An Aliens Life on Earth - Oc Story. (REQUESTS OPEN FOR PLOTS)

Intro.

ALISE POV.

Help me.
Please, as I have come with nothing but pain. Agony and anguish consumer my body. I lay there, motionless. I know what I have done. I have killed them, for all of Lords sake, they now are in hell. They lay there being tortured, torture is all they know.
And all I know is guilt.
Guilt consumes me. From my hair to my toes. I could have just.. said no. But I had to do what had to be done, or maybe it didn't have to be done. But it is too late. I have fallen into the oblivion. The paralysis. The anguish. It consumes me. My mind is numb. Nothing else exists. And all I can see is that one image.
I remember the first time I heard about them. How their screams pierced my heart. It has been so long since then. The sound still echoes in me. I cannot sleep at night. Not ever again. My nightmares are never ending. They plague me every night.
I don't even feel like I'm awake anymore. In fact, I've become completely unaware of anything. Just a blank slate waiting to be filled with pain. I am not sure which emotion is stronger. Guilt or terror. It's all over the place right now. I'm lost, confused, and empty. I'm just a shell that contains no energy nor life of its own. I just wait for death to consume me entirely. But I will not let myself die. Because there is no hope for me now.
No hope.
No light. No warmth. No comfort.
And yet, something inside me calls out to someone. For help. Someone will come. I know he will. I just hope that person won't get hurt. He's a friend to me after all. If he does get hurt, I will suffer with him forever.
But no matter what, if his life becomes harmed by these demons, then so be it. I won't forgive myself if that happens. I won't accept any consequences because I would have failed miserably to protect him. To save him. To make him safe.
The pain grows more intense. Every nerve seems to have reached its maximum capacity. Every fiber feels crushed under an unbearable weight. I feel crushed under some sort of hydraulic pressure, Like I'm at the bottom of the ocean. I remember my name. My name is Alise. Alise Brookers. I live in Michigan. But I was not born there, nor was I born on earth. I was born on another planet way beyond human vision. I was sent here to kill. But, an angel had given me forbidden knowledge, normalcy is impossible and I feel like a saint.

A little bit about me. As I said, my name is Alise Brookers. Living in Michigan but not native to this galaxy cluster/neighbourhood at all. I have a boyfriend named Max Woods and a girlfriend named Ellah Comen. Yes, I am polyamorous. I have mostly smoked weed all my life as I used to abuse my biological family with drugs and alcohol. Its addicting. I was sent here to kill the humans, not something I'm supposed to tell you. But, when I came here, I saw these beautiful people. They were kind and compassionate souls. They loved each other. They made love. I felt happy and full. That feeling was fleeting. And then it began to rain. Everything was destroyed. All my friends died. They died horribly. It's my fault.

As of now, I am laying on my cold bathroom floor, waiting for my life to end. My bones are being crushed by some weight my brai; is creating and I feel like screaming, but I can't. The souls of those I have killed are still there. Staring at me while I'm typing this will the strength I have left. And I will keep doing this until it kills me. And if I don't do it then I will eventually die alone.
I wish I could find relief. I think I've found solace here in a way. But I don't understand why anyone would want to live with such torment. What are the chances I meet someone who understands what I'm going through? Maybe I should be grateful that I met Max and Ellah. I wish I could be around them all the time, though, but there isn't a chance. The only thing keeping my mind alive at this point is the belief I'll be able to get away from this world and escape to my heavenly realm soon enough.
I feel like crying but I have no tears. And if I shed them then they might as well come back later than they did already. They are wasted on this world. It would be foolish to waste them on others. I have tried crying before, but no tears. I can hardly feel my lips move. They tremble as if someone has grabbed my jaw and yanked it upwards. It hurts. But at least I still have my face. There's nothing wrong with that. So I will hold on as tight as possible.
Chapter 2
Max and Ellah had both taken turns coming to visit me at the hospital since the incident. Max had brought me home with a broken leg (it doesn't matter), and Ellah brought me flowers, food and other things to cheer me up. They knew the circumstances weren't ideal for my recovery, but I wasn't complaining. I was glad to see them. After spending days in bed, the constant fear I always experienced after the incident was fading from my mind, replaced by a sense of contentment and peace. Of course this lasted for a few months, but it was better than the alternative.
In the meantime, Max was working hard to help pay our rent and utilities. The apartment I shared with Ellah was nice but a little run down. Our income was very low, we lived outside of town. We worked in the local factory, making scrap iron. And it didn't cost us much. But it meant that we spent most of our day on our hands and knees. I wanted to take a job but my health was bad at the moment. So we went on. Max couldn't afford medical expenses. I couldn't either. Neither of us were willing to ask for loans from our landlord. So, in order to save money we sold the junk car and bought a new house on our savings account. The mortgage was paid off almost immediately. We were able to save our remaining savings. And now we were living comfortably. With a little extra money saved every month, we could buy another couch. But that didn't stop us from sleeping on the floor most nights, sharing blankets. We would wake up covered in dust. And then Max would say "Let's go grocery shopping." Or to work. Or simply to hang out. At times like that we were thankful we were roommates.