Angel by heart

Chapter 5

Hi lovelies!

First of all: sorry for the long wait. I've legit not been writing on any of my plaster stories at all because 1. school, 2. I've got a new idea for a story (whoops), 3. I've got about 7 books I nee to read atm so I've been busy with that too. I am posting this chapter because I felt like I has been waaaaay too long since I've posted anything so yeah, here you go. Not my best, if I should say so myself. I haven't been very creative lately, got too much going on my head.

This might seem like a bit of a filler chapter but I thought that I needed one that wasn't focused on the book or Ethan but more on the relationships between A, Fay and Jack. Also this one give you a idea of which kind of girl Fay is, I guess.

Also: who liked the last chapter? A little bit of bad-boy Ethan and an introduction of his two friends. What do you think of them so far? ok, that's probably hard to answer since you only first met them but don't worry. There will be more of those two.

Uh, I'm not planning on doing a chapter from any of the other characters (Ethan, Lea, Sebastian, Jack, Fay) point of view just to get that cleared up if someone had hoped that I would. I have something planned and that might mean that I have to do someone else's point of view though. Just not sure on who it should be yet so it could happen that there will be a POV from Ethan or Fay (just maybe)

Anyways... Thank you for reading. I hope that you like it. If you do let me know by either pressing the vote button or comment in one of the chapters! Criticism is perfectly fine too by the way! Maybe there's something you don't like about the story or something that confuses you. Let me know in the comments! :)

Ok, I'm gonna let you read the story now.

~ Helena <3

I woke up with a terrible headache which was odd since I hadn't had that much to drink. I groaned as I turned around in the bed to see who it was that was mumbling meaningless things. Turned out Fay talked in her sleep. I lifted my head a bit so I could look over her and see what the time was. The clock said 10:27.

"A?" Fay asked suddenly and I look over at her. Her eyes are half open, blinking groggily.

"What?" I ask, turning around in bed to get more comfortable.

"Do you think unicorns can be rainbow-colored?" Her voice is sleepy and hard to understand because of the half-murmuring but I manage to hear what she says.

I was just about to laugh at the stupid question but realized that she still wasn't fully awake, just enough to hear me. "Yes I do. Have you seen one?"

"No but I have seen an angel," she murmured.

"An angel?"

"Just like in that book."

"That's great," I said sarcastically. The book was actually the last thing I wants to think about at that moment. It had taken up too much of my time lately.

"I want to be an angel sometime. I want to fly and do whatever angels are meant to do. But I want black wings instead of white."

I laugh at her statement. Of course she wanted black wings. "But then you would be a bad angel, don't you think?"

"I don't want to wear white. I didn't even do that to my parents wedding. Black. That's what I like to wear and that doesn't fit with white." With that she was out cold again and not another sound came from her.

After about 30 minutes in the bed just laying there, thinking, I decided to get dressed and make breakfast. I knew Fay's parents weren't home by now. They were rarely home. Fay had told me that they worked all the time in their offices at home, with their doors closed, or at their work.