To anyone else, Xavier's use of the word angel would have sounded like nothing more than a lovesick teenager professing his admiration. Only the two of us knew differently and now we both shared a secret- that brought us closer than ever. It was as if we had just sealed the bond between us, closed the gap, and made it final.

The righteous ones are always exhausting to have around.

Some things are beyond human understanding.

Life's a game-and I happen to know how to play.

Love has to be reciprocated for it to be real.

But I was wrong. I should have known it wasn't owver, couldn't be over quite easily. No sooner was Xavier out of sight than a little cylinder of paper fell from the top of my locker. As I unrolled it, I knew I'd see black calligraphy crawling across it like a spider. Dread settled around me like a fog as the words burned into my brain: The Lake of Fire awaits my lady

That is when you need faith the most. Not when everything is going your way, not when you have much to be thankful for, but when there is darkness all around.