LOVE HATE

Chapter 2

"...what have you done," Azreal uttered weakly, his voice sounded unfamiliar, it wasn't harsh and annoyed as usual, yet weak and timid. Amias jumped backwards in shock as he realised what he had done, "Azreal! I'm so sorry I-!" "Forget about it," Azreal replied harsh yet weakly,"I've got to get going." Azreal tried to stand straight as his knees trembled below him."Azreal let me help!" Amias yelled in a panic, running over to help Azreal stand, just to be greeted by a shoulder. As Amias fell to the ground, Azreal caught his balance and flew away from the clouds. "Dang it..." Amias muttered to himself before beginning to fly in the opposite direction.

As his pearl white wings fluttered behind him, Amias questioned what he had done, why he had done that,what was he thinking, and worst of all, what'll happen to Azreal? He was destined to rival Amias yet, he knew the Cupids arrow is able to overrule those destined feelings. But, Azreal was an Anti-Cupid so would his need to spread hate cancel out the love shot at him? Amias head spun as he questioned every question that came into his head. His focus solely on the questions in his mind he almost missed his arrival to his families home cloud.

But, what about Azreal?

Azreal head sat in a pillow as he sat in his room, questioning basically his whole existence. What was he now to Amias? Enemy, lover, acquaintance, rival, friend? He now didn't know. His mind kept flashing to bit of Amias he never payed attention to, his smile, his dimples, how his hair is shaped, the veins on his hand. Abruptly, he heard his door swing and threw it to the enterance of his room. "Jesus Christ Azreal!!" Squealed a familiar voice, it was his little sister, Lillian. He quickly focused his attention on his sister who now was frowning at his door frame, "Sorry Lily.. you scared me. Ever heard of knocking?" She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "Yeah, but that's boring." Her eyes darted to her brother's face, which was now flushed. "What's up with your face?" She asked. Azreal's face heated up and became more red as he threw another pillow at Lillian, "Get out of my room!" He stood up and pushed her out the room and slammed the door. She stood outside his door confused. "Someone got his knickers in a twist," she mumbled before walking away.