if you fall for me...

the day off

I leaned against my mother's coffin. She, in her transparent spirit form, Sat next to me. I watched as she brushed her hair. It was pretty amazing. Even as a ghost, she could do normal things other then eat and sleep and things like that. She even changes the hair style of her body when she becomes board.

"How has training been?" She asked scooting closer to me. She began to brush my hair.

"Pretty well, I can now fly and will my wings without the painful effects."

"I wish I could see... but I'm only allowed so far from my body..."

"Can we move it?"

"Yes most certainly, but knowing your father, he'd rather see his head on a platter then think about me being in harm's way. He's always been over protective." She giggled. I often come in sit with my mom. Sharing stories about our pasts. And getting to know each other is amazing.

"Sounds like him..." I stuck my tongue out. "Hey mom... did you know you were an angle?"

"Nope." She said as she childishly popped the p. "Apparently my mother was an angel with no wings."

"Can she be called an angel then?" I questioned. She laughed.

"Of course, a wingless Angel is just an angel who turned human. She was tricked by my father and gave her wings to live as a human. At the time, it was said if you sleep with a wingless Angel you would be granted immortality. I don't know how they came up with this, but it's actually, if a demon eats a wingless angel that the demon would rise in rank, because wingless angels store eminence amounts of energy in their bodies that they can't get rid of."

"Oh... Then... Did grandma... Get..."

"No, soon after she had me, she found out that she was tricked into it and left my father." She sighed thinking back. "She ran into a demon Hunter and begged him to protect her. They fell in love and had my sister. I dont really know what happened after that, but... It was really tough until i met your father." She started to laugh.

"Dad must have been your Prince charming." I smiled, imagining my dad on a white horse.

"Yep!" she popped the p and leaned back pulling her knees to her chest like a kid. "My dad hunted him for nearly a year, saying that he was possessing my mind and that these feelings were nothing. At the time, i thought it was true, and i tried to hide... But your dad took me here, shown me this world. No he gave me this world."

"Really? I dont think the demons here are willing to listen to a human..."

"They didnt, at first. But They came to realise that I was their queen, and They gave in."

"What's going on here." my dad said, peeking into the room. He had human clothes on. Plain jeans and a white T. In his hand was a simple bouquet.

"Nothing dear, just having a little talk with my daughter." she smiled. Her eyes flickered to the flowers. It was obvious she wanted to get up and run over to him and take them. Instead she say calmly, trying to remain an adult. "What bring you around?"

"No reason... Other than our wedding anniversary." dad slightly smirked as he walked into the room and handed her the flowers. Her face was nearly pale with shock. "I know you didn't want to celebrate because your not living anymore, but I dont really care." I watched my dad bend down to one knee and gently caress her transparent cheek. "You are still right here befor me, just like our beautiful daughter."

"Sa, honey... I..."

"Mom," i interrupted her. Casually, i leaned over and kissed her other cheek. It was warm and soft like real flesh. "You are such a lucky women to be able to talk to you child and husband still. You may be trapped in this room, and the days may end,but you can still hold me, you can speak to me, and i can see you everyday." I stuck out my tongue. "Don't think about what you can't do, focus on what you can."