1x1 with Jazzyleia

[stormy tom]

He jumped as she came in, setting the ice on the coffee table. Winter sat up and rubbed his face. "I'm glad you got back safely. I made my phone calls. It's all set. As soon as the girls get here they can take you out dress shopping." He looked up at her, bleary eyed. "As for me, Alfie is going to propose to my mother and I can't get the image of my father it of my head." He leaned back and closed his eyes. "I know the past doesn't matter anymore. I left it behind a long time ago. I already feel like Alfie is my father and I have no problem with him marrying mom....I just can't get images out of my head. It hurts." He clutched at his head.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine moved so she was sitting next to Winter. "He is and will never be anything like your father. Alfie cares for you and you know it. He saved you more than once and he kept me safe for you. At least you know that he likes you, he wont be trying to kill you at every corner like my step father was." Jasmine smiled. She knew Winter was just worrying too much about things that will never happen.

[stormy tom]

"I know...but my past is so rooted in that it come up sometimes. I can't help it. To some extend I guess I can. This pain is just a sign of weakness," he sighed, speaking quietly. "I'll push I down. I'll fight it harder. But it will always be there and I can't suppress it alone." Winter rested his elbows on his knees and put the ice on the back of his neck, leaning forwards.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine rubbed Winters shoulders and sighed. "Why dont you go take a nap. Ill make something for supper tonight, you get some rest okay?" Jasmine watched Winter. She felt bad that these memories he keeps so hard to keep down came back up. Its not his fault, but maybe sleeping would help. "Or we could both take a nap if you want."

[stormy tom]

Winter said nothing. He took the ice, now wet from his warm skin and stood up. Walking to the door he thrust it open and paced down the beach.
Winter looked at the melting ice cubes in his hands, felt he water drip down his face and neck. Then he turned to the ocean and with grunt hurled the ice into the water. They splashed and then silence.

Fade, memories. Go away.
You shaped me. I am because of you.
Now your role is over. Leave me alone.

Winter sank to his knees and put his hands in the sand, eyes squeezed shut.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine watched Winter leave with sadness. She walked just outside the door and watched him. "Hey Mooneyes, will you follow him? Ill make some lunch." She turned around. He looked like he either wanted to be alone or, well, he didnt look like anything else. Being alone, sometimes it helps you cope. She walked back inside and started to make a sandwich.

[stormy tom]

Mooneyes watched him go. He stayed in the middle.
What to do?

Winter stood up and took off his shirt he went into the water and sank beneath the waves, letting water fill his senses. Calm rushed through his body. Standing up at last, he shook out his hair and took a deep breath and fresh air. Sun hit his tanned skin and his hair shone like silver.

A smile cracked his lips.
It was over.
He could breath and think. The pain was gone.
Winter went back inside and hung his shirt on the hook. "I'm okay now Jasmine, thank you."
He went to the counter where she was making sandwiches and cocked his head. "Lunch already?" He looked at the clock. So it was.

[Jazzyleia]

"Well you told me to be home before lunch. I thought I would make some chicken, lettuce, tomato and mayo sandwichs for lunch. Its something simple. But Im glad you are....feeling better." Jasmine smiled a little but it wasnt genuine. She handed Winter a plate and sat down at the table.

[stormy tom]

Winter put the plates on the table. "Thank you." He replied. "For making lunch too. Simple is good sometimes." He smiled back. It was a quiet life.
"Mind if I chop up a mango as well?" It was his new favourite fruit, alongside pineapples.

[Jazzyleia]

Jasmine shook her head. "No, go ahead. So, Alfie and you mom...I kind of figured it the first time I saw her in the hospital. They just seemed, normal, around each other. Like nothing else was really happening except them meeting again." Jasmine started to eat her sandwich slowly.