A/N Sorry for such a long wait, too much homework.
Marcel's POV (surprise)
So I've gone. Yeah I'm dead. Gone. Doesn't mean I'm not there. And where are you meant to go once you've died? Well I went to Hell. Yeah apparently I was a bad person. Fuck it, I don't belong here. That's a lie actually, I don't stay down there normally, I prefer spying on people on Earth and making there life hell (nothing intended there). Lucifer likes me, that's why I get to go. I have a friend, he's called Troye. He raped 2 people to death then killed himself. The two people were Ted and Laura. They were 18 and 12. The tried to come to Hell and hurt him apparently but that's before I came. Troye is nice though, I don't understand why he did it. And he was 17 then. He's 19 now and I'm 20. Down here we don't celebrate anything though, its kind of boring. That's why Earth is better. Defiantly my daily visits to Louis, I talk like old times though he just sits there crying, I've seen him twice not crying and that's when he sings, normally The Fray, Ed Sheeran or 5 Seconds of Summer. His best is Beside You, he sings perfectly. Like an angel but I'm against them, why can't demons sound good?
Anyways I saw a boy with Ed a couple of days ago. I'm glad he's made a new friend though he doesn't seem nice, he has short spiky brown hair, more tattoos than Edward what you can see through his t-shirts. He was also smoking. I hope Edward isn't he would end up dead. Maybe that's a good thing though, only having Troye gets a bit boring, and having my brother here would be nice, except the wrong brother though I had a deal with Lucifer, when Harry does die he goes down here but with angel wings, everyone will torture him. I mean he did to me so why not have him deal with the pain. It might not be for another 60 years, but I will wait.
I got up from my wooden bed and made my way too my closet. I pulled on a black skinny top and a pair of tight jeans, nothing like what I wore 2 years ago, but I can't wear that stuff anymore, Lucy has forbid me. I put on my glasses what were on a table beside the closet. They were exactly like my old ones but plain black. Everything was black, except a couple of items that had to be that colour. Sadly.
"Hey Marc" Troye called walking in my room, that was the bad thing here, there were no locks. Anyone could just walk in at anytime. I have no expensive stuff, but I still worry. "So you seeing Lewis today then?" He asked walking over to do my hair, and by do I mean shaking it so its not a tangled mess. I haven't had a hair cut since I got here and its become a bit long, I mean not to my shoulders, but its harder to style.
"Yeah, well... Erm I better get going now he should be there" And with that I left the Australian rapist in my bedroom. I rushed out side into the cold air and ran to a building, I wish my wings worked, so much easier. Anyways I went to the building and into one of the 100s of lifts waiting to be used. I quickly looked at the buttons :
Heaven
Home
Lucifer's den
Satan's den
God's palace
Mars
Earth
I clicked on the last one and slid to the floor, smiling. The journey isn't that long and I soon arrived. In the park. No one was here so I wondered to the swing and waited, my broken wings droping. I swung a little not going fast or high. Waiting. Waiting for him. Though he won't know I'm here, still I need to see his precious face. I stay for a couple of hours before the gate creaks. I look and there he is, the fluffy brown haired boy. He walked over to where I was, I was surprised as he always sits in the other one. I quickly jump off and he sits down not noticing a thing.
"Marcel" He muttered. He always does this, he tells me his life with out realising it, I should really care more for him. I push my glasses up my nose and smile, I will get a beating for that, probably flogged. I don't mind that though, I see Lou and that's all what matters.
"Harry is coming soon, I wish he wasn't but someone else cares, I'm sorry everyone left, I'm still here Marc and even if your not I hope you know that" he says talking into the cold air. Oh how I wish he could see me, hear me, come with me. Louis can't though he's too good, God needs him. Fuck you Tomlinson do something bad in your God damn life. I sit on the swing next to him, my side and he's staying silent.
"See you tomorrow Lou" I said and I climbed into the door what appeared. Before I left I saw him looking quite confused.
A/N so sorry, its probably crap like proper shit but I needed something for you guys, please vote, comment. Hang round as well I will try and update more.
