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Salvation curled her arms around her bare legs. She was sitting in the shower, crying again. But how could it be again if she had never stopped. Watery blood washed from her arms into the drain, like a scarlet tidal wave. She had cut again and she felt a little better, but it still hurt so much. She rose and turned off the water.
"God, I need you right now." She prayed quietly. "Help me." She toweled off and dressed in what she always wore, a long black skirt and a flowing black silky shirt. Her long black hair dripped on the tiles and down her back. She dried it and then looked down at her arms. "So many designs."
"Salvation!" Her mother called from the base of the stairs. "Breakfast."
"Yes mother." She called back. She bounded down the stairs and ran into James.
"Oh I'm sorry little guy." She said.
"I'm not little, sissy." He said wrinkling his nose and stomping his feet to emphasize his point.
"Ok little guy." Salvation smiled down at him and ruffled his dark brown hair. His green eyes, an exact match of hers, flared. Her mother walked in, and the smiles on all their faces vanished. "Mother."
"Salvation." James squirmed under the weight of the tension and anger in the room.
"Mommy, are you taking me to school or is Sissy?"
"I am." Salvation said, "Unless you call me Sissy again then I will just have to dump you in a field in the middle of nowhere." She ruffled his hair again and pushed past her mother and into the kitchen. "Mm toast and jelly." She popped the toaster button down, mumbling, "Oh aren't I lucky."
"If you don't like it then go ahead and leave. Hurry anyway James has already eaten" Her mother snapped.
"Where is Satori?"
"She took a ride with her friend and Shandra's parents." Her mother replied curtly as she stalked from the room.
"Witch." Salvation muttered. James suddenly reappeared and wrapped his arms around her waist, and sighed.
"I love you Sister. Never leave me. I'd die if you died." He smelled like bubble gum shampoo and dirt. Tears sprang to her eyes.
"I love you to. I'd never leave you little brother." She whispered and held him a moment longer. "But I think we might want to start for school." Their eyes locked for a moment and she wondered how much he knew that he didn't let on. His hand went to the cut she had made that morning. Her eyes widened.
"Don't hurt your self either, Sister." He whispered. Then his eyes went back to the playful eyes of any five year old and he ran to the door. "Come on then."
"Ok little guy." She grabbed her bag and pushed him through the door.
"Bye James and Salvation." Their neighbors voice rang from across the lawn. A gloved hand poked from one of the rose bushes at the edge of their yard.
"Bye Mrs. Kroeker." They called back. Mrs. Kroeker was a widow and a divorcee, her second husband had died a drug addict six Augusts ago and she had never remarried. She tended her garden every morning and tried her best to get the ivy to cover her house. The rest of the kids in the neighborhood thought she was a witch. "If they see the plants around me house and can't see in, they think me a witch." She had once said, grinning. Her black hair and widows peak did much to improve the image, but the lady couldn't hurt a fly.
"Behave yourselves today." She called popping her head from the bush. Her gray-green eyes twinkled. "Or me witch powers'll getcha."
"We always do." James said sweetly.
"Bye dears." Her head disappeared again as the kids crawled into Salvation's jeep.
"Seat belt." Salvation ordered.
"But Salvi," James whined.
"No buts. Now." She ordered pulling her own strap over her shoulder. She started the jeep and looked at James.
"Fine." He said reaching for the strap. She realized something then, he only called her sister when he was acting older and knowing more than he had any right to know.
"I love you Sister." He said suddenly. "Satori loves you too, even though she doesn’t show it some times." His eyes had that hazy quality again. Her stomach ached in sudden fear.
"I love you too brother." She reached and ruffled his raven hair and smiled. "I love you too." He jumped out as they reached his school. She watched him reach the steps and bound up them. When he reached the door he turned.
She could almost hear him whisper, "Don't ever leave me Sister." And then he was inside.
She wiped her eyes and pulled away. She turned down a side street and pulled in front of an old yellow house. She honked the horn and a tall blonde young man rushed out.
"Coming my sweet princess." He called.
"Aaron I told you not to call me that." She sighed and rolled her eyes as he flashed his best smile.
"But you're my beautiful princess lovey." He leaned over and kissed her.
"Ok but that makes you my knight and shining armor."
"Wouldn't have it any other way." He chuckled and kissed her again. He rested his hand on her thigh. "I see you're not stuck with Satori today." A sudden rush of dread, not unlike what she had felt when James had mentioned Satori, poured over her. She shook her head and tried to smile.
