Thread: A Giant Step Forward WHO: Jae Song WHEN: Nov. 8, 2016 WHERE: Jae's Room, Hydra Dorm NPC: Hyuna Song
Jae stepped into her room as two Hydra students complained about the election. It seemed like it was on everyone's lips, and as a foreign student, Jae had some interest, but she wanted to call her mom before she joined the rest of the country (and possibly the world) in seeing everything unfold for America. She closed the door behind her, locking it as she did, and then went to her bed. She placed her books down on her nightstand and then took her cell phone out, making the call to her mother's phone. It range twice before her mother answered.
"Hello," her mother greeted and Jae, already knowing her mother was saying it out of politeness skipped over her own formalities, "Mom, I did it."
"Jae! Are you talking about the ACTs? You have the results already?" Hyuna asked and Jae could hear her step-father in the background shouting a hello. Jae smiled and then shook her head, even if her mother wasn't there to see, "Not yet, mom. I won't find out for a bit, but mom, I—" Jae paused and then felt the rush of emotions strike her hard. Her shoulders shook, and she was crying before she knew it.
"Jae, what's going on?" her mother asked, trying to calm her through soothing words, but Jae felt strangely relieved. Like so much fear she had was finally melting away, and it was. She'd come to St. Margaret's to overcome a problem, and it had taken her two years to get here. Two long years of near accidents and struggles with something that she'd had difficult with for so long. The school had helped a lot. It wasn't the restriction that Ms. Menides placed on her either that was completely to thank for that, but . . .
"Mom, I won't hurt anyone anymore," she finally managed to say before crying more. Jae wiped at her tears, rubbing them away from her eyes and the pride swelled inside of her. She was going to graduate from St. Margaret's and having accomplished exactly what she came here to do. The school had been a last resort and hey, it worked.
Her mother didn't say anything for a moment, but Jae could hear her mother's crying begin too. So much that her step-father began asking what was wrong.
"I'm so proud of you, daughter," her mother trembled into the phone, "I'm so proud of you."
Jae wished her mother could be there for it, and that she could hear those words right there, but this was enough. Her mother was proud of her. Jae had overcome an addiction. The hungers weren't gone but now Jae could stop herself from indulging in something that had haunted her for so long. Maybe one day she'd be able to refuse it entirely and look at a human and not think of them first as food and then as people. That day might not be today, but Jae was getting closer to it, and she continued to weep along with her.