Ameila was crying the angel moved her hand around the paper forming words, she didn't even wish to think. But she continued to write, as soon as she was done, Angie read over her work.
'Oscar my love, I didn't even want to tell you my love, but I am a spy. You were my mission, I've worked with U.N.I.T. a goverment program. I am after Angie, your heart is just collateral damage, I didn't even wish to love you. I might of lead you on, but you were so desperate.
So desperate to find someone to love that you didn't even notice me, telling you to stop. Your stupid and I hate the thought of your existence. You disgust me Oscar... I hate you.
Truly and Sincerely,
Amelia Crocker'
Angie looked satisfied with her worked looked at the tortured Amelia smiling now know that she will be heartbroken. Angie then grabbed rope and a chair. She set up Amelia over their balcony, there she made Amelia hang herself. With the note on the table nearby. She then cleaned up the mess she'd made, and posed on the cliff near the flat to see his reaction.
"Emilie? Emi-"
YOU ARE READING
мy angel
Short Story(COMPLETE) What happens when a Weeping Angel falls in love with a human? Will she get her love, or will he be gone forever... (This romance tragedy includes many references to certain people like the Ponds and maybe Sherlock Holmes)
