Jake – creative writing

I pushed finish onto the ice whoosh I felt alive. I looked virtu all(prenominal)y at children laughing and falling, young lovers skating round and round, feed in hand. I turned to claver Jake gliding toward me, a look of boyish glee on his face. I grimaced and took his emerge-stretched, gloved hand in mine.We lapped the glacial lake together in synchrony, talking, laughing and generally showing off, when Jake decided to show me, and everyone else on the mirky ice, what he was make of. He sped off, jumping and twisting like half of Torville and Dean, receiving universey admi anchor ring glances as he landed, undisputable-footed, back on the ice.Bet you cant beat that he laughed crosswise to me, his heavy breathe coming 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 cheers and shouts around me. I jumped, twisted, pirouetted and twirled elegantly, breathing in the sweet, pine-scented air. Torville was always the better half of the skating partnership. I skated back toward Jake, a triumphant smile flitting across my face.All at once the ice gave way beneath me I didnt even have quantify to scream earlier a chasm opened up, swallowed me entire and the freezing water surrounded me. A entrepot flashed this had happened before. I was only six then tho the same fear I had then fire through my mind and dead(p)ed my body. I pushed upward, but my sodden clothes aspirateed me on a lower floor defeat, down. I tried to resile the heavy boots off my numb feet and pushed one last time.My outstretched fingers hit solid ice. I taloned and desperately clutched at the ice attempt to find the hole. As my mouth filled with water I knew that this was the end, but I didnt c atomic number 18 any much because I was so cold. I just wanted to be warm. Suddenly a strong hand grabbed me from behind, wrenching me from the water and bringing me back to my senses.I looked up into Jakes hazel look they were clouded with fear and worry. He planted a warm kiss on my cheek and wrapped his dry coat around me. I love you, he whispered in my ear. I was too cold to talk but my eyes radiated all the love I had for him. An ambulance has been called, dear, it wont be long now, a kindly old man murmured, smiling. Thank you, Jake replied, being my voice.I was completely numb to everything. I remember everyone coming forward and piling coats on top of me as Jake held me on the frozen ground. Jake whispered in my ear the whole time to try and substantiate me awake. Hazily, I tried to shrink on the softness of his voice and the smart of my body eased.I dont cognise how long I reside t present until the ambulance arrived and the young paramedics lifted me onto a stretcher and carried me into the ambulance. Jake was pushed aside when he explained he was my boyfriend. Im sorry, the young man slide by tongue to, but its hospital policy only family are allowed on board. Ok Jake, tell, pain in his voice. Ill go and get her mum. He nodded. Be strong, beautiful he called to me as he ran to get his car.I woke up a few hours later in a hospital bed, with my mothers face, shiny with tears and mascara stains, looming over me. Hi sweetheart, its ok, Im here now. She said, her voice cracked and strained with worry. I tried to move my arms and legs before realising I was wrapped up in tinfoil. My mother, noticing my confused face, smiled and said Its attractive love, it just to keep you warm. The doctors want to keep you in over night to check that everythings ok, and then you and me can go home.Wheres Jake, Mum? Didnt he find with you to the hospital? Mums body stiffened and she quickly turned her face apart from mine. Whats the matter? Where is Jake? I asked again, a tactile sensation of despair creeping into my voice. Just then the door inched open and Chloes head popped round the door. Lily? Lily, are you in there, I think they said room 2b.LILY J essie squealed, as she pushed passed Chloe and embraced me in a hug as outdo she could, considering the way in which I was wrapped up. Oh my god you look like a chicken 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 soaking up the attention. Everyone that I cared about was around this bed. Except Jake. I felt a pang of sadness and rejection as it sank in that he had not yet come to visit.You have missed so much Chloe accentuate as she sat down on the comfy chair beside my bed. Have I? Ive only been here for half a day. Chloe grimaced, Yeah, well a lot happens in half a day you know she said. Especially if some(prenominal)ones after your man added Jesse with a nod at Nia. You know how Amys been trying to steal Drey for ages, yeah? Well Nia caught Amy at a party, all over him like a rash she said rhytidectomy her voice shrilly at the end of her sentence, causing the other two to glare and stare consignedly at the please be quiet sign. Oops, she giggled. Sorry.What did you do Nia? I hope it wasnt anything stupid I said trying to sound mature. Of course I wasnt stupid. She just needed teaching a les password.She smacked her one Chloe whispered acrid a giggle. And broke her nose.You broke Amys nose? I questioned disbelievingly as Nia turned the colour of an over-ripe tomato. No You didnt? I looked at Nia and the smug, satisfied look on her face said it all. I chucked Drey of course. He wasnt scarce beating her off with a barge pole.Men Who needs em? cried Jessie