"Nope, she rode with Shandra's parents and brother."
"I don't like Shandra." He said decisively, almost as if that should change her opinion of them. "Nor do I like that Phoebe." Then he smiled. "Want to do something today?" She smiled and put her hand around his.
"Like what." She asked.
His eyebrows went up and he grinned mischievously. "I could think of quite a few things." He slid his hand higher and Salvation gasped.
She smiled eagerly but her eyes held a tiny bit less sparkle than they had before. "You know how much I would love to do that, but I can't. If I skip I could fail this year." He pulled his hand away angrily.
"Fine." They drove the rest of the way in silence.
"I love you hun,” She said quietly.
"See you after school." He replied jogging towards the track. She parked the jeep and headed towards the library.
"Salvation!" She turned and caught sight of her friend Phoebe.
"Hi Pheebers." She said smiling.
"I told you not to call me that Salvi." They both wrinkled their noses in disgust and hugged.
"Promise I'll never do it again." They said together. They went through this ritual everyday without fail.
"Read anything good lately?" Phoebe asked as she pulled her red hair into a ponytail and pushed her purple, plastic framed glasses up the bridge of her nose. Her gray eyes shined.
"Yes, this book by Crymson,” Salvation paused and pulled the book from her pack. "Crymson McCracken, The Sacrifice, its really good. Kinda sad though everyone seems to die. I think you'd like it. What about you?"
"I was going to check that out yesterday actually. Lets see the only half way decent thing I have read recently is Elisarai's Quest by, oh look its by Crymson McCracken also, and also quite sad, people die a lot in her books and stories. You really ought to read this."
"Ok when we get finished with these we can switch."
"Salvation! Phoebe!" They both turned and saw their friend Shandra huffing towards them. "Hi ya'll." She had a really thick Texas accent, and even though they were all from Texas, and all still lived in there, they could hear hers clearly.
"Hey you." Salvation said smiling.
"Greetings Earthling." Phoebe said.
Shandra and Salvation rolled their eyes and walked into the library.
"Aaron's mad at me again." Salvation said quietly.
"Why?" Phoebe asked.
"I wouldn't skip with him." She replied.
"Good," Shandra said. "And well you know what I think?" But she never got to tell them what she thought because some one called from the front of the library.
"Shandra? Shandra?" The quiet but firm voice called. "Shandra Arnn?"
Shandra stood, "Yes?"
"You're needed in the office." The slight woman said. She sounded mad but her eyes were filled with grief. "You might want to bring your stuff"
"Uh-Oh" Phoebe said quietly.
"Want us to come with you?" Salvation asked.
"Please." Shandra pleaded. They all knew something terrible had happened and they knew something terrible would come of it. When they reached the office they saw Shandra's little sister curled on one of the waiting couches sobbing. The principal saw the girls walk up and looked about to cry herself.
"Come into my office Shandra." Mrs. Rice, the head counselor had appeared from nowhere.
"Can Salvation and Phoebe come with me?" She asked.
"Salvation may, but not Phoebe."
"Yes ma'am." The three friends hugged and then Phoebe departed.
Mrs. Rice had then sit in front of her desk and then sat herself. She remained quiet for a moment and then looked at the two of them sadly. "I'm afraid there's been an accident."
Both girls looked at each other and the back at the woman, "No." They said together pleading with her not to go on.
"Your parents, Shandra, were driving your little brother and Salvation's sister to school." She handed them tissues and pulled one for herself. Both girls remained still. "When they were crossing an intersection an 18-wheeler ran the red light and plowed into them. There were no survivors." The two girls shuddered and looked at each other.
"Oh God." Salvation said.
"Holy shit." Shandra whispered. They rose and to comfort each other and fell against each other. They felt as if they were all that was keeping them from blowing away in a storm of despair.
"I'm so sorry." Salvation whispered, tears coursing down her face.
"Me to." Her friend replied. Phoebe suddenly burst in the room tear tracks down her face. She walked to her friends and clasped them both in the same hug.
"I'm so sorry." She said.
Then a thought occurred to Shandra. "Where will I stay?" She asked.
"Either with a relative or with a foster home." Mrs. Rice replied.
"But can't she stay with one of us?" Phoebe asked.
"No, I'm sorry, state law forbids it." As the counselor was saying this the door to the office burst open. Salvation's mother stood in the doorway. She stepped in and her daughter saw that she had been crying. James came in after her.
"Why couldn't it have been you, Salvation?” Her mother whispered. James kicked her and ran to Salvation jumping into her arms.
