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I could hear her questions, but delving into another lively debate on the whys and why nots of religion didn't sound like the best way to spend my time here. So instead, I closed my eyes, folded my hands, and leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees to pray. Would He even bother to listen? God, I thought. I know I've messed up, perhaps more than even Your grace allows. But please, tell me. What do I do? Where do I go from here? Can my life even /get/ better? And Ivory. Why did she have to go through so much pain that she didn't deserve? She may not be perfect, but she tries so hard, and yet is still convinced that she's insane, not to mention unworthy of her own or anyone else's worry. Please, tell me what to do. How I can help. And if You may, touch her Yourself, and heal her. ....in the name of our Father, Amen.
He didn't move from this position for at least five minutes as another flashback struck him. There was another church, smaller, dark, empty, and one French door swung open. "In here," came a voice. Seth. "I told you I knew a place where we'd get plenty of privacy. Dad trusts me with the key." "Holy ground, hm~?" A girl entered after him. Beautiful, green eyes, resembling Anndrea in face and stature for all intents and purposes. "Is this /really/ private enough, though? Anyone could notice and walk in." "...here. I've got a better spot, then." He took her hand and pulled her into the confessional booth. She giggled and tugged the curtain closed behind them.
One or two hours later, the couple emerged, clothes redonned sloppily. "Oooh, who knew the angel could be so /bad/." "And who knew the devil could do it so good." He kissed her neck, she giggled again and shoved him away playfully.
A second or two before he consciously woke up, Seculus's wings folded into his back. The people who'd been watching him hoping for a miracle gasped, and one began fervently praying again. Then, when his eyes opened, his face was as red as it could get, he was shaking, and his knuckles had turned white.
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Anndrea's eyes widened. Did he...? She reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Did you see something?" She asked quietly.
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He couldn't even manage to speak properly. He was in disbelief, and shock, and an all-around embarrassed mental malfunction. "He--they--oh my--can't--that guy was--" That guy from the fight was right. And to think he'd given Seth the benefit of the doubt.
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Anndrea furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "He what?" She asked.
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He continued to sputter for a few seconds more before finally spitting out "He....had sex in a confessional booth?!"
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"He..../what!/" She sputtered out. Even to her....that absolutely vile, and repulsive.
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I know. I know I am. I know he is. "I....I don't really want to say it again." I swallowed hard and moved my hands to my arms, rubbing them.
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"Do you...need to step out?" She asked.
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"..........yes, I think so." I hate Seth. He's even managed to ruin church for me. I don't know how long I can stay here without running the risk of witnessing some other foul way he managed to defile the sacred place of God. I got up and moved outside as fast as I could without actively running. Upon reaching the shadows beside the door, I noticed my own and my heart skipped a beat. "Where are my --" Then I promptly had a panic attack.
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In school for another long day, and Tassek walked into class, sat down, and had just started copying down the strangely early assignment on the board when the professor cleared her throat and shouted "I'M TAKING A NAP. DO WHAT YOU WANT, JUST DO IT QUIETLY AND DO THE HOMEWORK AT SOME POINT." Then she dropped her copy of the textbook, pulled a blanket out of seemingly nowhere, and leaned her chair back.
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Rayne shifted in her seat. This dress was so itchy! Fuck you Raven! Of course, Rayne was going to do the homework at the last minute, and pulled out her phone, browsing away on amazon. Could she threaten Raven with garlic? That might work. Or make him read creepy pastas at three in the morning.
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He rolled his eyes, looked up from his textbook, and around for Rayne. May as well talk tooOOOH MY GOD IT BURNS LIKE FIRE.
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She felt someone staring at her, and looked up. Tassek was staring at her. What was...oh right. She sighed. "Don't ask. I lost a bet." She spoke to him.
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He put his hand over his mouth, but his guffawing slipped through a bit anyway. His shoulders shook and he lowered his head to the desk in case he passed out.
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She looked to the ceiling. "I thought Raven would be wrong, okay? How the hell was I supposed to know Seculus wasn't gay."
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This just made him laugh harder. Way harder. He dozed off for about ten seconds before he sat up again. "Nope, just a wimp!"
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Oh God, did he pass out again? Nope? Good. "Well Raven likes him, so wimp or not I like him too."
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"Of course /he/ does, they have a history. Whatever, your funeral."
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"How is it /my/ funeral. I doubt Raven is the jealous type."
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"I didn't say Raven was going to be the death of you."
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"Then who?"
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"How is my point not clear. He's gonna try to kiss you, doof! That or make you join his pity party."
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She frowned. "Isn't he in a relationship, though? And what pity party? He seems rather cheerful to me."
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Now he just stared at her. "/Cheerful/? Do you believe in Palpatine our Lord and Savior, too?"
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"Whhhhaaatt? He seemed happy."
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