Part Fourteen.
"Glen, please." Paige begged, tears streaming down her face. She knelt down next to Jessica's body and took her ex-boyfriend's cold hands into her own. "Please, come with me. Before it's too late." She suddenly felt drained of all energy, and she just wanted to hide under the covers of her bed and sleep for the rest of her life. She was so tired of running away, of crying, of mourning her sisters. She wanted it all over.
Glen shook his head, wrenching his hands from hers. "I don't know how to live without her anymore, Paige." He whispered. "I can't do it - I just can't."
"But." Paige knew exactly how he felt. The feeling of total despair was overwhelming. Having all hope pulled away from their lives, the fantasy they all had of living to grow old and happy with the one they loved - that was a mere dream, and both of them knew now that that would never happen. At the present, all that lay ahead of them were dark, bleak years running from the demon that had destroyed their past and future. Crumpling inside, Paige felt the anguish stab hard at her heart, and she knew that if she let Glen die, she wouldn't be able to survive. She couldn't stand the torment of watching another person she loved get murdered by her own family. "Glen, listen to me. Do you really think that Jessica will want you to die for her? She doesn't want to see you go through what she did. I - I can't let you give your life up."
Glen looked up at her, his large brown eyes full of despair. "I don't want to live for years without her, Paige. I just can't."
She suddenly felt a rush of cold wind, and saw Wyatt standing behind her ex- boyfriend, his hands reaching for Glen's life. Without another word, she grasped hold of his hands and orbed.
Glen yanked away as soon as they got to the safety of Paige's motel room, glaring at her. "What the hell are you doing?" He yelled, his voice hoarse and filled with tears. She stared at him wordlessly, unable to think of anything to say. "Take me back there, Paige. I mean it. I can't leave her!"
"She's gone, Glen. It's only her body there now."
"I don't care! I don't care! Do you hear me? I don't care!" Glen repeated, over and over. "She's my wife, goddamnit! I'm not leaving her! I'll never leave her - she's my everything! Can't you understand that?"
Paige sank down onto the bed and stared at the floor. "Why are you doing this?" She asked, little louder than a whisper. Still fighting back tears, Glen stayed on his feet, staring at her.
"Doing what?"
"Fighting this, Glen. Jessica doesn't want you to die. Don't you think she'll want you to help me get our revenge on Wyatt? Wouldn't you rather get rid of that demon than let him destroy everything?"
Glen sank to his knees. "I want revenge, yes." He said slowly.
"See? We can!"
He shook his head. "But not as much as I want Jessica. Don't you see, Paige? I can't live without her. You can't keep me alive - eventually I'll find a way to be with her. You're the one torturing me, here, keeping me from her. Paige, if this is some ploy - because I chose her over you."
Paige leapt to her feet, her eyes blazing with anger. "What?!" She exclaimed furiously. "You - you think that this is all because of that petty argument we had when you told me about your engagement to Jessica?"
Glen backed away, startled by the reaction he had gotten. "Whoa, calm down, Paige."
"Let me tell you, the reason I took you away from that house, where Wyatt is, is because I wanted you to live. I didn't want you to lose your life. But I see now that that is what you really want. Okay, if you have to be so damn selfish, Glen, that's up to you."
"How am I being selfish?"
"For God's sake! You're being a stubborn prat. You won't listen to me. All you want is for you to be happy. How do you think your family is going to feel? What about me? I never stopped loving you, not for a second." She wiped the tears welling in her eyes. "But you know what? If you really want to throw away years of your life, just to be with someone that you can't guarantee you'll actually be with, that's up to you. I know you're hurting right now. I am too. I know it all happened too suddenly. But we can't change what's happened. Fine, it's your decision now. You can do what you like. Just remember that letting yourself out to death is not going to achieve anything."
She strode over to the door and pulled it open, all the while her mind screaming "No! Don't let him go! Save him!"
Speechless, Glen walked out.