"I love you Sister." He whispered into her ear. "I love you so much, don't leave me like Satori had to." He curled his arms around her neck "Don't put me back down."
"I love you too little guy and I will never leave you." She picked him up and glared at her mother. "Be careful what you say around people Sylvia," Her mothers’ eyes widened. "You might make them think you don't like me." She pushed passed Sylvia and stalked out.
"See what I have to put up with." The mother said to Mrs. Rice. Phoebe and Shandra stomped past Sylvia and chased after their friend.
"I have to tell you both something." She said when they caught up.
"What?" The friends said together. Salvation looked down at James and brushed a hair from his eyes. He had fallen asleep.
"James is my son." The friends gasped and stopped dead.
"No you're only a senior in high school that makes you eighteen, he five that would have made you thirteen when you gave birth." Shandra said
"No, I never said I was eighteen. I'm twenty-one, I had him when I was sixteen and missed a few years at school."
"Oh."
"Is Satori your daughter?" Phoebe asked.
"She's 15, Pheebers." Salvation used the nickname to lighten the situation.
"Oh yeah." She blushed and smiled sheepishly, "Is that why your mom hates you?"
"No, she hates me because her ex-husband, my step father, is the father."
"Your sisters father?" Shandra came out of her pain filled trance to look surprised. For a moment the tears stopped. "You slept with your step father?"
"Not willingly." Salvation whispered. Her face was pale and her eyes far away.
"Salvation!" Aaron called from the end of the hall.
"Does he know?" Phoebe asked quietly.
"No." Aaron reached her and curled his arms around her and James.
"I'm so sorry." He said softly, leaning to kiss her. She flinched away violently.
"Not today, honey, please just don't."
His face fell and then turned hard. "Fine." He said and walked away. Tears slipped down her face and into James' hair.
"Sister?" He said looking up at her.
"No, call me by what you know I am." She replied.
"Ok Mommy." He kissed her cheek and curled back into her arms. "I love you mommy."
"I love you too baby. She kissed the top of his head and he leaned against her and dozed.
"Oh Salvation." Phoebe whispered. "I'm so sorry we didn't know."
"Don't be sorry. You didn't know because I didn't want you to know."
"What about me?" Shandra said softly. "What do I do?"
"I don't know yet." Salvation replied. "I'll figure out something for now we-" In her haste to get as far away from Mrs. Rice and her mother, Salvation had not been watching were she was going. A tall dark-haired man was suddenly in the hall. She ran straight into him and almost dropped James.
"Watch where the hell you’re going." The two said in unison. Then they both flushed and stammered apologies. Tears suddenly sprang to her eyes.
"I'm sorry I was just-"
"No its my fault," He brushed a tear from her cheek and lifted her chin. "Don't cry it wasn't your fault."
"Its not that." She whispered.
James suddenly lifted his head and said softly "Don't let him get away Sister." She looked back down at him and smiled.
"I'm Salvation." She said to the man. "I'd hold out my hand but as you can see..."
"I'm Christopher,” He said smiling. "And who is this bundle of joy?" He pointed to James.
"This is my-" She faltered and looked down.
"You don't have to tell me." He said softly. She looked up into his eyes and gasped. They were so blue, like the hottest fires, like the deepest part of the ocean, like a smoldering sapphire.
"He's my son." She whispered. Her eyes fell again and he lifted her chin.
"He's cute. Just like you." Their eyes were locked for a moment longer and then Salvation remembered Shandra and Phoebe, she looked up and saw them gone.
"Where did they go?" She asked him.
"Who?"
"The two girls that were with me."
"They left a few moments after we bumped into each other. One of them was crying."
"Oh no." Salvation said.
"Do you need a ride home?" He asked.
"No, Christopher, thank you though." Then she smiled. "But could I give you my phone number, I'd love to see you again." His face broke in a grin.
"Only if I can give you mine." They exchanged numbers and then went on their way. Her eyes held a new light, and his a new spark

"Salvation?" Said the voice on the other line.
"Yes?"
"Hi this is Christopher. I don't know if this is a bad time or not, but I thought I'd call." She was so surprised that he had called that she at first couldn't speak. "Is it a bad time, it’s a bad time, I must have called at a bad time. I'm sorry I'll hang-"
"No it’s not a bad time." She said quickly. "I was just surprised that you really called."
"Why wouldn't I call?" He asked truly wondering.
"I don't know." They stayed silent for a moment. Then they both began at once. "You first" She said smiling.
