To My Shattered Soul

When I opened my eyes I found myself where I am usually waking up these days! inside a hospital! But at least it is better than waking up in a prison or Jennith’s institution.

My father was there! So was my mother, but the most surprising thing was… as they both stepped aside I saw Peter! He smiled at me, his eyes were telling me how much relieved he was to have me back.

I couldn’t help myself I wanted to reach him and tell him how much I missed him! But as soon as I tried to push myself off the bed I noticed I’d lost the ability to walk or move my feet.

I was left speechless, I felt as if a wave of happiness ran back and forth across my existence, but a storm of trauma snatched it from me.

I looked at my legs and a flood of tears blasted out its way through my eyes.

Peter quickly got to me and cupped my face in his hands.

“Hey… hey! You are alright! We’ve got you” He whispered.

“He snatched everything from me!” I cried.

“No, he didn’t! Look at me… I am here! Right in front of you” he took my hands in his hands and rubbed my fingers gently, and somehow his being there turned my pain so small that all that mattered was him.

“Are you real?” I smiled while my eyes were still flooded.

“Are you really asking me this?” He giggled.

No matter how broken I felt at that time, having him in front of me made me happy, and made me believe in myself.

“Speaking off… How come he didn’t erase your memory as he said?” I asked.

He smiled “He tried… but he failed” He wasn’t telling me the entire story I insisted on knowing.

“Listen! He came to me and he wanted to vanish something that existed and you didn’t! Only a part of you was stuck behind my mirror!

If you were actually with me I must have forgotten you! I’m glad I didn’t, I pretended that his magic worked and he left”

He again held my face in his hands “And all that matter is… we are together! And no one can ever take me away from you again!” He wrapped his arms around me as I rested my head on his chest.

I never felt safer, I never felt so alive in my life, I could stay here forever, in his arms, where nothing could harm me.

Somehow I accepted my fate, I decided to learn how to live like that, because even though I lost the ability to walk, I gained something, and that was love, I gained my family, all four of us, under the same roof.

Peter was not ready to give up on me, and since I started watching the world from his view, even I had hope.

He taught me to love, he taught me how to be happy when life is throwing everything at you, and more importantly… he taught me how to live.

He’s my home, my safest place, where I stay protected under any storm or havoc.

The day Jordan snatched my legs from me was the last day for Jill to stay in the wheelchair. He took her on a vacation, away from our city, To make her happy.

And when she woke up there she felt tickles in her feet, it was something for her.

When Jordan supported her she started to walk, she was overjoyed, she was so happy that she couldn’t hold her tears back, she called that a miracle.

After a few days passed Jordan decided to stay there with her forever, even she agreed, she applied for a job in a cafe as a waitress, and she got hired without any problem.

It was a new beginning for all four of us, Jordan loved her so much, he gave her what she wanted, and Peter loved me so much, he made me love myself the way I was, I didn’t need anything else when I had him.

But Jordan did wrong, and wrong doesn’t win for a long time, somewhere, sometime, sooner or later evil gets under the grip of justice! It gets what it deserves.

This is what happened to Jordan.

I’ve been in the news all this time, only I was away from Jill’s eyes until one day when she was serving her customers at the cafe, that's when I appeared in the news.

18th June, I marked the date, this was the day when Jordan performed that ritual on me, and this was the date they mentioned on the news.

Jill stopped whatever she was doing and her eyes and ears were drawn toward the TV.

“Daisy Carter daughter of Mr. Luis Carter! Who woke up paralyzed on 18th June has decided to launch her new project, in an interview she said, losing my ability to walk gave me something new, a purpose to live, to make people love the way they are.

She further said that she is sorry if she’s ever been a reason for someone’s pain, she obviously never did that on purpose but if you still think she did, she apologizes for that”

They later played a clip of my interview.

“It is our fault that we fake our happiness so much that those who can’t achieve what they want, that they envy our happiness, I, Daisy Carter accept that my life has never been perfect, I must admit mine would have been worse than yours.

Fame is like nail paint to your life! It is attractive until you keep wearing it! But once it wears off, that’s when they know how damaged or dull your life is.

What I mean is, being famous is not an ideal thing, you can’t even cry, because there’s always a camera stuck at you, when to capture your ugly face and show it to everyone! So if my smile has ever been a reason why you are upset, I am sorry.”

On these last words of mine, I looked at the camera, and Jill felt as if I was directly talking to her, and I actually was talking to her especially.

My words left her quavering, she called the day off, and at home, inside her bathroom, she kept shaking, she had sweat all over her body, it didn’t make sense to her but she knew something was not right.

When all of this was happening Mr. Ian also disappeared, it was my wish to meet him and ask him why he pushed a man who had his eyes tied with the blindfold of love into the dark sea? He pushed him into the consuming darkness from where there was no chance for him to get out.

And Jordan? When someone is hurt, you give them time for grief so they can slowly get back into their normal life, if you keep pushing someone to get normal you can do more damage to them, Jill needed time, but you didn't understand!