Son of Lucifer

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SON OF LUCIFER

I couldn't get myself to talk to Heather...

It's just not the same anymore.

I could still feel his touch on my skin. Those gentle fingers making circles on my arms and back. Those rose velvet lips over mine's.

The way the horrid sound escaped from my mouth.

Disgusting!

Humilliating!

That's what I am...

A slutty angel.

Another knock sounded on the door. That's the 147th time.

And then.... "Dyre... please.. I'm sorry.."  

or " Let me in!"  

or " I'm dying out here.. please.."

and in very rare occassions.....

" GET OUT OF THERE! BECAUSE I'M SERIOUSLY GOING TO BREAK YOUR DOOR DOWN AND F*CK YOUR BRAINS OUT!!!"

which mom or Mrs. Heather would respond with a...

" Heather! you're scaring Dyre! Get your ass out of there and give him some time..."

Which Heather would respond with a...

" Argggh! yyyyahhhh! Ugh! aaah... MOM!"

It's quite funny. But then Heather would knock once again and the cycle continues.

I spent three days crying...

And in those three days I knew what was comming..

***

Dyre....

The voice was soft yet somehow... angry.

I bowed my head low.

I have no right to see His face...

I am a sinner.. I have sinned.

Dyre....

The voice echoed in my thoughts.

Angel Micheal... it was Angel Micheal.

" I'm sorry... I'm really sorry.."

He laid a hand on my shoulder... comforting..

" Dyre... let not temptation over-take your sense of being.. Think and be in control... You are an innocent, an angel... Let not a man take that innocence away..."

Nodding gently a tear dropped from my eye.

" He forgave you... but listen child... To Love is righteous and to Sin is grave, but to Love with your heart is something no one can ever take."

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