"I was wondering if we could get together tonight."
"Oh yes." Her eyes sparkled and she forgot about the fight she'd had with her mother earlier, then her sisters’ death rushed back. "Oh God." She sobbed.
"What's wrong?"
"My sister is dead, I forgot that my sister is dead." She cried into the phone.
"Hey meet me at the park on Maple Wood Drive in ten minutes." There was a click on the other end and then silence. Salvation rushed upstairs and pulled on her skirt and black shirt, and headed out the door.
"I've been called into work." She shouted to her mother.
"Fine." Her mother called back.

When Salvation reached the park she sat on one of the many metal benches. The metal was cold at first but soon warmed the longer she sat. She looked down at her arms. They were lying palms up on her thighs. The scars and cuts showed well in the light of the full moon. She wondered what Christopher would think, as if on cue he jogged up.
"Hello," He said shyly. "I was afraid that you were a dream." He said, and then he caught sight of her arms. "Oh my God!" He traced one of his black painted nails down a nasty scar. "So many designs." She gasped as he drew his fingers down the cut she had made this morning. "So much hurt.
"I know." She said quietly, "I know." She started to sob and he pulled her into his arms.
"Don't cry, my love, don't cry." He wrapped his arms around her. "Why did you do it?"
"For the same reason I cry. It helps it all go away." She then told him all about the circumstances of James' birth, and of her sister, and of all the people that had hurt her.
"I'm so sorry." He said. Then he lifted her chin and kissed her softly. "I won't ever hurt you." He said softly, "Ever." She cried against his chest.
"Thank you." She said when she stopped crying.
"For what?"
"For letting me cry." She put her hand against his cheek and smiled. "For being here."
"Wouldn't have wanted to be any where else." He looked down at his watch and then shyly back at her. "Well since we are already together and its only nine thirty, what say you to some hamburgers?"
She smiled happily and took his hand. "I would love one right now." They rose and walked to her car. "Did you not drive here?"
"No, I live about a block from here."
"That’s weird I live about a mile that way." She pointed east. "Its surprising we have never met."
"I just moved here from Washington State."
"Oh that explains it." They climbed in her jeep and looked at each other. "Well were do you want to go." She asked.
"I know a great place on 45th and Bell if you want to head down there."
"My pleasure." She turned off at the street mentioned and pulled into the restaurant.
"I think I love you." He suddenly said.
"I think I love you too." She replied, "And that scares me." They climbed out and she pulled her hair into a quick braid.
"I love your hair." He said to fill the silence.
"Thank you. Not to sound weird but I love your eyes." He curled his arm around her waist and she her arm around his and they walked into the restaurant.

"What happened to your sister?" Christopher asked when there meal had been brought to them. Salvation paled and set down her drink.
"She was in an accident today. A car accident." Tears filled her eyes and she stood. "I'm so sorry, I can't stay." She turned to leave but he caught her arm.
"Please at least let me put this in a box so you can drive me home, remember I rode with you." Her face regained a little color and she nodded.
"Ok."
Fifteen minutes later they were headed back towards the park. "I'm really sorry I just up and brought that up." He said quietly.
"Don't be love, I should have handled that better. I miss her but I know that she is in a better place." Her eyes misted for a moment, then she smiled. "But not as good a place as me. She doesn't have you. How do I get to your place?"
"Turn left here and then go straight until you see a big blue house." When they reached the house he looked at her intently for a moment and then grabbed her hand. "Will you come in with me?"
"Yes." She said suddenly deciding she would. You just met him, An inner voice warned. Yes but I love him, She retorted. He pulled her close and walked towards the house.
"I love you." He said into her hair. "It scares me too." They reached the door and he kissed her hard and desperately. "I won't ever leave you."
"Nor I you." She replied leaning into the kiss just as desperately. They clamored into the house and never stopped kissing.
"I love you." They repeated over and over again. It was almost a chant that calmed their frazzled and hurt nerves. They threw themselves together with boundless passion and did not sleep until morning. When he awoke some time towards noon she was still asleep.
"You're so beautiful." He said, pushing a lock of hair from her eyes. "So lovely and beautiful." The sheet was tangled around her arms and legs; he pulled the blanket over her and slipped from the bed. "Sleep well my troubled love."

