'Jake – creative writing\r'

'I pushed eat up onto the crank; whoosh! I felt alive. I noneed around at children laugh and f invariablyy(prenominal)ing, unseasoned l overs skate round and round, establish in mountain. I morose to arrest Jake gliding toward me, a look of immature glee on his face. I smilingd and took his turn give a focal point-stretched, gloved hand in mine.\r\nWe lapped the frozen lake together in synchrony, parleying, laughing and gener exclusively in totally(a)y showing off, when Jake decided to show me, and every integrity else on the opaque ice, what he was made of. He sped off, jump and twisting like half of Torville and Dean, receiving many admi wicket glances as he landed, sure-footed, O.K. on the ice.\r\nâ€Å"Bet you cant fix that!” he laughed across to me, his heavy breathe advent out cloudy in front of him. I couldnt ignore a challenge like that. I flew across the ice as though I had sprouted wings, oblivious to the breathe ins and shouts around me. I jumpe d, twisted, pirouetted and twirled elegantly, respire in the sweet, pine-scented air. Torville was always the better half of the skate partnership. I skated back toward Jake, a triumphant smile flitting across my face.\r\nAll at once the ice gave way beneath me; I didnt even fetch time to scream to begin with a chasm open(a) up, swallowed me hearty and the freezing peeing surrounded me. A memory flashed; this had happened ahead. I was notwithstanding six indeed hardly the same forethought I had indeed burned by means of my mind and numbed my body. I pushed upward, unless my sodden clothe pulled me under; tear shoot d throw, down. I try to kick the heavy boots off my numb feet and pushed one end time.\r\nMy outstretched fingers hit solid ice. I clawed and desperately clutched at the ice difficult to find the hole. As my mouth filled with water I k clean that this was the finis, but I didnt c atomic number 18 anymore because I was so c emeritus. I equitable cu te to be w fortify. Suddenly a strong hand grabbed me from behind, wrenching me from the water and bringing me back to my senses.\r\nI looked up into Jakes hazel look; they were clouded with fear and worry. He planted a warm flatter on my cheek and disguised his dry come out around me. â€Å"I love you,” he speak in my ear. I was too cold to talk but my eyes radiated all the love I had for him. â€Å"An ambulance has been called, dear,” â€Å"it wont be long now,” a kindly old man murmured, smiling. â€Å"Thank you,” Jake replied, being my voice.\r\nI was all told numb to everything. I remember everyone coming beforehand and piling coats on top of me as Jake held me on the frozen ground. Jake mouth in my ear the whole time to try and keep me awake. Hazily, I tried to concentrate on the softness of his voice and the pang of my body eased.\r\nI dont sack out how long I lay there until the ambulance arrived and the young paramedics lifted me onto a stretcher and railroad carried me into the ambulance. Jake was pushed aside when he explained he was my boy peer. â€Å"Im sorry,” the young man verbalise, â€Å"but its hospital pol opposite; nevertheless family are allowed on board.” â€Å"Ok” Jake, utter, trouble in his voice. â€Å"Ill go and get her mum.” He nodded. â€Å"Be strong, sightly” he called to me as he ran to get his car.\r\nI woke up a few hours ulterior in a hospital bed, with my mothers face, glistening with tears and mascara stains, looming over me. â€Å"Hi sweetheart, its ok, Im here now.” She verbalize, her voice cracked and combative with worry. I tried to move my gird and legs before realising I was wrapped up in tinfoil. My mother, noticing my unordered face, smiled and utter â€Å"Its fine love, it in effect(p) to keep you warm. The doctors sine qua non to keep you in over night to break up that everythings ok, and because you and me can go home. ”\r\nâ€Å"Wheres Jake, mamma?” ” Didnt he come with you to the hospital?” mums body stiffened and she quickly turn her face away from mine. â€Å"Whats the matter?” â€Å"Where is Jake?” I asked again, a hint of despair creeping into my voice. Just then the door inched open and Chloes head popped round the door. ” Lily?” â€Å"Lily, are you in there, I think they said board 2b.”\r\nâ€Å"LILY!” Jessie squealed, as she pushed passed Chloe and embraced me in a hug as best she could, considering the way in which I was wrapped up. â€Å"Oh my god you look like a whiner drumstick!” joked Nia as she, Chloe and Jessie surrounded the bed. Mum quietly slipped out of the room and I smiled back at my friends alcoholic up the attention. Everyone that I cared roughly was around this bed. nevertheless Jake. I felt a pang of trouble and rejection as it sank in that he had not moreover come to visit.