When Spring Comes

~~~Prologue ~~~

      When I'd finally exhausted my little energy, I laid back quietly with my swollen eyes and I felt much better, but the pain was still tugging at the sleeves of my heart. I was finally freeing myself once again to the clutches of sleep when I heard the door open and someone walk in.

      I returned Mum's sad smile when she took my hands in hers. "Hey Mum."

      "My baby, have you been crying?"

      I shook my head. "Please, could you take me home?"

      "Of course."

       Tears flowed down my cheeks as I stared at the moonlit night on the way back home. I'd spent prom night and the whole of Sunday in the hospital and where was my fairy prince? I wondered if I could live again, I pretty much doubted the answer was a positive one. Suicidal was one thing I'd never thought I could be, but now, the only images flicking through my mind in the car with Mum were those of suicide. That would be peaceful and I'd get to join...

      "Paisley." Mum called me, spinning my senses back to reality.

      I wiped my tears and turned to her. "Yeah."

      "You're gonna be okay." She simply said.

      I doubted that had a positive reply also, but what could I say?

      I couldn't sleep that night and I was pretty sure I looked like a horrible mess when Mae and Delia knocked on my door the next morning. I dropped my crystal from Jimmy that I'd spent half the night staring at under my pillow as I rose to my feet and gingerly walked to the door. The girls hugged me the second the door flew open and I melted in their warm embrace or so I thought cause I when I stared again, I was still on my bed, holding the crystal and they were still knocking on my door.

      Great, I'm going crazy already and it isn't even up to forty-eight hours, seeing hallucinations and all. Who knows what would come next?

       I glanced away from the door I'd locked the previous night and turned deaf ears to the knock. In as much as I would love to drown myself in their warm hugs, I wasn't ready just yet to see anybody who wasn't Jimmy. I shut my eyes and shut out Mae's pleas to let her in. They would take the hint and leave me alone, I decided.

      Soon, I heard Mum telling them that I wasn't ready to see anyone yet and I could sense Mae's silent pain through the closed doors. Delia was ranting on about how safe I could be inside with any suicidal attempts freely exposed to me alone. I shut out their words and flew to my nonexistent island I'd finally learnt to create last night in my head. I could see Jimmy smiling at me. I smiled back and finally drifted away.

      "Is she alright?" I heard Mum ask from my subconsciousness.

      "I guess so. Her pulse rate is turning normal." Dad replied.

      I felt a damp cloth on my forehead and rested on the conclusion that I must have fainted and Dad had pushed my room door open or something when they'd gotten no reply for me.

      I opened my eyes. "Mum, Dad."

      "Please don't do this to us, Paisley." Mum cried. "We love you so much."

      "I wasn't leaving, Mum. I just saw Jimmy and I ..."

      Dad cut me short. "We can't lose you, sweetie. Jimmy is gone, do you understand?" He pleaded calmly.