Angel With No Wings

Part 7

The two spent the rest of the day sneaking around and avoiding the chaos. They snuck into the kitchen and stole some of the raspberries that were going to top the creme brulee. Sometimes, Genji would begin to hurt or bleed, but Angela stole some pain meds and bandages from dr. O'Deorain's office. She would sit him down and replace the bandages.

"Are you sure you want to keep going?" Angela would ask.

"Being with you is all of the medicine I need," Genji would reply.

They snuck into the library and went behind a bookshelf. Angela would pick a random book and read out the first sentence of whatever page she turned to.

"Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow." Angela read out dramatically.

"Ugh, I've always found Romeo And Juliet so Cheesy" Genji commented

"Then why did you ask for more?" Angela snarked.

As the sun began to fall, and Angela was called to dinner, she told her family she would eat in the study tonight. Her father didn't approve, but her mother let her go. She took more food than usual, however, which made them question their decision.

Angela snuck Genji, and the food, down to the servant's quarters, and they sat down at the table down there to eat instead. They told each other about their dreams, and aspirations. They made jokes, and laughter filled the air. Angela hadn't felt as happy as this in as long as she could remember. Genji could tell this was the first time she has genuinely laughed in a long time, so he did his best to make it count. The laughter alerted Mr. Morrison, and he went to investigate.

As Angela took a bite of her bread roll, she heard the keys jiggle in the door, and she grabbed Genji's arms. He winced in pain but went with it. She took them to the pantry, and they leaned up against the wall next to the door. Mr. Morrison walked in.

"Hello? Is anyone in here?" Angela held her breath. She looked up at genji, who was smirking down at her. She mouthed to him,

"What?"

"Well, isn't this romantic," he whispered to her. She stuffed the bread roll in his mouth and put her finger to her lips, trying not to smile back. He took the bread roll out of his mouth and smiled at her. She looked into his eyes, trying to read his thoughts, but for all she tried, she couldn't do it. To him, she was an empty book, but she didn't understand anything about him or his path. When she realized how long she had been staring, she looked down at her feet and turned red .He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear softly, and drew his fingers down her cheek. He took her chin and raised it up so her eyes would meet his again.

"I never want to look away from your beautiful eyes."

Angela softly touched his arm, his hand still holding her head up to meet his. He began to lean in. Angela's heart began to race. Genji wasn't sure what he was doing, but it felt involuntary, as if a force guided him closer to her. They were so close together, they could feel each other's breath. A feeling started to build in Angela's stomach, it was building up as they were mere centimeters from each other. Just then, they heard another voice.

"Jack, what are you doing in here?" They jumped away from each other as they tried to catch their breath.

"Oh, Ana, you scared me. I thought I heard someone in here."

"It was probably that new Hana girl. She's been so busy looking for Angela, she skipped out on her luncheon. She probably got hungry and came down to find something to eat."

"Ah, that makes sense. Thank you Ms. Amari, and good night." They stood there awkwardly, waiting to hear the footsteps disappear. Once they heard nothing but the ticking clock., they snuck out of the pantry and used the servant's entrance to go outside of the building.

The pair walked across the land of the large estate, their arms locked together.
"That up there is the balcony to my room. When I was young I liked to walk on the other side of the railing. My mother would always get so angry at me, and have the maid pull me back over." Genji chuckled at the thought. The night was getting cold, so he took off his jacket and put it around her

"You must have been a cute kid," he commented.

Angela looked up at him, "Why so?"

"Because works of art have to start somewhere." Angela giggled as she turned red. She looked into Genji's eyes. He saw the sparkle in her eyes he saw the day of his... accident. He looked away from her and at his mechanical arm. How different. How unnatural. How ugly. He felt his eyes begin to tear up, and so did Angela. Her delighted smile turned into a concerned frown as she swiped off a tear. He winced at her touch, but then melted into her hand as he lightly grabbed her wrist.

"What's going on in that mind of yours, Genji?" She asked.

Genji looked down at her, giving her a smile, though he felt like dying. He unraveled his arm from hers and looked her in the eyes, as the moonlight shone down on her delightful face. He put his hand on her cheek and caressed her with his thumb.

"You are beautiful. I hope you know that. I look into your eyes and I can't think of anything but holding you in my arms. I fall asleep at night, and can only dream about you. You are my favorite person on Earth, but you don't deserve me. You need a man with money. You need a man with a heart. A human. I can't give you the life you deserve. I'm sorry." He took her hand and kissed it delicately. "Thank you for everything you've done. I won't forget you, but I have to go." He let go of her hand, and it dropped to her side. Tears filled her eyes, and she tried to utter a word, but nothing came out. She clutched onto his jacket as he walked away.

"You... you can't leave. I can't let you!"

"I'm sorry Angela." Angela wanted to run after him. She wanted to tell him to stay, but she just stood there and watched him disappear into the darkness. Her legs were locked to the ground beneath her. Her tears stained her face and her breath went heavy. She fell to her knees, pulling the jacket tight, concealing herself from the world.

"Don't leave me..."