"Exactly." Victoria's deep brown eyes lit up at finding someone who understood. "How is the fault of the sinner," how she hated that term, the idea that there was something less than holy about what she felt, "that they should be placed in line with someone that begs to be loved? Really, how can God expect us to do anything else? He created them! He shoved them in our paths! If we lavish love that's supposed to go to him on them, then is it our fault? Or the fault of the one who put us there?"
The idea that she was going to be judged, sentenced, and tossed aside because of circumstances, because of something beyond her control, was sickening. And all too familiar. She'd just driven the get away car, for God's sake. Just done what she had to in impossible situations. She'd survived.
And then Ben had been there. Victoria hadn't asked for him. Hadn't been looking for him. He'd just appeared, in the middle of the white, of the cold, in the middle of hell he had strode in and saved her.
What else was she supposed to do but love him?
"He is heaven," she said with a quiet, resigned sigh. Her lips turned up softly and Victoria shrugged. "And he is hell. And he is everything in between. And I'm helpless. We're all...helpless."
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Date: 2008-01-20 06:39 am (UTC)The idea that she was going to be judged, sentenced, and tossed aside because of circumstances, because of something beyond her control, was sickening. And all too familiar. She'd just driven the get away car, for God's sake. Just done what she had to in impossible situations. She'd survived.
And then Ben had been there. Victoria hadn't asked for him. Hadn't been looking for him. He'd just appeared, in the middle of the white, of the cold, in the middle of hell he had strode in and saved her.
What else was she supposed to do but love him?
"He is heaven," she said with a quiet, resigned sigh. Her lips turned up softly and Victoria shrugged. "And he is hell. And he is everything in between. And I'm helpless. We're all...helpless."