It was hard for me to leave her, especially with her being naked, but I knew I would see her very soon. I decided to go back to my apartment and wait until she needs me.
“Come on lets go party and meet some girls from our world” Axel cheered as he and Alex walked into my apartment with a bottle of alcohol.
“The girl I want is not from this world, you both already know that so why even bother?” I asked slightly annoyed.
“Well, maybe we can save you if you choose a girl from our world.” Alex answered.
“A majority of the girls here practically take their clothes off as soon as you look at them.” I sneered.
“And what’s the problem with that!?” Axel asked with a ‘what the fuck?’ look.
“The problem is, that if she’ll take her clothes off that easily for me, then how many other men has she done it for?” I answered grabbing the now open bottle of underworld liquor and downed half the bottle before handing it back to Axel.
“What does it matter? It’s not like your going to marry the girl.” Alex chuckled.
“That’s just it, I need a woman to love and hold and-”
“Stop right there, do not start with that I need a wife bullshit” Axel cut me off.
“And, why not, I’d rather stay with one woman, who I know about, then with a common whore that has no pride in herself.” I sneered.
“Whatever, all I need is money and a few women to satisfy me every now and then.” Axel shrugged.
“And all I need Is music and women, and I’m all set.” Alex smirked.
“Leave me alone, you guys, I need to watch for Oriana.” I mumbled. They shrugged mumbled a few goodbyes and left me to myself.
Muttering a few words, soon small orbs of light swirled around my palm until a clear glass ball was created. An image of Oriana appeared in it.
After Azrael left, I didn’t want to wash his scent from my skin but I knew it would cause an uproar with my father, so I quickly washed up, then pulled on a floor length; blue alter back gown. I has the feeling that I was being watched but it didn’t creep me out.
“Azrael?” I question. There was silence for a moment.
“Yes, my love.” His voice was husky as it filled my ears.
“I’m guessing, its you, who are watching me?” I asked.
“Yes” He sounded as if he were struggling to keep his composure.
“Good” I smiled, fixing the cleavage so that it showed a lot.
“Is this for me, my love?” Azrael asked as he appeared before me.
“I must look ‘presentable’ for my fiancé.” I sneered.
“Presentable, not like a desperate whore.” Azrael mumbled as he fixed my cleavage, accidentally pressing against the mark he left on my breast.
“Oh, no.” I groaned, as I began to feel my clit, pulse.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t-” He looked at the door then back at me with an apology written on his face before he disappeared.
“It’s time to come downstairs!” My step-evil burst into my room.
“Alright, already, you could have knocked first.” I grumbled as I pushed past her out of my room.
“Why are you turning red, do you have a fever or something?” Tamara asked, nothing but curiosity in her voice.
“Why ask when you don’t care.” Said as I struggled to walk calmly into the dinning room.
“Ah, and her is my lovely Fiancé, I’m glad to finally have you to myself with out that pesky Mr. Daemon hovering behind you, like a lost dog.” Derrick huffed as he took in my appearance.
“I like to take care of lost animals, it gives me someone to talk to.” I retorted, taking a seat.
“Then I will be yours, as soon as we are married and you won’t be taking in anymore lost specimens.
“Are you alright, Oriana, dear, you look flushed with a fever.” Malinda asked with fake concern.
“I asked her too, but she wouldn’t answer me.” Tamara pouted.
“I’m fine, I was just in the bath a little long that’s all.” I stammered.
“Well, we will be making this marriage final tomorrow, everything is already set and you will be on your way.” My father cut in.
“I’m s-sorry but I- I can’t marry him.” I stammered, looking at Derrick. I could feel myself becoming wet with each second that passed by.
“What do you mean!” My father stood up, outraged.
“What. I. Said. I don’t love this man, nor do I like him.” I held the bottom of my stomach as I stood up.
“You love Azrael don’t you.” Derrick glared.
“You slept with him didn’t you!” Tamara gasped as she looked up at me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know” I smirked, before taking off up the stairs to my room. I grabbed the backpack filled with clothes and money and rushed out of the house. My cell phone I-Pod and laptop were all stuffed in the car trunk.
“Oriana come back here or so help me god, I’ll kill you myself!” I heard the sound of a gun cocking as he pulled back the hammer.
“No!” I shouted jumping into, the car and took off. Four shots rang out through the air. One smashed the back windshield the next right after it went through the front windshield. The last two went into the car and I felt pain in two parts of my back. The top by my shoulder blade, and the middle by my waist. I could hear screams as my car swerved and a rammed full speed into a tree by the hill that went down to the beach. I was almost numb as my head slammed into the steering wheel.
“Oriana!” I could hear Tamara and Derrick call after me.
“What have you done!?” Malinda screamed at my father. I blacked out.
“My love. Open your eyes.” I heard his voice, whisper.
“Am I dead?” I asked opening my eyes, only to see myself in an apartment.
“It’s a little hard to explain but yes your dead, but your soul didn’t leave your body.” Azrael explained.
“Where are we?” I asked sitting up from the bed and looking around.
“This is my bedroom.” He smiled, “In the underworld.”
“Hmm, can I stay here with you forever?” I asked pulling him to me.
“Yes you can stay here forever, my house is now yours as well.’ He kissed my lips then joined me in bed.
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Garden Of The Gods: Wishing For Death
Paranormal(BWWM) Orianna has grown up being abused by her father, he started with her mother, and once she was gone, moved on to her. After remarrying and getting a new wife and step daughter Orianna was treated more like an annoying servant than a daughter...
