1001 Love Stories Darker

Angel(70)

"I'm sorry but, you can't be serious, not only am I way older than you but I'm happily married. Please try and forget about your stupid little crush."

Those were the last things good the guy I loved for two years said to me, after I gained all the courage and confessed to him.

It's been two months and I'm pretty sure I'm dying from a broken heart.

Or hunger because I spent two years only eating food from his restraint and now even walking around that part of town is impossible.

I'm gonna starve to death.

I think walking over to the fridge and grabbing the only thing that was in there, along with a spoon.

I sit down at on the couch and begin to dig into my jar of mayo before there was a knock on my door.

I answer the door mayo jar in hand and spoon in mouth about to scar whatever Jehovah witness decided to stop by at nine at night only to be met with a cute boy with raven hair and big blue eyes.

He smiles warmly before looking at the jar of mayo and his smile falls.

"Are you eating Mayo?" He asks annoying me slightly like I had a choice.

"Yeah, you got a problem with it!" I nearly shout and he jumps.

"Uh, I was wondering if you had any sugar?" He said and I roll my eyes.

"If I did I would be using it as a garnish for my mayo don't you think?" I say bitterly and he nods before leaving and I return to the couch and my mayo.

A few minutes later there was another knock on the door and I groan before getting up again only to open the door and see the same black-haired boy only now he came holding a plate it containing what I could only distinguish as stuffed shells, salad, garlic bread, and steak. I instantly drop my spoon it hitting the floor with a clatter and he smiles.

"I'm not sure if you prefer to eat mayo, but if you don't have anything else, I don't mind sharing," he said his soft voice warming my soul.

I take the plate before whipping my tears with my free hand before turning back to him.

"I don't have money or anything viable to give you, but if you want my heart is yours for the taking," I say and he smiles a bit more.

"Don't worry, just please stop eating mayo, you're gonna get sick." He says and with that, he leaves and I set the plate down before heading to the bathroom.

One very unpleasant and forced vomit later I was ready to attack my meal because there was no way in hell I was gonna let mayo take up valuable stomach space when I had this.

*

The next morning I sat in class finally feeling like life was worth living again.

"you're in a good mood." Kevin, my best friend said and I turn to him smiling.

"We'll if you must know what happened. I was at the end of my rope, starving to death and eating Mayo from a jar when an angel appeared. Like the one who came to mary and told her of Jesus my very own angel appeared in my room and bestowed upon me the best food I had ever eaten." I say and he rolls his eyes.

"Are you sure it wasn't a mayo-induced fever dream?" He says and I roll my eyes.

"No idiot. It was an a-" Suddenly he stops in front of our table and I smile.

"See its him my angel!" I scream and Angel only starts to blush slightly.

"I wasn't sure if you had lunch, so I brought you some, It's just the stake from last night that I made into fuhetas with, fruit and waffles from my breakfast." He says and I only start to tear up.