Chapter 1

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VANESSA'S P.O.V.

My brother Alex punched me screaming "Get out! Get out! I hate you, don't ever talk to me again!"
I ran out of his room and into mine slamming the door behind me, and locking it. I lied on my bed, sobbing until my throat ached. His words kept flashing in my head, how could he hate his little sister.
I trusted him with my life, what did I do to hurt him so badly? The one and only thing I ever did to him was make fun of the fact that he broke his ankle, falling out of a tree. I was a stupid decision on his part but worse for me. How could I have even thought to insult the one person that didn't abandon me when I needed family the most?
I thought of every thing that could upset Alex within the last week or so. then i remembered today was the worst and best day of the year. it was the anniversary of my parents death but also my boyfriends birthday. March 1st, how could the worst and best days of the year fall on the same day? three of the people I love most, two of them dead yet the other could never feel more alive.
The thought of my parents caused me to start sobbing again, but I was able to get a grip on myself.

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