Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Caylin Maddis grew up in the same small town as Blake, went to the same school, was in the same classes, and cheered for the same hometown team. They even grew up on the same street. They were best friends until Blake finally got up the nerve to ask her out in the 8th grade. They were that perfect apple pie, high school sweethearts. They both graduated top of their class. Caylin deciding to stay and work in her father's law firm for now even though she got a large scholarship to Baylor Uni. She stayed because Blake was leaving. She asked him once, and only once not to join. But she knew his mind had been made up since they were kids. No one was surprised when Blake asked her to marry him about 2 weeks before he left for basic, and no one was surprised when she said yes before he even finished asking. Caylin nervously waited everyday that he was at basic. Knowing that he wouldnt get hurt but nervous he would change. Caylin had a curvy, 5'6'' frame with long red hair that Blake had always loved. She was absolutely terrified as she sat at Blake's parents house the night of his return from basic. But when the door rang she rushed to it. Her hair braided and her makeup perfect. She looked up at him nervously, everything about him seemed hard, even his eyes. But only for a brief moment, and then a smile broke on his face and he picked her up. Kissing her hard, like it had been years since they had seen each other.He put her down and wiped the running makeup from her blue eyes. She could survive the year without him. He called when he could, wrote when he could, and even skyped a few times. The time moved slow but quickly too. She worked hard trying to keep her mind off of what might be happening to him out there. Visiting with her soon to be in-laws all the time. The night of the party was supposed to be happy, everyone around her happy for the return of Blake. She doesnt hear the door, or the man with the news. But she does hear his mother cry out, a sickening sound that she knows immediately. His father holds her as she cries over the loss of her only child. Caylin stands there in a daze. No one knows what to do or what to say. Not that she could hear them anyway. Caylin doesnt cry, not even at the empty casket funeral. He wasnt dead... he couldnt be dead. He had promised he would come back, that they would get married. Days, weeks, months and then finally years passed. She still wore the engagement ring on a chain around her neck. Blake's best friend, Lincoln, had taken it upon himself to take care of her. He was from the marines too, they had left together but had ended up in different places. Recently she had agreed to go on a date or two with him, but she knew he wasnt Blake, he wasnt what she wanted. It was all such shocking news about Nathan Relic. He had always been such a good man, and a good soldier. But everyone knew that Blake's death had drove him to it. Just like everyone knew that Blake's father had started drinking again, and that his mother didnt come to church because she couldnt get out of bed. And that Caylin never truly believed that Blake was dead. They knew that people would be coming to talk to them sooner or later, even though none of them had seen Nathan since about a week after the news had come in. Caylin sat there that day in a soft yellow dress, her hair curling down her back. She had only went because Blake's father didnt want to go alone. So she had caught a ride with Lincoln that morning, sitting in the front pews listening to the sermon about the resurrection of Christ when the doors burst open. Everyone gasps and then murmurs, staring at the men walking into church with weapons, all in black, all with the government. Before the preacher can say a word, Blake' father is on his feet rushing toward the man in front. Caylin sees it too. It's Blake. Her heart beats faster than she ever thought it would as she sits there. Getting up and rushing over as Blake attacks his own father. Blake, stop it! she cries out and then gasps as he draws his gun, pointing it straight at her. Who are you people? The question breaks her heart as Lincoln jumps up and moves between her and Blake. She cries as she pushes Lincoln aside, wanting to see the love for her in Blake's eyes. Just like he used to have, but they are just cold and blank. Tears running down her face. Blake, its me. Caylin... your fiance.