"Christopher!" Salvation sat up quickly and looked around. She could almost remember a horrid dream where she was dead with his dead arms wrapped around her but she pushed that away. She was still in Christopher's apartment, but she couldn't see him anywhere. The navy blue walls and crimson bedspread stared at her mockingly. She could almost hear them whisper, "We'll never tell where he went." She rose and walked towards the door, pulling her jeans back on in the process. "Christopher!" She called again.
"What my love." His form filled the door way and she sighed.
"I thought you were gone." She whispered falling into his arms.
"I would never leave you that way." He whispered into her hair hugging her against him. "Never."
She curled closer to him and then gasped. "Oh crud, what time is it?"
He looked at his watch. "It's three-thirty."
"Oh crud." She said again, she rushed towards the door, "I gotta get home to my son and my mother." She threw her self at him and curled her arms around his neck. "Call me." She whispered and then kissed him long and hard. "Don't forget." He stood stunned in the doorway as her form receded.
"I could never forget." He whispered.

An hour later Salvation returned home, her mother was waiting just inside the doorway. "First I get a call from work asking why you’re late. Then I say you left last night for work and they tell me that you were not scheduled to work until noon today."
"I know Sylvia, I had another job offer and they said if I showed up now they might be able to let me have a job there."
"Sure." Her mothers’ foot tapped against the cement tiles of the entryway. Salvation pushed past her and towards James' room.
"Is he down for his nap?"
"No his father has him." Sylvia said almost triumphantly.
"What." Her voice was venom and as she turned her eyes were fire and her fist clenched. Sylvia backed away involuntarily.
"I-I-I'm sorry I didn't know that-"
"You gave my son to him." She advanced on her mother and pushed her hard against the wall.
"I'm sorry Salvation, I didn't know you didn't want-" Suddenly there was a knock at the door and James' voice could be heard on the other side of the door.
"Mommy, I'm back." He said in the eerie voice he always used when he was in that prophetic trance. Salvation rushed to the door and pulled him into her arms. Charles, the father, sauntered up and smiled.
"Hello good lookin'." He said to Salvation.
"Get the hell out of here." She said closing the door, Sylvia didn't stop her. "Oh honey I'm so sorry."
"Don't worry Mommy, he didn't hurt me, he only took me across the street because Grandmother told him to." James smiled and kissed her cheek. "Now I have to go upstairs."
"Ok little guy." She ruffled his hair and then pushed him towards the stairs.
"You stupid bitch." Her mother said quietly.
"Excuse me?"
"If you would just marry Charles you could have so much. You could have more than even this." She lifted her arms to indicate the huge house. "James could go to the finest school and have the finest clothes. You wouldn't even have to go to school."
Salvation smiled. "You don't understand, I don't love him, or even like him. I didn't want to-" She stumbled over the words. "I didn't want to ever be with him, and I never want to be with him, nor see him, ever again. James' is fine where he is he has no need for the finest."
"Everyone has need for some fine things." Sylvia said opening the door. "Now apologize." Charles was still framed in the doorway his tight cowboy jeans and fake alligator skin boots looked tacky and the cowboy hat and button down shirt made it look worse. He was almost handsome with short blonde hair and baby blue eyes. He was muscular and tall, and his nose had a hump on the bridge from when Salvation had thrown a shoe at him to fend him off. He crossed the threshold and clasped his arm around her waist.
"Didja miss me baby doll?" He leaned close and kissed her.
"I apologize for shutting the door in your face." Salvation said struggling against him, "But if you don't let me go I will be forced to hurt you." Her face was drained of color but she managed an evil look. He pushed her farther in the house and against the wall. His hand ran down her back and her bottom.
He leaned close and whispered. "You couldn't" He kissed her again and pinned her harder against the wall. Suddenly she saw Christopher bounding up the front walk.
"I'd let me go if I were you." She said softly, her face was strained the memories of her sixteenth birthday clashing with the present day happenings.
He took both of her hands into one of his and groped her chest. He kissed her again. "Or what?" Christopher crossed over the threshold and looked at her.
"Do you need my help?" He mouthed. She nodded imperceptibly, he ran from the room and she paled more. Where is he going? She wondered. He's left you alone. An inner voice taunted.
"One more warning." She said shakily. He pushed close against her and she could feel him fumbling one handed with the button of her jeans. All remaining color was gone from her face and her eyes were unfocused. She remembered this was exactly how it was last time down to the exact thing she was wearing. She forgot about Christopher and lapsed between past and present. She was sixteen and twenty-one, frightened teenager and terrified adult. She didn't see Christopher walk back in but she felt Charles slip his hands into her pants. She didn't see the vase crack against the older mans skull but in her mind she felt him slipping her pants off.
