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| If there is a god.... | Gabriel x reader❤

Warning!:

-This story deals with Yandere themes so be prepared.
-There will be cussing so yeah....

Y/N = your name

Y/N will use they / them pronouns yet this will be only in one POV but feel free to use your own if you want to...

Amyways quick A/n i will not post any stories to you know rest a bit because my school is a b!tch but feel free to reqeast any one-shots ( well just not smut or lime ) on the first page off this book ( should i call it book?? )

Anyways lets start this cringy one-shot that no-one asked for.

Y/N POV:

How could have i known?
That this would happen to me?

Why?.....why?

Why did i? A person of faith fall into this unholy beings trap.

2 Corinthians 11:14 "And no wonder! For Satan disduises himself as an angel of light."

I should have known....that this would happen...

As i lay in my locked room away from any human...... i sit and ponder.....

I somehow have drawn the anti-christ to me...... but how? And most importantly.....why me?

He was drawn by my beauty......the way i walk.....the walk i speak.....the way i smile throught everything....

Yet he couldn't have known how i feel..... he says he is saving me from this god-forsaken world, he says he is trying to protect me.....but why? And from what?.......

How am i suppose to win in this fight? He is the devil, and i am a poor soul unable to do anything.

Every time i pray for my resque nothing happens.....i am still stuck in this chainbur.

He tries to get me more comfortable with this place.....but i can't....i am not a stray animal that needs a home... I already have a home... He tries to warm me up to him by showering me with gifts....i can't

Maybe if i end it all i might escape from his unholy hands....i might even see my family again.....i might be able to finally rest...

How frozen i became and powerless then.
Ask it not, reader, for i write it not,
Because all language would be insufficient.
I did not die, and i alive remain not.
Think for thyself now, hast though ought of wit,
What i became, being of both deprived.

I held onto my legs not wanting to even look at him...how am i suppose to " warm up " to him. I will not forget nor forgive even after my death.

HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME???? IF HE TRULLY LOVES ME HE SHOULD LET ME GO! NOT KEEP ME IN HERE LIKE A CAGED DOG. PUNISHING ME FOR THE SMALLES THINGS.

I just want to go home..to my family.....to my friends.....is it too much to ask?

I just want to see the light again....i just want my freedom back....

I just want this fucking thing to end.

I was so foolish to belive him...i should have followed the shepherds...

Maybe then my life would have been better...maybe just maybe.....

Now i suffer the concequices of my actshons...in a forever never-ending, living hell.

I should have taken the risk...

I should have taken the risk...

I should have taken the risk...

I should have taken the risk...

I am bound to chains on my ankles.
That grow havier with each step.
The infinite amount of sand will be my tomb.
And my foolishness will be my legacy.
If there is a god...

Please help me.

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Yeah...... its done i have a lot of drafts one-shots that i will post on my mini break ( should i even call it a mini break???? )

Anyways i might have miss-spelled some words so feel free to tell me becuase i can't see anything ;-;

Anyways i hope you are doing okay and that you drank someting bye~

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