My life was hell until I met him

Fallen angel

     I started to fell the darkness over take me and the last thing I heard was "Ana!?!"
     (Dream)
     I couldn't move and I couldn't speak. I saw movement in the pitch black. It was Van who came up and hugged me. The room became white and I could move and speak. "Ana can I tell you something?" I hugged him back. "Anything Van." I said happily. He let me go and he turned around and took off his shirt and on his back he had black and burnt wings. "They're beautiful Van." I said happily. "No there not. I'm a fallen angel Ana. I'm a fucking fallen angel." He turned around and his hand cracked like stone and the crack went up to his face and then to his stomach and other arm. I couldn't move or speak again. He turned to dust.
     (Reality)
     I sat up quickly and held my head to to my knees. I wasn't in my bed. Movement in the corner of the room caught my eye. It was Van. I got out of the bed and ran to him. "Van!" I said rapping my arms around him. I cried into his shirt and he hugged my back." What's wrong Ana?" "I had the worst dream. You died." I cried to him. "What happened?" He asked seeming worried. "You had black wings and your hand cracked like stone and then it's spread to your face and you turned to dust." I said trying to catch my breath after saying it all. "W-would y-you love a m-monster like t-that?" He said. My eyes opened and I looked up at him "of course." "Your dream told you the truth about me. I'm a monster." "No your not." I cried to him. I looked back up at him and he leant down and kissed me. I hesitated for a moment but started kissing back. He pulled away and hugged me tighter. I no longer cared about where we were or about what he was. "I love you Ana." He said softly. "I love you too Van."