"No, no, no, no," She repeated over and over again. Christopher pulled her against him.
"Shhh, honey, its over Shhh."
"Stop hurting me, stop. Don't hurt me, don't, don't," She rocked against his chest and he rocked with her. "Leave me alone, I have to be alone."
"I'll not leave you alone Salvation. I love you come back to me. I'll never hurt you, never, never." He chanted the words hoping it would bring her out of her memories.
She sobbed a little longer and then turned her emerald eyes up to him, a brief spark told him she was back. "Christopher?"
"Yes." He said soothingly. "It's me."
"How did you know to come?"
"I don't know. I had just laid back down to rest and I dreamed that someone was killing you." He pointed towards Charles, "That he was killing you. Then a green light flared and an older different James was standing in front of me. He was taller and his hair was like midnight and his eyes like a forest in the evening. He held out his hands to me and said, 'Go, she needs you.' Then he explained how to get here and I woke up half way to my car. I sped through every light and I saw him grab you and push you through the door."
"Thank you." She said curling against him. Then James was at their side. He looked at Christopher.
"You listened." He said.
"Yes I did."
"Good." He curled his arms around Salvation's neck and held her tight. "I'd have never let him hurt you." He kissed her forehead and then bounded back up the stairs. For a moment two visions of him, young and old, were on top of each other and then he was just a five year old again.
"He scares me sometimes." She said.
"He scares me all the time." Christopher replied.
Sylvia walked in a moment later and saw Charles sprawled on the floor. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing to my daughter."
"Shut up Sylvia." Salvation snapped. She stood and buttoned her jeans back up.
"James and I are leaving. We will be gone by tonight and if I ever see you," she kicked Charles in the groin, "Or him, ever again, I will personally make it that you won't live another day without fear of me." She kissed Christopher hard, as if to get the taste Charles from her mouth.
"Where will you stay?" He asked.
"Good question love, I'll try and see if Phoebe will let me room with her."
He ran his hand lovingly through her hair and kissed her again, "My apartment has two bedrooms." She looked up quickly and started at him incredulously.
"You'd do that for me?"
"Yes." He smiled and pulled her close. She curled against him and took a deep breath. "Thank you my love."
"No thanks needed. I love you."
"I love you too." She sighed and pulled away reluctantly. "I need to go pack."
"Ok love, call me when you get done and I'll come and pick you up."
"Ok." He pushed her towards the stairs and watched her ascend, "Like an angel to her heaven," He turned to walk out the door and saw Sylvia helping Charles up.
"She's mine." The man said wincing at his injuries.
"She's not leaving." Sylvia put in.
Christopher pushed past them both and smiled slightly. "She James' and it's his decision" They looked at him strangely and watched him walk away.
"It worked," They said together.

"James honey we need to pack-"
"Because we are going to live with Christopher." He finished.
"Yes," Salvation nodded "We are. How do you know these things?
Suddenly an emerald green light poured from his eyes and hands. He grew in height and his eyes turned dark. His hair was as black as the sky at midnight and his skin as pale as a cloud. He was wiser and she knew he was older than the world itself. He smiled. "Because I'm more than you know. Then he was a child again and he went to her and wiped her tears. "Now forget." Salvation frowned for a moment and looked at her son.
"What did I just say?"
"That we needed to pack cause we are going to Christopher's."
"Oh yes." She shook her head and led him to his bed. "Pick out everything you can't live without and pack it in the luggage Grandmother gave you last year. We will get everything else later." She kissed his forehead and walked from the room.
Two hours later they were almost done packing and decided to have dinner. Around seven Salvation's mother appeared in the doorway. "Aaron is here."
"I forgot all about him." She whispered
"It'll be ok." She heard James whisper, she wondered what he could do if anyone wanted to hurt her but she decided not to voice that.
"Keep packing little one." She ruffled his hair and walked down the stairs.
"Hello Aaron. We need to talk." She led him to the den and sat him on the love seat. She pulled a chair in front of him and said. "Honey I met someone else and I'm breaking up with you. James is my son."
Aaron gasped and stood up quickly knocking her and the chair over. "What?" He said.
She started to stand and repeated her self. "I'm sorry Aaron." He pushed her back down and stood over her.
"No." He said, he tried to hit her again and screamed in pain.
"Don't hurt her." James, the older James, stepped from a cloud of green light and grabbed Aaron's arm and pulled him away from her and into the green light. With one last look at Salvation Aaron disappeared.
