As Darcy watched the schoolchildren boarding the bus, she noticed a little girl holding her brother’s hand , helping him get in too. It was still unbelievable to her, that she, a loner, the carefree one who never noticed did something she could have never imagined. She was lost in her musings when Jake came in. She got up immediately and asked him if he had a nice sleep. He smiled and told her not to worry. As they both sat near the fireplace, Darcy tried to concentrate on what had actually happened.
Darcy and Jake , both had started their day together , Jake was gloomy that day but Darcy thought that he would get over it. Both attended their classes that day and when it was time to go home, Darcy thought that Jake was staying back at the gym. She got halfway home when she decided to go back without reason. It was just her heart that was restless. When she went back in, she searched for Jake everywhere but he was nowhere to be found. She thought that he might have gone back home. She was about to leave when she decided to check the bathroom. When she opened the door of the first cabin, she saw Jake, lying in a pool of blood, wrists cut, face pale and lips purple. She could not find her voice, she struggled and then shouted with all she’d got. Jake was rushed to the hospital. The doctors declared that if Darcy had been half an hour late, Jake would have perished.
After three hours, when Jake regained his consciousness, the first thing he saw was his sister’s face, white, with the fear of losing the only one she had. No questions were asked, no words were uttered. It was then Jake who finally spoke and broke the silence, the silence that showed that being near one another was enough. He said that he was tired of being alone, helpless and hopeless, not being able to do anything for her sister who had endured everything for him, ever since their parents had died. He said that he was tired of being himself, of letting her down……………………. Darcy cried uncontrollably and then kissed Jake’s wrists which were covered in layers of bandages. She ensured him that his presence was all that mattered, that she looked at the world with a new perspective through his eyes and that he was the last person she would bear to lose.
It had been a long day for Darcy and when the reached home, all Darcy could say was ‘Goodnight’.
With response to the Five Photos-Five stories challenge.Thanks to naturelover@Story Teller for nominating me for this challenge (https://valiantwarrior.wordpress.com/2015/02/28/five-photos-five-stories-day-3/) I would like to nominate Rekha @ Window With A View to do this challenge with me today. This is not necessary but I will be happy if you’ll accept it.Its a lot of fun.. I need to post a picture every day for five days and write a story that goes along with it.I decided to go with the pictures I captured myself. It can be a piece of fiction or non fiction. there is no restriction for the length of the writing.