Glass Heart Boy

Burn the Pages

Burn the Pages

It was another rough night for Cambrine. I stirred from my sleep hearing his soft whimpers in the room across the living area. I threw on a pair of "sweatpants" as humans called them, and walked over to his room. He had kicked the blankets onto the floors, he tossed and turned in his sleep. His nightmares had grown increasingly worse over the past few weeks.

"Hey Cam," I corrected myself, "Rain? Rain!" I shook at his shoulder gently. As I figured, he swung a hard hit in my direction. My eyes glowed a pink that cut through the darkness. I grabbed his hands, holding onto them tightly in mine. "It's me," I had to calm myself, it was a natural reaction for my body to want to attack back.

"Amoura...I'm sorry..." I could not blame the angel. He was simply learning to live with what he had been through.

"Are you okay?" I whispered to him, keeping my tone calm so he could learn to at least confide in me.

"I-I keep having this...dream," I turned on the light, he held an expression of pain on his face. I sat more comfortably next to him. It has been a long time since an angel and a demon could be in a room peacefully together.

"You could talk about it if you'd like. I want to help, you just have to tell me how Rain," I rested my hand softly on his shoulder.

"My mother has to be so worried about me. I have no idea where I could even begin with a story to her," His words drifted off for a second, "I will never be able to see her face again...that hurts me so much. These dreams...scare me. Damn it they scare me. I am so damn tired of having to...see them...ironic right?" He curled up into his knees. His hair was just long enough to drape over his face, hiding him from view. I pushed the messy strands of blue hair out of my face, rubbing at his back with my hand.

"Sometimes we just have to turn our past into a book and burn the pages. You're gonna be okay now. I promise that. I promise I will get you back home to your mother. Don't worry, I'm right here by your side. Just breathe," He looked over to me, sometimes you just couldn't tell Rain was blind.

"When I look better, can we go to see her?" He still held many of the wounds they inflicted on him. His face was healing nicely, but he had yet to gain the ability to heal quickly as our kind should.

"Of course! That will be in no time, then I can help you go back to her!" A smile crossed his face.

"How do I burn these pages as you say?" His angelic accent was adorable to me, though it clung heavily to his words.

"When I have to go through some...bad things, I just take and...well it's hard to explain," Vincent was a horrible man. Those moments I have to endure him have just become little life things. "Eventually the worst stuff you have ever gone through will just become a chapter. You will read through it for a while, and it'll well up emotions that destroy you. However, one day when you read it, it'll just be like a thing. Soon, you will have grown from it and it won't be anything anymore. You can just forgive and forget. Let tomorrow be what you strive for and today be something you enjoy!"

"I just have not gone through my life lesson yet. I met you, so I must be at a start. Whoever would have thought of a demon rescuing an angel these days?" I collected the blankets from the floor and made the bed a little, "Could you stay with me tonight?" It had been such a long time since I had shared a bed with another person.

"Yes, I can," I turned off the lights and curled up in the blankets next to him. He was warm. After about ten minutes, he was snoring peacefully. He would go through many more of these nights, but things can be okay if he has a friend. My eyes grew heavy, and eventually, I dozed off to sleep too.