"Who are you?" She asked. He smiled sadly.
"I am James." And then she remembered what he had told her earlier, tears filled her eyes and her vision wavered.
"You're not coming back are you?"
"No Sister." And he hugged her tight and kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry but you have someone better than I could ever be, I love you Sister." He kissed her cheek and stepped back into the green light.
"Good bye." She whispered sobbing. She calmed her self and reached for the phone.
"Hello?"
"Christopher?"
"Yes."
"This is Salvation, I'm ready."
"Ok, I'll head over there." The phone clicked and died.
"Please hurry, my love." She whispered.

He reached the house ten minutes later four boxes were stacked on the porch and Salvation sat next to them. She was sobbing into her hands and rocking back and forth. "Love?" He called and rushed to her.
"He's gone." She cried.
"Who's gone."
"My sister is gone, and James is gone. He became the man from the green and told me we would be together for only a short time, and then he was gone too. Aaron's gone, and James, Christopher James is gone." He clasped his arms around her. The green light flared but neither of them were surprised. James stepped from the light.
"Don't cry Sister." He was dressed in all green, a shirt of forest green and jeans the shade of evergreens at twilight, even his eyes were a dark green. His hair was midnight black and longer. and it looked like it had stars caught in it. He was painfully handsome now.
"You left me." She cried.
"No Sister, I'm always here, just call me and I'll come."
"But how?" She and Christopher asked together.
"The how is not important, only the why. I was here to watch over you until you met Christopher."
"I'm not your mother am I?"
"Not exactly. You're more my sister. Now the Christopher is here I can go back to my family, to my love." His eyes filled for a moment and she wondered how long he had actually been waiting.
"How long did it take me to meet him?"
"Four hundred years." He said softly.
"You mean we have been trying to meet for that long? And we were destined to meet this whole time?" Christopher asked.
"Yes and yes the Goddess would have it no other way."
"Goddess?"
"Yes Goddess. Anyway, my time here is done. He will be with you until you die." A weird look crossed his eyes then, and a tear as soft and silver as moon light slid down his cheek. He flicked it away so quickly, Salvation wondered if she had really seen it. "But I must go. Fare thee well my Sister, until the winds of fate push us together again."
"Why do you call me sister." She asked as the green light behind him grew in intensity.
"Because the god of fate is our father." Then the green light poured from his eyes and mouth and nose and his face radiated pure rapture. He was almost completely wrapped in it when his voice sounded again. "I love thee Sister, please do not hurt thy self." She felt a tingling in her arms and her cuts from, God it had only been yesterday, were gone. "Take care of her." Then the voice and the light faded and they were alone.
"Fare thee well my Brother." Salvation whispered.
"I will James I will. Good bye." Christopher said softly.

An hour later they had packed everything into her jeep and his truck and were heading towards his apartment. Our apartment, she corrected her self.
"I love you for always." She whispered.
"I love you for ever." He said at the same time. They reached the apartment at nine thirty and went straight to sleep.

Three days later Salvation awoke alone.
"Christopher?" She called pulling on one of his shirts. "Christopher?" She called again. When she reached the kitchen she saw a sticky note on the fridge.
"Lover,
I'm so very sorry to have left you alone this morning. I got a job offer and needed to leave early this morning. I would have woken you but you were tossing and turning all night and your eyes were red from crying I thought you could use some sleep. Also you looked so beautiful with your arms thrown up over your head and your ebony hair against your ivory skin. I could disturb such beauty."
Salvation paused there smiling, he was so cute sometimes. What a dork. She thought.
"I will get home around three thirty. I love you forever, kiss your self for me.

Love Christopher"
"I love you for always." She said aloud. "Well I have two hours." She said quietly.
She grabbed a muffin from the package and went back to the bedroom. When she finished eating she crawled on to the middle of the bed and sat cross-legged. She felt such an urge to cut that she needed not to move. She closed her eyes and began to meditate. She slowly felt her body begin to relax and settle.
She pictured her self walking around in forest alone. The trees thinned and she found herself in a clearing. A roaring water fall crashed the silence and passion flower vines grew around the trees. As she walked towards the falls humming birds fluttered around her hair and told stories of the past and future. She settled against a rock and looked up at the night sky. "So many stars." She whispered.
"Would you like to know the stories of their existence?"
"Do you want to know how stories came to be?"
"Do you want to know what....."
"Do you want...."