\r\nâ€Å"You ha ve missed so such(prenominal)!” Chloe stressed as she sat down on the comfy chair beside my bed. â€Å"Have I?” â€Å"Ive lonesome(prenominal) been here for half a solar day.” Chloe grimaced, â€Å"Yeah, puff up a lot happens in half a day you know!” she said. â€Å"Especially if someones after your man!” added Jesse with a nod at Nia. â€Å"You know how Amys been trying to drop away Drey for ages, yeah?” â€Å"Well Nia caught Amy at a party, all over him like a rash!” she said raising her voice shrilly at the end of her sentence, causing the other two to glare and survey pointedly at the ‘please be quiet sign. â€Å"Oops,” she giggled. â€Å"Sorry.”\r\nâ€Å"What did you do Nia? I hope it wasnt anything stupid!” I said trying to sound mature. â€Å"Of track down I wasnt stupid. She just needed t from each oneing a lesson.”\r\nâ€Å"She smacked her one!” Chloe whispered stifling a giggle. â€Å"And broke her odourise.”\r\nâ€Å"You broke Amys nose?” I questioned disbelievingly as Nia turned the discolour of an over-ripe tomato. â€Å"No! You didnt?” I looked at Nia and the smug, satisfied look on her face said it all. â€Å"I chucked Drey of course. He wasnt exactly beating her off with a bucket along pole.”\r\nâ€Å"Men! Who needs em?” cried Jessie loudly, altogether to be kicked and elbowed into silence. Jesse looked impress but then, as though remembering herself, she quietened and sank back into the other chair looking upset.\r\nWhat the hell was overtaking on? â€Å"Err… Whats wrong, guys?” I asked suspiciously. â€Å"Nothing… nil” they all assured me. I was too commonplace to persist and suddenly felt overwhelmed by their noise. As though sensing this Nia announced, â€Å"Well we best be off” and nodding to the group they stood up and busied themselves set the chairs and bedclothes str aight, unnecessarily. One by one they all said goodbye bending over me for hugs. As they did so, I noticed that Jessie had glistening, held back tears in her eyes and she turned her head away as they left together.\r\nI slept for the rest of the day slipping in and out of dreams as my mum vigilantly sat beside my bed. The next morning I was allowed to go home. â€Å"You feeling ok, love?” asked my mum as she leaned across the car for a hug but I shrugged her off. â€Å"Im fine thanks, mum; lets just get home, eh?” As we reached the main road mum questioned my sullen behaviour. â€Å" are you sure you all function, love? Youve hardly said a word.”\r\nâ€Å"Im fine, its just that Jake hasnt called or come to let out me in hospital. Doesnt he care?” Mums eyes welled up and silent tears started to run down her face. She slowed down as her vision was blurred. I am no longer a child but when a parent starts crying you begin to worry. â€Å"Mum?” She j ust shook her head and continued driving in silence, along the slippery winter roads.\r\nWhen we pulled up to the home plate I got out of the car, stumbling toward the house in my rapture to ring Jake. As mum followed me in she asked, â€Å"What do you want to do now, love?” with a tight, grind smile on her face. â€Å"Im just going to ring Jake for a chat. Dont worry I wont be on too long.”\r\nâ€Å"Lily” mum said, catching hold of my arm; â€Å"We need to talk.”\r\nâ€Å"Why? Whats wrong?”\r\nâ€Å"Sit down, love.” Mum said placing herself beside me and taking my red, chapped hands in hers. â€Å"Im sorry to tell you this but… Jake has passed away…” she trailed off.\r\nâ€Å"No!” I cried jumping up from the settee â€Å"NO!”\r\nâ€Å"Calm down sweetheart!” Mum said pulling me back down beside her. I flopped down and searched her dark brown eyes trying to consider some sense but as our eyes conne cted I knew it was true. Jake was gone.\r\nAfter what seemed a lifetime, I found my voice. â€Å"How?” I croaked as my throat began to finale and bright spots invaded my vision as I broke down, but I had to know. ” Car jam” came the strangled reply. â€Å"He was on his way to the hospital, and a lorry skidded on the roads….theyre so icy this time of year….anyway, Im sorry love, they hit Jakes car straight on.” â€Å"The doctors said he felt no pain.” My mum put her arms round me pulling me toward her as she did when I was a child. It had worked so well then, a mothers love could beat off all the evil in the world, but not now, not this time. I couldnt see how anything could be true anymore.\r\nI pulled away from her warm bond, chilled to the bone, and ran upstairs to my room, my sanctuary. I looked at the pictures on the wall, Jake. Jake. JAKE I wanted to scream but no words came out. I began tearing them all down, the pain inside me fo rcing itself into a ball, which welled up in my gut and rose to my throat but which I refused to set free. Staring at the defaced walls, something inside me snapped and I collapsed sobbing on my freshly-made bed and drifted into coma-like sleep.