The Angel and the Demon

As I thought these very random thoughts, I didn’t notice someone walking behind me. But then something happened. It was like a little stab in my subconscious. It stopped me in my tracks. Weird. I looked around, but no one was around. Again weird. 

Then the bell rang. Thank God. I could go home. 

As I started towards the doors, I felt that stab again. But it was a lot harsher. I grabbed my head, trying to keep my brains in. People stopped, noticing that I was crying buckets. 

“Are you alright?” someone asked before I passed out. 

I know this chapter is kind of short. Sorry but I couldn’t think of anything to write. 

Ch4 

If you have ever passed out, you know it’s a weird feeling. It’s like your drifting along in a sea of darkness, not really knowing what is going on around you. Of course, everyone could have a different experience. Me,  I flet like I was….I don’t know, it’s hard to explain. It was weird, I didn’t know what was happening to me. 

Then I heard voices around me. They were muffled but grew stronger the more I listened. 

“What happened?” a male voice asked. 

“I don’t know. I saw her holding her head and crying. Then she passed out,” a small voice, a girl, said. 

“Well, thank you for getting me,” the male voice said as a door opened. 

“I know you can hear me,” the voice said as the bed sagged. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked Mr. Main as I sat up against the pillows. As I glared at him, he had a little smile on his face, looking me up and down. 

“What?” I asked trying to look disgusted. 

“I want a thank you for caring your heavy ass here,” Mr. Main said taking a seat and folding his arms over his chest. He looked pissed. 

“You’re a teacher, you cant say ass!” I said shocked. I have never heard a teacher sware in front of a student. 

“I can say whatever I want, in front of anyone I want. Now where is that thank you?” Main said, a smirk peaking out on his face. I really hated this guy.

“thank you,” I whispered, not wanting to give him the gratitude of “rescuing” me. 

“What was that?” he asked leaning forward. 

“thank you,” I said a little louder, getting pissed. 

“I’m sorry, what was that? Speak a little louder,” Main asked, leaning forward again, the damn smirk coming back. 

“THANK YOU!” I yelled getting on my knees and leaning towards that damn bastard. Now I was pissed.

He didn’t say anything, just smirked and watched me get up, grab my shit, and storm out of the room.  

“You didn’t need to yell,” I heard him say with a little chuckle before the door shut. 

That bastard, I thought as I stormed down the hallway.  

Main’s POV

That was certainly interesting, I thought as I walked out of the nurses office. The girl was indeed a lot like my Juliana. Never backing down, never showing any weakness, never taking any bullshit. I think I’m starting to like her. 

As I walked towards my classroom, I noticed a strange feeling. It reminded me of when I was in the heat of battle. I could almost always feel when a enemy was coming at me with a kill strike. This is that feeling. 

What was it? Who was it? I thought as I turned slowly around, trying not to draw attention to myself. But noone was there. Strange. 

As I went back to walking towards my classroom, I got that feeling back. But this time I didn’t turn around. I just keep on walking. When I got to the door of the classroom, I clamly  shut it behind me, but then hid in its blind spot, watching through the little window. 

I didn’t have to wait long. I saw a shadow cross the window. Then the door knob jiggled. I didn’t answer, wanting to see what the person did. After the jiggling stopped, the shadow disappeared. I wanted to follow the person, but the soldier in me told the civilian in me to wait and see if this person was planning anything for the future. 

After a while, I went home. I had a nice top floor apartment in a nice neighborhood. No pets, just one plant. That didn’t need to be watered. I had a few nice toys, as people call them. A big flat screen TV, an Xbox 360, and a big chair that vibrated. To put it simply, I was a billionaire. In what scholars call 10,000 BC, I was a very rich. After I became immortal, I just got richer and richer. And instead of buying large amounts of stuff, I just put it in small amounts into a bunch of different accounts in different banks all over the world. 

I have had any ‘girlfriends’, just one night stands. Ever since Juliana, I couldn’t stand the thought of getting married again. I always make sure to tell the women that I am not looking for relationships, just, in simplist terms, a ‘fuck buddy’. And most of them understand, but sometimes I get the women who wants more from me. They either find out about my money, or they ‘think’ that we are soul mates or some bullshit. Those ones I just wip their memories of me and send them on their way. O yeah, did I mention that I have ‘magic’ powers? Yeah I do. See when Juliana died, I went on a rampage. I conqured countries all over the known world at the time. Until one day, the Devil himself made a deal with me. You see, I was the Devil’s favorite warlord. I would give him souls to torture in Hell. So in order to keep up my ‘work’, he made me immortal, making sure that I fought in every war that the world found. But for some reason, He has not asked that I fight in the current war in the far East. Maybe because I have fought in numerous wars over there already. O well. Surpisingly I am enjoying the free time. I can now stop and ‘smell the roses’ as you humans might say.