Leading Light Of Dawn

Chapter Eight

Jordan’s POV:

I fought to come back. I felt myself try to force my body to keep on working. I had to. Failing wasn’t an option. After hearing how she really felt about me the shock must have had a devastating effect on my body but also created a new found hope in my heart. Hope of a future that at one point was just a figment of my imagination.

But life doesn’t seem to work the way we want it to because I felt myself being pulled further and further away until I was pulled right up again gasping for a salvaging breath.

Problem was I didn’t know where I was. I was supposed to wake up in the hospital with my sweetheart next to me just like I remembered but waking up in what appeared to nothing less than the Garden of Eden.

Looking down at myself I appeared to be perfectly fine. No head injury nothing.

But what was more than weird was the little girl no older than eight sitting on the bench next to me carelessly playing with a tendril of hair.

“Where are we?"

“In the garden” she said seemingly unbothered by my presence.

“Where's your mom?”

“Inside” she said pointing to a cottage I didn’t notice before.

“Why are we here? Why am I here? Where even is here?”

“Heaven”

“Heaven!? I’m dead? No I have to go back”

“You’re not dead. Just not very alive. You’ll go back when it’s time. For now I have a message for you.”

“A message? Stay here?”

“A message from the big guy upstairs.”

“What’s your name?” I asked the girl who seemed a lot more mature than her looks depicted.

“Alira”

“That’s a pretty name”

“It is. My mom chose it” she seemed to light up with simple joy at the prospect of her mother. She must be an amazing woman

“What was the message?”

“Oh

Don’t give up.”

“Don’t give up? What’s that supposed to mean?” this situation was starting to get more and more confusing

“Sapphire, don’t give up on her. There’s more to the story than what meets the eye. There’s two paths to this. The easy path and the hard part. Both end in the meeting of souls but comes at the cost of one. Since you are here in the first place its clear that the path is going to be a difficult one but the moral is not to give. Good things don’t come easyWhat do they say? The fruit of patience is always sweet.”

“I never have given up on her and I’m not about to start now. Only I know how long and what I’ve been through to not only realize my feelings but to also conceal them from her.”

“Maybe that’s the issue. You were so busy trying to keep your feelings in the dark that you didn’t think bringing her feelings to light was a viable solution.”

“Her feelings? I know she did but after what happened recently I’m starting to doubt that they still exist.”

“I thought I told you not to give up. Mommy would be completely distraught. Promise you wont!?”

I didn’t know why the little girl was so adamant but seeing the worry in her eyes made me utter the next words.

“Pinky promise”

If I thought things were crazy before they were about to get even more freaky because the next thing I knew everything started to fade again leaving me no time to even say goodbye to the little girl.

I thought I would be back home this time but once again I found myself in a place I did not recognize.

Unlike the first time I woke in light this time I was smothered in darkness with nothing but my hearing to aid me.

I heard shouting, not just anyone shouting I heard Saph shouting. She was screaming for help but her cries were drowned out by the manic laughter of a man who seemed to be taking pleasure in her misfortune.

Just as I began to reach out in search of my sweetheart I was once again sucked into an abyss.

This time thrown into blinding lights where I looked over from the side lines onto a scene from my own life.

I watched from the audience as Saph and I as we twirled about on a brightly lit stage.

Once again before I had a chance to approach her I was sucked away from one timeline and thrown into another.

Again

Saph

But this time she was lying down in a hospital bed with a bundle wrapped in pink cradled to her chest.

It was a beautiful sight. A sight a hoped would become reality one day, but that would only happen under one condition…

Don’t give up

Like the little girl said. As crazy as everything was, everything she said had truth behind it.

For the last time I was sucked away from the vision and thrown into something else. Except this time I was thrown into absolute nothingness.

It felt like I was stuck in motion unable to make sense of reality whilst still trying to pick apart the truth hidden beneath each vision.

Giving up seemed to have become more of an option but after recent events I now know that that is not an option at all.

It’s my job to create a break in dawn. It’s my job to rekindle the fire the lit up the darkest paths of our lives.

One spark

Two lives

One forever

This is not how the story unfolds. People say we play into the hands of destiny but in this story destiny is held within the grasp of love. What is fate or what is not will be decided by me. Have faith in being the writer of your own story.

The fruit of patience may be sweet but even sweeter than that is the harvest you reap through your own hard work.

My final thoughts of the story I chose to write with Saph were broken my a final push sending right back into the abyss of reality.