Rae Had Been Distracted. Too Many People, Too Much Nearness And It Eventually Made Her Lose Track Of

Rae had been distracted. Too many people, too much nearness and it eventually made her lose track of Ciara while she found a quiet spot to sink into. It was only for a night.

One night too many.

When she found the woman again, it was with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Despite the rest, despite her happiness at seeing Ciara, it was all clouded. Like the miasma of red and black that surrounded her.

Rae rushed at it, trying to push it away as she did before, but she just heard a chuckle all around her.

Silly girl, said the sibilant voice whispered, did you think I would let you have her? She is mine.

"No!" Rae shouted, though the sound would be nothing but wind in the real world. "Let her go! She's not yours. She doesn't want you. You're...you're hurting her!"

The ghost slammed herself against the miasma, watching Ciara move from man to man with abandon. Rae cried, moaned, wailed, and none of it seemed to help. Nothing got through.

When the miasma finally started to clear, when the awful thing was sated, Rae was there.

"Ciara, Ciara please look at me," she begged, making herself as solid as possible, leaning over the woman with beautiful aqua eyes. "Don't let him do that to you. Ciara...I need you. You're not alone. I'm here for you. Always."

She wrapped her arms around the woman and hovered close. The next time she saw the red and black cloud, Rae vowed nothing would stop her from destroying it. Nothing.

Ciara was hers.

“I’m done with this. You’re boring and a waste of my time.”

It ran through her head, over and over again as she fingered the scorch mark on her discarded leggings. Ciara spat again, trying to get rid of that peculiar taste in her mouth, and dropped her forehead onto her left knee. Again, she saw Serenity’s smile as the echo of a pistol being cocked rang overly loud in her ears.

 Again, she heard those words.

 Again… She heard the gunfire.

  I told you, sweetness… There’s only you and I.

Her jaw tensed, and without intending to, the thief broke into a bitter laugh.

  That’s it, my love. I will never leave you. I will never discard you. Your choices cannot hurt me, and I… Well… 

It was almost tangible, that echo of sensation, as if a warm hand stroked her cheek. 

  I will not let you be hurt anymore.

Ciara seemed to have a...fondness for getting herself into trouble. Rae noticed this, saw how the woman flung herself into danger, sometimes to save another, sometimes not. If she'd had a body and a heart within, she'd have said it made her heart pound.

The woman's bravery was without question. But sometimes Rae wondered if her methods weren't...too much. Too brazen. Without care for her own safety.

Far too often, Rae would be the only one sitting beside her as Ciara stitched yet another cut, wrapped yet another busted joint. "Ciara, you cannot keep hurting yourself so," she admonished, knowing her words wouldn't reach the woman, but wanting to say them anyway. "You must save a part of you for you."

With a steady hand, Rae touched Ciara just over her heart, pressed her hand there. As always, it was a rewarding jolt, a burst of energy and strength. A connection she'd never had with anyone else. "You are still important," she whispered, willing the words to be heard. Then she released the other woman.

Her eyes searched the lovely face, kept so blank most of the time except when she was alone. And then...always so sad. Rae drifted close, hovered as only a spectre could. She ran her hands over Ciara's hair comfortingly, pushing the locks away from her face. Touching her was always exhausting, but worth it.

After she did, Rae nearly felt...human. Like perhaps she could care about Ciara as more than just a connection to the world, a curiosity. An oddity that she had to share with no one else.

But then, where would she go anyway?

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