He sat in a dark room, hidden away from the rest of the world. He was waiting, & waiting was not his strong suit. He was quiet, sitting still in the hard, uncomfortable chair. He smiled to himself, thinking how stupid it was. He knew he had to get out of the room, the room he caged himself in. He looked around, shaking his head to see the real picture, watching mental mind frames of video, strips of time playing out in his mind, & all he could see was those lilac eyes. He forced himself to watch it all, to understand all that was happening, he realized there was nothing he could have done. James was not salvageable, remembering all the times James had cried over things unheard of, silly & mindless things no one could have thought of. James' heart was shattered on the floor, next to his mind, both broken into shards of waste & worthless nothingness. James was just a matter, just a matter of mind set. Emmet was only focusing on the sanity, not paying attention to the insane gestures hidden beneath the smiles & lies. Every time he thought over the times, he would skip the parts he was facing now, looking out into the seemingly endless abyss of blackening water, the water high & moving quickly, shifting tides made the sand bar seem tiny, only 1/8 of the sand was exposed while the rest was covered. He whispered to the water all of his secrets, hearing his proclamations & distorted memories of future tense musings. He sat there, deep in thought, the words he wrote in the sand playing out before him like breaking hearts on silver platters in plays. His mind drifted, thinking of the wolves & pixies, the pigs all fighting to be free, the lambs sitting in a hidden place, pretending not to see the lies.
"Emmet..." called a voice as choppy as the water before him
"What...? Is someone out there? Hello?"
"Emmet..." called the voice again
"Who's there?"
"Emmet..."
"What's going on?!"
"Emmet...don't you remember me?"
"Remember what? Who are you?"
"Emmet...I love you..."
"What the hell? Who are you?"
"Emmet, Oh Emmet, where hath thou love gone? For tears shed from thou's eyes are great in numbers. Emmet, Oh Emmet, where hath thou love gone?"
"What's going on?" cried Emmet, the words shaking & dimming in & out.
"Emmet, Oh Emmet! Where hath thou love gone? Have ye forgotten this nightmare, where hath thou love gone? Emmet, Oh Emmet, can you hear thee calling from the stars? The skies, I twinkle just for thee. Emmet, Oh Emmet! Where hath thee been? Where art thou's love? What do ye leave thou with? Emmet, Oh Emmet! Cannot you hear my cries? Emmet, Oh Emmet! Where art though love? Emmet, Oh Emmet, have ye forgotten your begotten one? Emmet, Oh Emmet! Save thee from thou hearts. Emmet! Please Emmet! Save me from thou's heart!"
"James?" whispered Emmet in a low, heart breaking tremor.
"Emmet, yes Emmet, save me from thou's disgust. Remorse from the begotten's soul, thou wanders through the years. Thee hath no love. Emmet, Oh Emmet! Where art thou's love?"
"Please leave me here, I need to be alone. Send your heart break else where, Baby, because tonight I need to sleep without thou's heart breaking soul."
"Emmet, please Emmet, forgive thou for such deeds. Not meaning to hurt thou, just disgusted with thee. Forgive thee please, Emmet, I need your loving heart. Save thee from this savage beast, feasting on thou's unknown parts. Emmet, please Emmet, show me your gorgeous eyes, thou needs to see the sparkle they hold, the magic inside. Emmet, please Emmet! Save thou from this fear. Emmet, please Emmet, save thou from thou's heart."
James called from the waters, his eyes emerging from the water & skies, he faced his lover, reaching out to touch his fragile heart. Emmet sat in thought of all things said, he heard the cries & needed to determine what James needed from his unbroken eyes.
...
Sitting in the silence, there was nothing left to say. There was nothing left to do. Jocelynn was dying. She was doing so much better, but yet slipping away. She was asking for Elliott, she claimed she loved him & begged feverishly to see her love.
"Jocie? Jocie, it's Elliott, can I come in?"
"Yes." she said in her strongest voice of the day.
"Jocie, they said you were slipping away. Are you okay?" he asked with tears blurring his vision, his face collapsing with fear for the girl he searched all his life for, he cared for no one & nothing but her.
"Of course I am Elliott, with you I'm always going to be okay." she smiled, he grabbed her hand squeezing it tightly, then wrapping his arms around her. Something in the way he hugged her made her feel so much better. And it made her thirsty, ever so thirsty.
...
Esme sat with her eyes forward, her heart beating quickly. She was searching for Jocelynn's illness. She needed to know what was wrong with the girl, but her mind was else where, thinking over her son's disappearance. She had a feeling he was hurting. She could feel the tear drops & blood mixed with rage. She could hear the silence breaking as he screamed. She could feel him all around her, thickening the forged air with an unannounced presence. The air smelled stale & musty, thickened with perfume & soaps. She began to sing another song of desperation & denial. She realized she was in a sea of sameness, her glossy black hair mixing with the rest. Only a select few stood out in her world. Emmet, who's brown/blond hair matched no one's, Jocelynn's darker than midnight hair was shocking in any light, and Elliott, who's hair was dark as midnight, but who's eyes where a fiery red, burning with something unseen, hidden even to Esme's third eye, it was like she was blind to the boy. There was a new light to be shed upon this world soon, she could feel it. Nothing earth shattering, but still something that would only make them stronger. Esme could feel an uprising afoot, & she was ready for anything that forced upon her.
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