Fallen Demon

Chapter 18: Diana

            I was falling.

I had spent days trying to hide away my wings like the rest of the angels here and now, when I needed them to open, they refused to listen to me. I could feel tears being to get lost in the sky as I plummeted. My scream was lost in the wind as my sight left me as memories and fears flooded me.

My heart was as fast as the rapids. My nails dug into my palms as I made tight fists to keep myself from shaking from the rage and adrenaline. I struggle to focus as I neared the edge. I couldn't see her anymore. I couldn't even hear her scream. The boiling rage threw itself out of me in a scream. My throat was sore as the forest went silent. I couldn't believe this.

"Not again!" I stomped my feet in anger, "Not again!!"

I screamed and screamed. My feet pounding on the rock underneath me.

"I hate you! I hate you!" My throat was so sore that my voice but was a shrill echo of what it should have been.

I turned to leave with the fire in my veins. I needed to get rid of her things. I needed to start all over again. But the second my foot touched the ground. The edge of the cliff underneath me crumbled away. My body bent and reached in fear for anything I could even remotely grasp but I was too slow. I was falling with a handful of dirt in my hand.

I couldn't even scream anymore as I fell and fell. Tears poured out of me and disappeared into the harsh winds as I got pulled down. The strong voice of the currents became louder and louder as I fell. One last sound of pain managed to slip out of me as my back was slammed into sharp rocks. The world was so empty and cold. And before I knew it, there was nothing left.

I couldn't breathe as I tried to snap out of the memories. I wanted to live. I twisted as I tried to use the wings attached to me. Color swarmed into my sight as I got closer and closer to the ground. I couldn't see Darren. My wings were so heavy as I tried to move them, but I was moving them. I was slowing down. I was still falling when I landed. My knees buckled as I stumbled forward and slid across the ground. My new clothing was torn and stained with silver blood.

I was shaking. My breath was raspy. I needed to cover up. I couldn't let Darren see. I couldn't let him...

I tried to stand as my legs wobbled underneath me. The movements were painful as my body pulsed and throbbed at the scrapes and cuts. I twisted my head around looking for anything that could help me cover-up. I limped my way over to the human shops. I knew these shops. I had walked through them as a soul with Lavana.

I pushed through the crowd hoping they couldn't see me like before. I ripped gray clothes off the hangers and made my way to the bathroom. Panic invaded my body as I locked the door to ripped off the clothes. I washed the blood off as best as I could. I slipped into the clothes I had picked up my body struggling to move. I needed to keep moving if I wanted to find Darren again. I slashed water on my face as looked in the mirror.

No scrapes on my face. Good. I couldn't let Darren know I had no control over my wings or powers. I was still shaking as I held onto the marble sink. I wanted to scream but knew better. My breathing was heavy and deep as I tried to calm myself down. I needed to go before Darren realized there was anything wrong.

I released my grip on the sink and began to straighten out and relax. My body still felt pain, but I ignored it. I glanced down at the sink and wondered if I should rinse off my face once more. I didn't think about it again when I saw the finger imprints on the sink where I held onto it. My heart raced as a sly grin spread across my face. A knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I shook my head and refocused my thoughts.