Leading Light Of Dawn

Chapter Four

Saphire's POV:

I couldn't take it. I got up immediately, completely detaching myself from him. I knew I shouldn't have accepted his comfort. His body felt so good against mine that I couldn't resist but I should have known better.

Just like Elsa said conceal dont feel. This was that conceal dont feel moment. I wanted nothing more than to accept that this was reality but I couldn't.  After everything that I've been through how could I trust him? Especially after he left me when I need him the most. I wish I would say it back...I love you to...but right now that wasnt acceptable.

What did he think? He was going to waltz up like everything is fine after all these years and we were gonna just forget that he abandoned me? Not a chance. I'm stronger than that. I know my worth and its definitely not what he's dishing out at the moment.

"Saphire"

"Don't you Saphire me! What did you honestly think? I accepted your comfort, let you touch me so that gives you free range to do whatever you want!? Love? You love me? Since when does loving someone mean abandoning them!? Since when does loving someone mean not being there for them when they need you!? You were so busy fooling around with you bedtime toys you didn't even realize half of the s**t I went through and that to at the cost of you and your friends!? Lets get one thing straight. There will never be any sort of relationship or feelings between us or God so help me I'll feed you to the damn Big Five."

"Sweetheart just listen to me..."

"No! Nothing you say can justify what I had to go through when you left. I dont need you Jordan! I never have and I never will so do yourself a favour and go invest these fake feelings into one of your fake bimbos." With I Crawled out from the safety of the trees, exposing myself to the harsh elements. The wind weighed down on me but not as much as the burden I felt weigh down on my heart at the though of how rude I was but it had to be done.

I learnt how to handle myself a long time ago. The last thing I needed to complicate my life any further was a high school relationship that wouldnt have lasted anyway.

I made my way towards the end of the road and called for an uber. I made my way home and immediately threw myself into my favourite pass time. Writing.

The end of the road

How do I get back home?

The weight of this load

Seems to pull me down

I didn't get very far before hearing my phone go off. I decided to ignore it and try to push through my mental block. I sat for hours putting pen to page.

Dark and gloomy skies shroud me like the cloak of the Grimm Reaper. This must be a sign indicative to the end. Isn't that how it always goes? The darkness brings death and light brings life. So incomplete without eachother but seemingly impossible to coexist.  The light brings a new dawn but the dark ends the journey. The light shows the goodgirl everybody expects but the dark hides the shadows that dance with demons within my head.

There's just something about writing...being able to create your own characters and fulful a life that you may never get to live.

After I feel like I've had enough of a release I decide to check my phone. It was a mesaage from...Kyle?

Let me give you a briefing on kyle. My biggest tormentor and Jordan's bestfriend

He made it his personal mission to make my life hell. I'd like to believe that Jordan didn't know but only a fool wouldn't have noticed. Pushing me into locker, tripping me into the corridors and his personal favourite spilling his lunch all over me. Only an i***t wouldn't have noticed.

Which is why I don't understand how Jordan can say he loves me when not once did he stop Kyle nor was he there when I needed him the most. He just disappeared only to come back later completely changed with a different woman on his arm everyday.

To adress the shock at hand. Why was Kyle messaging me? Unless he wanted to set up a personal appointment to torture me.

I opened the message offhandedly waiting to see the words he somehow managed to manifest from his tiny, little brain. What iw wasn't expecting was a message from Kyle asking me where I was.

S:At home not that it has anything to do with you

K: Seriously Saph were you with Jordan earlier on?

S: Again not that its any of your business but yes I was. Why?

K: You need get to the hospital right now. After meeting with you I'm assuming you left him at the park. He got into a terrible accident. He's asking for you. Get her now.

I dropped my phone. I felt my blood run cold. Accident? It couldn't possibly be true. He was fine! He was fine when I left him. He was fine! What happened between the time I left and the accident? How did it happen? Why? Who? So many questions...not enough answers.

I picked my phone up from the floor where it had fallen and quickly told Kyle I was on my way.

So it's true. Maybe I have a bit of a sixth sense. My writing proved that. The darkness brings death. Todays storm brought this. Why didnt I just listen to him!?

From darkness to light a new spring blooms but far to quick the darkness of winter smothers the light submerging us in darkness once again. Bright light summers or dark grey winters. Both contrasting but necessary for the survival of the Earth because death brings new life.

As I drove to the hospital the only thing going through my mind was...if anything happens to him its my fault...