"Glen, please." Paige begged, tears streaming down her face. She knelt down next to Jessica's body and took her ex-boyfriend's cold hands into her own. "Please, come with me. Before it's too late." She suddenly felt drained of all energy, and she just wanted to hide under the covers of her bed and sleep for the rest of her life. She was so tired of running away, of crying, of mourning her sisters. She wanted it all over.
Glen shook his head, wrenching his hands from hers. "I don't know how to live without her anymore, Paige." He whispered. "I can't do it - I just can't."
"But." Paige knew exactly how he felt. The feeling of total despair was overwhelming. Having all hope pulled away from their lives, the fantasy they all had of living to grow old and happy with the one they loved - that was a mere dream, and both of them knew now that that would never happen. At the present, all that lay ahead of them were dark, bleak years running from the demon that had destroyed their past and future. Crumpling inside, Paige felt the anguish stab hard at her heart, and she knew that if she let Glen die, she wouldn't be able to survive. She couldn't stand the torment of watching another person she loved get murdered by her own family. "Glen, listen to me. Do you really think that Jessica will want you to die for her? She doesn't want to see you go through what she did. I - I can't let you give your life up."
Glen looked up at her, his large brown eyes full of despair. "I don't want to live for years without her, Paige. I just can't."
She suddenly felt a rush of cold wind, and saw Wyatt standing behind her ex- boyfriend, his hands reaching for Glen's life. Without another word, she grasped hold of his hands and orbed.
Glen yanked away as soon as they got to the safety of Paige's motel room, glaring at her. "What the hell are you doing?" He yelled, his voice hoarse and filled with tears. She stared at him wordlessly, unable to think of anything to say. "Take me back there, Paige. I mean it. I can't leave her!"
"She's gone, Glen. It's only her body there now."
"I don't care! I don't care! Do you hear me? I don't care!" Glen repeated, over and over. "She's my wife, goddamnit! I'm not leaving her! I'll never leave her - she's my everything! Can't you understand that?"
Paige sank down onto the bed and stared at the floor. "Why are you doing this?" She asked, little louder than a whisper. Still fighting back tears, Glen stayed on his feet, staring at her.
"Doing what?"
"Fighting this, Glen. Jessica doesn't want you to die. Don't you think she'll want you to help me get our revenge on Wyatt? Wouldn't you rather get rid of that demon than let him destroy everything?"
Glen sank to his knees. "I want revenge, yes." He said slowly.
"See? We can!"
He shook his head. "But not as much as I want Jessica. Don't you see, Paige? I can't live without her. You can't keep me alive - eventually I'll find a way to be with her. You're the one torturing me, here, keeping me from her. Paige, if this is some ploy - because I chose her over you."
Paige leapt to her feet, her eyes blazing with anger. "What?!" She exclaimed furiously. "You - you think that this is all because of that petty argument we had when you told me about your engagement to Jessica?"
Glen backed away, startled by the reaction he had gotten. "Whoa, calm down, Paige."
"Let me tell you, the reason I took you away from that house, where Wyatt is, is because I wanted you to live. I didn't want you to lose your life. But I see now that that is what you really want. Okay, if you have to be so damn selfish, Glen, that's up to you."
"How am I being selfish?"
"For God's sake! You're being a stubborn prat. You won't listen to me. All you want is for you to be happy. How do you think your family is going to feel? What about me? I never stopped loving you, not for a second." She wiped the tears welling in her eyes. "But you know what? If you really want to throw away years of your life, just to be with someone that you can't guarantee you'll actually be with, that's up to you. I know you're hurting right now. I am too. I know it all happened too suddenly. But we can't change what's happened. Fine, it's your decision now. You can do what you like. Just remember that letting yourself out to death is not going to achieve anything."
She strode over to the door and pulled it open, all the while her mind screaming "No! Don't let him go! Save him!"
Speechless, Glen walked out.