Catty sat in her room, her beautiful tired eyes staring out a window. She had just gotten the call from John Carver and was lost in grief and despair. Mr. Carver had called to tell the students hat Eva Longpre had been found in her room killed by her own hand.
"And why not?" Catty asked herself "Everything's getting worse and there's nothing we can do but wait for the blows" The moon was dark tonight, though lately even the soft glow of moonlight had not made her feel any better at all.
She had known Eva needed help-knew she had needed saving- and she, Catty, hadn't saved her. She knew Eva's death was her fault she might as well have pulled the trigger herself.
Maybe she should join Eva…its not like she was doing much good here anyway.
She got up and moved, trancelike, to her French doors and opening them stepped out onto her balcony. The cool night air brushed her body as she climbed on her rails. Balancing on the balustrade and looked down at the marble patio. If she fell just right she would snap her neck and die instantly. She had felt the pain as the bullet tore through Eva's body. She would not have the courage to do that even if she had a gun. She drew a deep breath and jumped.
NOOOOOOOOOO! Screamed a feminine voice Do not be so selfish-What about those who love you? Suddenly Catty felt love fill her and she felt the depth of her parents' love all through her being, what have I done thought Catty in horror I can't stop it she thought panicked.
Let yourself relax and feel love and warmth flow through you like light the voice was commanding and authoritative, and for some reason Catty automatically did as the voice ordered and as the stone rushed to meet her she felt light and heat flow through her and almost become her and then...nothing. She felt like she was floating. Was it over that quickly?
No you are using your gift, why not look around and see for yourself.
Catty saw that she was in the air and floating up from the ground and she was surprised and she tensed and the light feeling fled and she was falling again.
Damnit that's it I'm going to cease control and put you safely to sleep!
With that she felt herself become the light again and float into her room and into her bed as sleep claimed her.
In LA a girl with honey colored hair lay unconscious on the beach
In another real sealed apart, lay a young girl crumpled on the ground while blood pooled around her dark head like a crimson halo.
As always thanks for the R&R, please continue…comments, advice, all are welcome…oh and I know its really dark but the story is going to be dark-and get darker-and yes the girls are 12 & 13 and having to deal earlier-but so is the rest of their generation…oh and they (the 3 goddesses) ARE immortal but if they take their own lives then they don't recover