\r\nI awoke later wondering where I was and what had happened. Looking around and see the floor littered with torn pictures, the anguish and pain returned, tearing at my mind, body and soul. I roll onto the floor and looked under the bed pulling out the pink and silver knock Jake had given me for our graduation anniversary. I care deary withdrew the garners he had compose to me and inhaled the deep, musky scent he always sprayed on the writing, as he knew I loved the tone so much.\r\nI looked down to see his cockamamie handwriting on the very first letter he had sent to me and began to read words that I knew would never be spoken by him again. ‘My earnest Lily, I love you with all my heart and I wish you were here, with me now . I wish I could be near you always, you are my heart and soul and I would give my life to you… I crumpled the paper tightly in my fist and held it to my heart which was tattered in pieces inside my chest.\r\nMum found me quieten clutching his letter hours later. â€Å"Come on, Lily.” â€Å"Jakes mum has just been on the phone. Its the funeral tomorrow, are you up to it?” Unable to find my tongue, I nodded.\r\nAt the funeral I stood with Jakes mother, Cheryl. As a widow, Jake was her only son and now he was gone too. I was all she had left to cling to; ‘the daughter she never had. Speeches were made about Jake by his best friend James and his uncle Peter, who had been like a father to Jake since his own had died when he was only a small boy. Sermons over, the black, shiny coffin was carried down the aisle by Jakes friends and relatives. I held Cheryls hand tightly, holding on to let her know I was there for her.\r\nCheryl had arranged the whole thing, rig ht down to what he was wearing inside the silk-lined coffin-his last resting place. As â€Å"Ill be missing you” echoed around the full church, all my emotions flooded in and I began to cry for this was â€Å"our song”; Jakes and mine. My chest tightened as I gasped for breath, but taking no air. It was just like drowning again, except this time there were no strong arms to pull me up. I was alone. Jake was gone.\r\nAfter the funeral, things didnt get better. for each one day I sank deeper and deeper into depression, as I didnt see the point of going on without Jake by my side. straightaway he was no longer there to portion my life I couldnt give a cast about anything; he used to be my back; my strength.\r\nSoon my friends tired of my depressive moods and each one wavered before eventually wilting away under the uniform sorrow I was wallowing in. Mum tried of course but day by day our family relationship became more strained as she tried to cheer me up and get me to take an interest in what was going on around me again. But the self-pity was all consuming and all efforts to encourage me to move forward were pushed away and rejected.\r\nAfter a couple of months, or maybe longer, something snapped. Black, black everything was black. But everything was clear to me, I would go and join Jake. The tablets that the doctor had left to protagonist me to overcome my depression suddenly had a new purpose. They were my means of escape and one-way ticket to wheresoever Jake, my love, my life, was.\r\nIt was so simply, quick and easy really. Why did I not think of it before? Why had I waited all this time and put all my friends through hell? Two packets of tablets later, nice, small pink ones each one bringing me closer to Jake I slipped into apathy waiting to see the light Id read about in magazines.\r\nBut there was no light, only pain as the paramedics pumped the drugs out of my stomach. Mum crying again and angry at me for so selfishly wanting to waste my life in this way. Not that I cared then, but that was then and this is now.\r\n wake up in the hospital once again, I felt the weight of depression that had pulled me down, like my clothes and boots under the ice, had lifted from me. I knew nothing would ever replace Jake and that my life would never truly be whole without him in it but somehow, some way after two close encounters with death I had seen a light and realised that life was a precious gift not to be wasted.\r\nIt was antithetical leaving the hospital with mum this time, knowing I was going home to start afresh. This time, instead of trade Jake, I went to say goodbye carefully putt all the things he had given to me in the box before sliding it under my bed.\r\n'