Whispering to himself, "I have only been home a week now. What is wrong with me? Miss Wayman said in times of confusion, when I feel I am going out of my mind. All I need to do is just call Lord Jesus' name for help."
Unable to understand what was real from what was an illusion. Torren slowly walks up to his room. He sits at the edge of his bed, closing his eyes as he prays. "Oh Lord Jesus, please help me, I don't want to lose my mind again. I don't want to return to the hospital, so please help me."
With his eyes still closed he felt as though the room was closing in on him. Unable to sit still any longer Torren sprints on his feet and rushes through the door and out of the house into the rose garden.
Unable to say for how long he keeps calling on the Lord to help him. "Help me! Lord Jesus, please, I beg You." feeling someone hugging him, "Oh Lord, I am scared."
The soothing voice said, "There's no need to be scared Torren, now take some deep breaths."
Sensing his anger and how confused he looked, "Were you hearing voices in your head again Torren?" Afraid to answer after what just occurred.
Shawney sees when he just nods. "Then listen only to my voice."
Feeling confused he said, "How can I Miss Wayman when there are so many other voices in my head."
Seeing the way he looks frightened and confused "Okay, Torren can you see my face?" When he shakes his head.
Hearing her laugh, "Well, I supposed not, with your eyes closed, how can you?"
From his tone of voice, he had calmed down a little, "I am hearing your voice though."
Smiling, Shawney responded, "That is a good sign, so I know for a surety that your mind is not playing tricks on you. Now can you bend your head a little forward?"
When he dipped his head, her soothing voice said, "Very good?" Kissing his lips then ask, "Are you still scared Torren?"
"Not so much, but it is still a bit confusing in my mind," Shawney observed how tight his eyes were shut.
Shawney also noticed how frustrated he was, together with his confusion. "Okay Torren, try and relax, can you feel me still hugging you?"
"Yes, yes. I can," feeling his embrace tighten a bit around her waist.
Shawney rested her head against his chest, and whispered only for him, "Torren, do you still think you are daydreaming or is it real?"
Kissing her head Torren replies, "I don't know anymore, you told me you will come for the weekend."
Hearing her chuckles which makes him more relaxed, when she responded, "That's not true, you invited me for the weekend." With her head still resting on his chest, she could hear the rhythm of his heartbeat, "Thump...Thump, thump."
With Shawney's pleasant scent, Torren felt his mind calming gradually. Considering her question he said, "Yes, yes, I remembered, but today is only Friday."
"So when does the weekend begin, and what is the date today Torren?"
Being conscious of the date, because of his clinic appointment, "It's Friday 14th February."
Happy to hear his response, "Yes, that means you are not confused and your dates are not mixed up. Now will you please open your eyes for me?"
Still afraid he was having an illusion, "Miss. Wayman, I am afraid to open my eyes."
Shawney was determined to help build his confidence and convince him, knowing his fear was still not dissipated, "But why Torren, you are not confused. Now will you please open your eyes, there's nothing to be afraid of, I will be right here hugging you when you open your eyes?"
Torren hesitated a bit, before saying, "Miss Wayman, if I recall clearly, I invited you for the weekend. Now if I open my eyes, you might not be here in front of me."
Hearing her laugh, "That's not true Torren, it seems as though you have forgotten, that the weekend begins from Friday evening or haven't you heard me say that before.."
"But it is not evening yet Miss Wayman."
At that very moment his watch beeps causing him to become conscious of the time, "Oh, my friend, it is already after four in the afternoon according to the beeping of your watch? And I wanted to ask you out to dinner this evening."
Shawney suddenly felt his body tremble a bit when he said, "Miss Wayman, it is not safe for me to mingle in a big crowd, You know I only get discharged from the hospital a few days ago and I need rest"
Understanding his fear, Shawney gently stroked his back, "Torren you will be in my company, so there's nothing to be afraid of, now take some deep breaths, and open your eyes."
When his hands tightened around her, he pleaded, "Please, it's too early, I cannot go out as yet."
Hearing her soothing words, "Torren, there's no need to be afraid, I promise you."
Wanting desperately to believe what she was saying, "But just suppose I open my eyes and I am daydreaming? Or even having an illusion. Then I will miss out on holding you for an extra minute."
Hearing how she was laughing, she sounded so free and happy. Making his heart glad and it slowly removes the fear that was stifling him.
With his disorientation and confusion finally gone, Torren considered how she gently coaxed him to relax and fight the illusion and fear. With peace of mind, he thought if she was around him he wouldn't go out of his mind, and there wouldn't be any need to worry about getting sick and returning to the hospital.
"Shawney, you have done an excellent job by calming me down, would you consider accepting a job if I hire you to work for me."
Looking at his face recalling all Mr Mac Carty had said, She thought this was a good opportunity to get to know Torren and no one would suspect his dad, "Will you really hire me to work for you Torren?"