Chrodelispy *unlikely to continue*

Part Two - Seth

I saw Chrodelipsy face me with anger, and I expected the worst. But she softened her expression to a generous smile. "It's not your fault, Seth. It's not. I'm sorry I got so mad. It's just, I've been on a dangerously emotional journey my whole life and I thought you'd leave and or betray me like them," she started, her voice finding me peace in the ongoing destruction of whatever was happening, "But you aren't like them. You love me. Truly love me. You aren't using me."

I sighed. I was happy but definitely had some sadness inside me. Not sure where, I just know I have it.

Chrodelipsy put it inside me, just as I had her. I gave her sadness that she pushed away for so many years. I brought it back.

"I...I'm trying not to use you. But I'm not sure what it means to 'use' someone," I said, "I do truly love you, and that's kinda obvious, but I'm not sure..."

I trailed, off, observing the distance. I stared off, thinking of those men in the other rooms. Then I hit another lightbulb.

"Those men. In the other rooms. Are they your users? Or whatever you call them?"

Chrodelipsy looked at me, surprised. Then she softly smiled. "Um, yeah. They're...they're...um," she didn't finish. But, she didn't need to. I knew what she meant.

Just then, the house we were standing in split in half, me jumping to the half Chrodelipsy stood on.

"Ah!! Watch out!" Chrodelipsy shouted as she shoved me aside. Tumbling to the uneven, crumbled ground, I saw Chrodelipsy fall into the floor. Crying her name, I crawled over to the hole, but it wasn't really a whole: it was a portal! To my world! I saw my desk and the bookshelf, all piled with books.

Should I go back? Or will she come here again?

I though for a second. Wait...WHAT AM I THINKING!? Why is it even an option!? Of COURSE I'm going after her!

I soon realized my decision. I dove into the hole, leaving behind the destruction and dark abyss surrounding it.

I closed my eyes, and I felt something hard underneath me. I opened my eyes, finding out I was still in the portal, being held up by Chrodelipsy.

"Hey, I'm trying to help you!" I said. She shook her head.

"If you fall through that portal you'll do the opposite of help me!" She squeezed her eyes shut, struggling to hold me up.

I had an idea that would surely help us. And an idea that doesn't involve a questionnaire.

"Nahena! Nah-na! Nah-na!" I shouted and repeated. Chrodelipsy looked at me.

A black haired, green eyed girl ran around the corner, appearing to our eyes. She took one look at the portal and nodded. She pivoted off the bookshelf, jumping to the desk and bouncing off that, and finally slamming into me, the force sending me back into the other world. All with superhuman speed and strength.

I opened my eyes once more, taking in all that has happened. It's truly uncanny, how I found a way to another time and another dimension.

It MUST be shared! I thought, then went back to it, Wait...no! I cannot tell anyone about it, or else I could put her in terrible danger! NO!

I tried to get the thought out of my mind, to abandon any ideas of telling people what has happened.

Then it came back.

The tugging. The pulling.

The ripping.

It screamed at me. I clutched my chest, and screamed as my heart was.

"WHERE ARE YOU!?" I yelled out, but only silence answering. Silence. Cold. Lonely.

My sickness. It was no sickness. It was...loneliness. Being at the brink of time and space. Of Death. Through tears, I could not see the choice I might make.

Loneliness brought me love. Tears brought me joy.

Through it all, Chrodelispy, my spark, was trapped inside my world, I was in hers, with only time ripping us apart, piece by piece.

Cell by cell.

What could make up human kind. Cells. Our cells, being ripped and torn, given to those who may be here, but never seen.

Time travel is possible. It is, in our own way, through space, time, we find things no one wanted found. Things, things that could change how we see the world.

And here, now, I need to change how I see the world fit. I need to find another way.

How? Can I ever find hope? Darkness brings loss, death, loneliness.

Loneliness, I have. Loss, I'm going through.

And now death, in the near future.

When? Where? Is it possible that I might perish through worlds that aren't even my own? Through holes no one might notice?

Would no one know I was gone?

I need light to survive. And she lives off time. Light. Time. Light.

We need them. Again, Where? Where is time? Where is light?

Time is everywhere. It is nowhere. As am I.

Time, it provides us to surround our lives with it. As Chrodelispy does to me.

Time does things, it controls our being. It tells us what to do. When to do it. Just as...me.

I am Chrodelipsy's time. I support her. But I have been focusing on myself. She is held on only by the brink of time and space. I only felt her, never acknowledged her. Until now. And she is trapped in what was my home, and now is my death trap.

I need her, I need her to take my loneliness and tuck it away, as a bird does to her baby on cold nights.

She keeps it close, sheltering it. Loving it. Helping it, and it grows stronger and happier.

Until the bird flies. And the loneliness leaves, but always comes back.

Chrodelipsy is my light. My hope. What I revolve my world on. I never had light, in that dark room, piled with books.

But when I laid eyes on her, the gleam in her eye, the tears in mine, I felt the darkness melt, like ice. Hard, solid ice, melting to a soft puddle.

And when she left, trapped in my home, ice built again. Freezing, rough ice. Ice that cannot be broken without a bright sun.

Bright sun. The light I never saw in that dark room.

In this dark abyss.

I must rescue her.

I tied a rope around my waist, tied it to a pole. I jumped in, gathering all my feelings into one place. Loneliness, love, sadness, relief, anger, disgrace.

Headfirst, my arms grabbed Chrodelipsy by the hands.

"What? Seth!?" she exclaimed, obviously surprised to see me, after my talk with myself about life.

"I'm bringing you back to OUR world! Now, just hang on!" I screamed. Nothing entered my ears. No sound. No words escaped my mouth. No vision in my eyes.

No feeling in my body. No love in my heart. No pounding.

Death. It would come soon. And now, at the worst part, it arrived. Why, why when I was saving someone I love? Why!?

I heard my thoughts leaving my head. Echoing louder, longer, from far away.

Until there was nothing.