were told to get a lot of rest and take the medication given to us.

We then didn't see each other for about a week, our only source of communication was the frequent visits from Tommie who would exchange our messages, because we were too embarrassed to do it any other way. In our exchanges we made an agreement to meet up at The Firebird Place because that's where Sadie was anyway. This was heavily influenced By Tommie, but it's not like we were opposed. I was looking forward to it. I missed her.