"Do you...." The humming birds chattered in her ears. She smiled and stared up at the sky. The moon was full and huge and turned her ivory skin silver. She felt like an exotic night flower with a silver stem and black petals. She sat that way for hours, cross-legged on the bed and lying against a rock. She only came up and out when she felt hurt and a painful scream. When she opened her eyes she found herself covered in blood. A razor was in one hand and blood was pouring down her other arm.
"Oh my God." She heard Christopher shout again. She looked down at her self in disgust.
"I didn't even know I was doing it my love, I was meditating. I didn't know." He curled up next to her on the bed and held her close her blood spilling on his clothes and bed.
"I thought you were killing yourself." He whispered into her hair. "I was so scared and you were sitting so still, my heart died."
"I didn't know I was doing it. I didn't know." She kept repeating.
"It's ok love, it's ok." He said softly. "Shhh." He rocked her back and forth until she slept chanting over and over. "It's ok love, it's ok." She slept the rest of the day and the whole night through.
When she woke the next day she found herself alone again. Another note was stuck to the fridge.
"Lover
Meet me at the Maple wood park at 11:30, I love you for always.
Love
Christopher.
"I love you for ever." She said and looked down at her watch. "Oh crud. It's already 10:45 I better hurry." She rushed to her room and pulled out a black shirt with silver flowers and a short silver skirt with black flowers. She stepped into the shower. Blood from her cuts ran down the drain in crimson tides. Tears flowed down her face. Her hair gleamed after she dried it. "Almost like a starless midnight sky." She whispered.
She rushed out the door and walked to the park. It was only 11:15 when she reached the park. She chose the same bench that they had sat at the first night. It was cold and the clouds spoke of snow. The bench warmed under her slowly. Few birds sang and even fewer stayed in the trees. No leaves hung to the trees, they were naked in the winter wind. She imagined them shivering and envying her hair and clothes.
Christopher jogged up a few moments later. "Hello my love." He said leaning over and kissing her. "You look so beautiful."
"We need to talk." She whispered. His face fell, he recognized that tone.
"Please love, don't. Please." He pleaded.
"Not forever. I just need time to get over James." And Aaron, She added silently.
Tears filled his eyes but he nodded. "Ok love, ok." He ran his finger down the one of the many cuts from the day before. She gasped in agony. He pulled away quickly. "Why did you do it."
"Because I love you so much, and because I loved him to." She didn't know which him she meant, James or Aaron.
"But this pain."
"Yes I know." She pulled him close and kissed him deeply. "I know."
"Where will you go?"
"To my mothers for today. She has a couple of days a week that she has to spend all hours at the hospital. Then I will talk to Phoebe about staying with her for a few days."
"Will you call me? Or see me?" His voice cracked and tears spilled down his face.
"Oh yes honey. I still love you. Never forget that. I just need to forget James, and I need to do that alone."
He smiled sadly and tears spilled down his cheeks. Sudden cold dread spilled through her, she knew she'd never forget James, and she knew she'd not see him long after today. "Ok love, ok." He whispered. She pulled him to her and kissed him hard, and desperately.
"I'm so sorry." She whispered.
"For what." He said.
"For what I shall do." She rose and started off.
"What do you mean?"
She walked back to him and kissed him hard. "Don't hate me, and don't forget me." She looked deep into his eyes and kissed him softly. Then she turned and ran.
"I could never forget you my love. Never." He whispered to her receding form.

Salvation reached her house two hours later, she had left her car at Christopher's house and had just wandered instead of going straight to her mothers. Tears froze on her cheeks as the weather grew colder. She opened the door and stared inside. Then she turned and stared out side. "Good bye." She whispered. She didn't close the door. She walked up the winding stair case to her bedroom, it was so sad and empty. She walked to her computer and flipped it on.
"You have nine messages." The voice barked at her.
"Well ain't I just lucky." She said back. She checked them, all were from Phoebe and Shandra, she replied back with the same curt reply.
"Friends,
Know that I didn't do this because I hated you, know that I did it cause I hated me."
Love,
Salvation."

She rose from the computer desk and went to her stationary table. She'd had that table for so long now, she ran her hand across it lovingly. She had left so much here when she'd packed and left for Christopher's. She picked up the pink paper with navy blue flowers and began a letter to her love
"Dear Love,

Don't miss me when I'm gone, for I was never here.
And don't think I didn't love you, for I was always yours.
And when I'm cold and dead,
Remember me as I was,
Not as I am.
I love you,
And always have.
I love you forever and for always.
Love,
Salvation."

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