Chapter Eighteen

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****Rachel's POV****

~~~Dream~~~

There I was yet again, standing and staring up into the eyes of the angel that was haunting me. His green eyes now a cold, glassy black, his combat uniform stained with his own blood from where he was shot in the chest, the one bullet that went right through to his heart and cause his slow and painful death to occur.

He was standing in front of me, with space between us, he starred at me in wonderment. His lips part and he spoke, his words as hollow as the air between us, "Why? Why are you leaving me?"

"I never did, you left me. Why are you here, why do you keep coming back?" I asked, this continue haunting was starting to really scare me.

"Don't pretend to not know what I'm talking about. You're forgetting about me." he said taking a step closer as I took one back. "Jake. I will never be able to fully forget about you. But you're gone now, and I...I have to move on from you, from us." I faced him trying to not be afraid of what he might do.

Even though this was only a dream, it felt so really, and I was sacred that he might retaliate on my words. As he came closer to me I tried to get farther from him but was soon met by a wall against my back. Yeah corner by my dead husband in a dream, more like a nightmare.

"I've seen you with that pretty pop boy. Niall." he said dryly.

At this my head snapped straight up at his harsh, cold eyes, he knew I was in love with Niall. No. this can't be good. "Don't do anything to him." I remarked, gaining some confidence and standing up for me and Niall.

"Oh don't worry, I can't mess with your lover boy. But if I could you don't want to know the things I would do to him. Haha, kinda of unspeakable I should say." he finished with a sinister chuckle.

"Why are you acting like this, this isn't the man I married. Why did you change?" I asked confused by his uncharacteristic attitude.

"Them same reason you moved on from me." He replied harshly, "I experienced brutal war, and then died."

"Well you're no heaven's angel. But you were a soldier for your country." I wondered out loud.

"Way to go princess you figured it out. Obviously most soldiers that have fought for their country go to heaven, but fortunately I was offered a different route. A Devil's apprentice I shall be. And only guardian angels can stop my work. But apparently yours have a previous engagement and are unable to assist you in this tragic situation." with every sentence he got closer, till there was no more space between me and the wall to back into. "So I will take my precious time torturing you."

His evil smile was the last thing I saw before the darkness consumed me, saving me from the nightmare.

~~~~End of Dream~~~

I was awaken by Niall's heartbeat from underneath me, while he was twirling my hair in between his fingers, softly humming a beat of a song that I instantly recognize. I continued to pretend that I was asleep as he began to sing softly,

I've been beaten down,

I've been kicked around,

  But she takes it all for me.

  And I lost my faith,

in my darkest days,  

But she makes me want to believe.

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