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Post by Maxwell on Apr 12, 2007 18:51:51 GMT -5
Ebony's Rebellion, commonly called Rebel walked slowly into the Hopea clansite. Her husband, Ivan had been missing for some time. She was deeply depressed. Her knife that she now carried everywhere lay tucked in her pocket. It shimmered slightly as a bit of moonlight hit the blade, but she ignored it.
She sat down on a rock and cried, tears streamed down her face mixing with the blood that was around her mouth. Her head in her hands she continued to cry as she stared down blurrily at the scars on her arms. She had recently began to cut herself, using the knife. She had been so depressed that she had to do something, pain was no object anymore. She was almost sure Ivan was dead and now she was alone... she'd never love again.
She cried out, "Ivan...please..." Her words choking between sobs. He was gone, and she knew she'd never see him again, unless by some miracle he would return, but what were the chances of that? |
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Post by Sio Sicili on Apr 12, 2007 19:11:20 GMT -5
How was Ivan, a man of love and care and the husband and lover of Ebony Rebel going to come back into her life after being kidnapped by the Genesis Order for so long. They let him out after enough interrogation with barely any wounds and they were already healed up, waiting patiently till he seemed clean and better looking, he went looking for his wife.
Rebel, who he eyed from afar with his black pants and shirt, was sobbing and crying deeply and it upset him immensely. The blade reflected from the moonlight and made him wonder, usually she was a peace written girl except for when having to feed and his blood often satisfied her, during their sleeps and cuddles together. But here she was crying a river and with a knife, already guessing something wrong had happened and it was his fault. Creeping along her, hearing her plea for him, tears strung his eyes and blood tears fell, has he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up, holding her tight and kissing her cheek softly.
" I'm sorry..I really am, they kidnapped me and I had no means of escape, I only got out a week ago and I didn't want you to see me in that harmed way. I waited till they healed and came right to you, forgive me for not coming sooner and not taking into consideration how much you needed me, but why the knife..the scars. Are you cutting dearest? Don't become like my past..it won't solve it, you rid me of those ways and I forbid you.."
His lips touched her cheek again, brushing against it.
" I missed you babeh, my love.."
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Post by Maxwell on Apr 12, 2007 19:19:14 GMT -5
Rebel felt his touch, she thought she had been imagining it, but here he was. He looked fine, but she knew he would never lie to her, he had been captured. He was alive! Alive! She held him tight and kissed him sweetly, still stunned.
The knife fell out of her pocket and she winced when she saw it, she knew he'd be angry, but she'd thought he was dead. "I'm sorry love, I thought you... I thought you were dead and well... pain was no object anymore, I didn't love, hurt, plead... I was empty. I missed you so much, I couldn't stand to kill myself easily, no, it wasn't enough pain, so I did this. I promise, I won't do it again, I will have no need for it. I love you too Ivan, I have for an eternity it seems and I always will my dear." |
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