loudly, only to be kicked and elbowed into silence. Jesse looked surprised but then, as though remembering herself, she quietened and sank back into the other chair looking upset.What the hell on earth was dismission on? Err Whats wrong, guys? I asked suspiciously. Nothingnothing they all assured me. I was too tired to persist and suddenly felt overwhelmed by their noise. As though sensing this Nia announced, W ell we best be off and nodding to the group they stood up and busied themselves putting the chairs and bedclothes successive, 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(p) as they left together.I 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. You step ok, love? asked my mum as she leaned across the car for a hug but I shrugged her off. Im fine thanks, mum lets just get home, eh? As we reached the main road mum questioned my sullen behaviour. Are you sure you all right, love? Youve hardly said a word.Im fine, its just that Jake hasnt called or come to see 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 get up starts cryi ng you begin to worry. Mum? She just shook her head and continued driving in silence, on the slippery winter roads.When we pulled up to the house I got out of the car, stumbling toward the house in my eagerness to ring Jake. As mum followed me in she asked, What do you want to do now, love? with a tight, hollow smile on her face. Im just going to ring Jake for a chat. Dont worry I wont be on too long.Lily mum said, catching hold of my arm We need to talk.Why? Whats wrong?Sit down, love. Mum said placing herself beside me and taking my red, chapped hands in hers. Im sorry to tell you this but Jake has passed away she trailed off.No I cried jumping up from the settee NOCalm down sweetheart Mum said puff me back down beside her. I flopped down and searched her dark brown eyes trying to see some sense but as our eyes connected I knew it was true. Jake was gone.After what seemed a sprightlinesstime, I base my voice. How? I croaked as my throat began to close and bright spots invaded my vision as I broke down, but I had to know. Car crash came the strangled reply. He was on his way to the hospital, and a camion skidded on the roads.theyre so icy this time of year.anyway, Im sorry love, they hit Jakes car straight on. 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 mephistophelian in the world, but not now, not this time. I couldnt see how anything could be true anymore.I 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 forcing itself into a ball, which welled up in my intestine and rose to my throat but which I refused to set free. Staring at the defaced walls, something inside me snapped and I collapsed son of a bitch on my freshly-made bed and drifted into coma-like sleep.I awoke later wondering where I was and what had happened. Looking around and seeing the taradiddle littered with torn pictures, the anguish and pain returned, tearing at my mind, body and soul. I rolled onto the news report and looked under the bed pulling out the pink and silver box Jake had given me for our first anniversary. I carefully withdrew the letters he had written to me and inhaled the deep, musky scent he always sprayed on the paper, as he knew I loved the aroma so much.I looked down to see his loopy book on the very first letter he had sent to me and began to read words that I knew would neer be spoken by him again. My darling Lily, I love you with all my heart and I need 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 shattered in pieces inside my chest.Mum found me still clutching his letter hours later. Come on, Lily. Jakes mum has just been on the phone. Its the funeral tomorrow, are you up to it? Unable to find my tongue, I nodded.At 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.Cheryl had arranged the whole thing, right down to what he was wearing inside the silk-lined coffin-his last resting place. As Ill be missing you echoed around the full church, all my emotions flooded in and I began to weep for this was our song Jakes and mine. My chest tightened as I gasped for breath, yet 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.After the funeral, things didnt get better. Each day I sank deeper and deeper into depression, as I didnt see the point of going on without Jake by my side. Now he was no longer there to share my life I couldnt give a toss about anything he used to be my backbone my strength.in short my friends tired of my depressive moods and each one wavered before eventually wilting away under the constant mournfulness I was wallowing in. Mum tried of course but day by day our 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.After 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 help me to overcome my depression suddenly had a new purpose. They were my content of escape and one-way ticket to wherever Jake, my love, my life, was.It 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 unconsciousness wait to see the light Id read about in magazines.But 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.Waking 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.It was different passing the hospital with mum this time, knowing I was going home to start afresh. This time, instead of calling Jake, I went to say goodbye carefully putting all the things he had given to me in the box before sliding it under my bed.