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Gabriella DiStefano

Her love was doomed from the start.

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a character in “The Massiverse”, as played by FizzGig

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They say that when the power of love overcomes the love of power, then the world will find peace.

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Love can be found in many places. It comes from many sources. From family, friends, significant others…hobbies and talents can encourage love, and with love, comes appreciation for those things that are precious to us.

When I saw him…at first…I didn’t know what he would eventually mean to me.

Loving him…it saved me.

Loving him was the end of me.

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In spite of the drugs. In spite of how stubborn I was. In spite of the fact that I was undeniably, fallibly human…he was there for me. He loved me in life.

And continues to love me in death.

So begins...

Gabriella DiStefano's Story

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She woke up screaming.

In a violent moment during the nightmare she was envisioning, the girl was startled to wakefulness, clinging to her pillow with the sheets tangled tightly about her ankles. Gasping for breath, she shoved herself to a knelt position, her hair hanging in loose, damp tendrils around her face.

"Oh god," she gasped, pressing her hands to her face before collapsing to one hip. "I, oh..." Her gasps turned to dry sobs, eyes squeezed shut as she simply allowed herself to roll back onto her side on the mattress, burying her cheek against the pillow as she drew her knees tighter to her chest.

Her abdomen hurt, a sharp, aching pain that never really went away with time. She moved one hand to guard the faux injury out of habit, staring through her fingers towards the window, and the dull glow of the streetlamps outside.

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"I'm fine," she forced, her voice distorted by the palm that smeared against her mouth. Her heart pounded in her chest as the adrenaline continued to drive her body into a state of panic, those images flashing in front of her eyes like she was being forced to watch the dream in its sequence over and over again.

"I can't get it out of my head, Memphis," she gasped. "I don't even know what I'm supposed to be frightened of! I can't even remember it!"

She was so terrified of the darkness of her own mind, the emptiness, the fact that the only familiar thing was the man standing at the foot of the bed, a man who wasn't even a man, but something more than that. With trembling fingers, she pulled her hands away, shifting to look at him with wide eyes.

God she wished she could remember.

"I, I'm sorry," she half-whispered.

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When she felt his hands on the top of her head, she reached for him, sitting up and finding her way to his chest, the broad warmth immediately beginning to soothe the troubling in her spirit. Resting her cheek against his chest, she took deep breaths, holding tightly to him as though she were terrified he was going to just disappear.

"I, it's just...it's black, everywhere. I feel like I'm running in place, and I know there's something behind me, chasing me, but I can't see it or hear it or anything. But I hear other people screaming. I can feel something clawing at my ankles, and..." she hesitated, her voice growing thick.

"And there's so much pain, and there isn't any hope that I'll find what I'm looking for, and I just..." She took a shuddering breath, her tears staining his shirt as she held on to him. This felt better. She was safe here.

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Death.

She had evaded it. This concept, above all others, sent her mind on a crash-course of questions that needed answering, where none was forthcoming. She had physically died, her spirit having left her body, and when she came back to life, she'd lost all memories of the life before. She had no inkling of familiarity with anyone she met, only the slight tug on her heart every time she looked into Memphis' eyes.

It was something her body, her mind responded to. No one could comfort her like he could, and in spite of the fact that it drove her mad with questions of 'why', she would take it. Something was better than nothing, and at this point, Gabriella had a whole lot of nothing to look forward to.

Her breathing slowed, grip loosening as her panic ebbed. She didn't move away from him though. She couldn't bare the thought. "Don't go." she told him, even though exhaustion pulled at her, she forced herself to stay awake. "Don't leave me."

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His words struck her like a slap to the face, reassurance radiating through her even as he steadily pushed her back. She nearly scrambled for him, her arms going rigid momentarily as she wondered whether or not he was going to just leave her there, but then he was lying at her side, pulling her against him, and it was all okay.

It was all going to be okay.

She melded to his chest, eyes closed as she relaxed against him, taking deep breaths and sighing each time through her nose. Calm. She felt calm, and she knew that while he was here there would be no nightmares.

"Memphis," she asked, her voice a quiet shift in the calm that had settled in the room, like a ripple on the surface of a glassy lake. "I, God still loves me, right?"