A/N: should I put a sex scene in here? If you want there to be comment on either of the author's notes. I say that because I probably won't remember what I was talking about. If you have a specific chapter number you want then comment it.
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Elizabeth's P.O.V
This is going to be an awkward rest of eternity. He kissed Esria and they live together.
"Well now that you two are done eating each others faces, can I know what time it is," she said laughing.
I looked down to my phone and threw it at her. When she caught it I walked back into the living room laughing.
"Yeah, Mark and I didn't make out, especially not like you guys did," I yelled back at her grabbing the remote.
It was 7:50 on a Wednesday night. Supernatural starts in ten minutes. Mark sat next to me sighing rather loudly.
"Why won't you tell me how you feel? I'd tell the world how I feel about you," he said grabbing my arm. I yanked it back quickly and continued to flip through the channels. What kind of cable did they have?
I heard him keep asking. Constant questions left his lips, none were answered for his safety. Couldn't he see why I didn't say anything? I was trying to help him.
"Tell me why you don't have feelings for me like I do about you," he said grabbing my wrist again and gripping it harshly.
"Let go Mark," I said hoping he would just drop the subject.
"When you tell me why," Mark said almost yelling.
"Fine. If I spill my guts the world would never look at you the same. They wouldn't look at either of us the same. How would that sound in heaven? One of God's G.As fell in love with a freaking human. A girl who fucked up so bad, when she was walking on the roof she, died and it was considered a suicide attempt by God. Tell me how that sounds Mark," I shouted standing up and ripping my arm away from him.
"Sounds like a better love story than Twilight," I heard Adam cut in and chuckle a bit. I looked at the screen and saw that the episode hadn't started yet.
I walked upstairs to my room and decided to watch TV up there. I don't want either of us to die because we messed up.
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ParanormalAs the lights started to flicker, I rolled off my bed. My back hit the cold, hardwood floors, I looked up. Dark entities spilled through my room. They were looking for me. All I saw in the cloud of black were whisps of red light. I tried to stay cal...
