Angels Redemption

Chapter seven: Intruder

(Iris's pov)
Heavy breathing, groans, and voices sound  from down a long hallway. I walk closer fearing that something/someone was waiting for me. I get closer and closer. I see a door that has light leaking from underneath it. It's yellow fingers slinking into the hallways darkness, swallowing the shadows. I turn to face the oak door, and I stand there shivering for something doesn't seem right. Taking a deep breath I reach for the door knob and my fingers shake. C'mon Iris you can do this my mind whispers. I grip the door knob, it feels icy in my grip and I go to turn it when someone gets slammed into the door from the inside. I jump back in fear. I hear heavy breathing again, what's going on? I swallow and stand closer to the door. I put my ear next to the door and this is what I hear...

"Oh c'mon Raf please?"
"No I think we should take this slowly"
"But I want this, I want you"
"No Iris I want to wait. Let's take this slowly.. Please?"
"Please Raffy?"
A growl sounds then
"No."
Then I hear a soft sigh and I hear the sound of... Kissing? Ok what? And did that voice say Rafael? Where the hell am I? I grab the door knob again and wrench the door open. Everything freezes.
There standing in front of me, with nothing but his jeans on is Rafael and standing beside him-clutching at him like her life depends on him- is Saraphina. Her hair is messy, her lips are bruised and her eyes are bright.

What did I just walk into? I back away and then Rafael see's that it's not me but it's Saraphina. He snarls and pulls away. But it's too late the damage has been done. I turn and run down the corridor all the while Rafael's cries of agony resonate down my soul....

I gasp and shoot up in bed from the horrible dream. What the hell?!! He was kissing her, kissing her!!!! How far would he have gone? Would he have had... No no don't go there. I stop myself from finishing that thought. Now I know why he hadn't came to visit me, now I know where Saraphina went the day she disappeared on me. Why would he kiss her? Why did he hold her like that? So tenderly, so lovingly? He held her like... Like she was me! What if he was brainwashed to think she was me?! Yes that has to be it. I have to believe that he wouldn't just dump me for an angel of God! I have to! But something in me screams that maybe he wanted to kiss her. That maybe he had wanted to go all the way.

Shaking my head of that thought I turn over and lay on my side. I try to get rid of the agony, the pain that; that dream caused me. But it swallows me. Tears slip down my cheeks like melted icicles. I look out the window so that sleep doesn't take me back down.
Iris...?
I hear his voice. I shoot up in bed again and look around.
"Rafael?"
Iris...?
"Where are you?!" I shout. His voice whispers back
Behind you
I turn around and sure enough there he is. I smile and rush to him. I go to wrap my arms around him but my hands fall right through him.
"Rafael? Why can't I touch you?" I say puzzled. His smile is ghostly and dead.
Because I'm not actually here. I'm just an image. I projected myself here to talk to you. I'm so sorry-
I cut him off when I remember I'm pissed off at him.
"What the hell?!! Why the frack where you kissing Saraphina? Saraphina, of all people!!! Care to explain?"
He looks down and opens his mouth to speak but I spit "never mind forget it. I don't want to hear a lame excuse. Or some sort of sob tale. I want to hear the real you say it to me."

He swallows Iris please. I'm sorry. It was an accident. I thought she was you, and I... I am a fool. I'm sorry.
It breaks me to say my next words but I whisper them with such a venom that it makes me flinch, "Go to hell. Go back to the infected nest you call a home and stay there. I don't ever want to see you again. I need time to sort this one out. Of all the lies, and hatred, betrayal and sadness, in my life this one hurts me THE most. I'm sorry Rafael but I need you to leave. I need you to just let me sort this one out. I can't believe I had a dream of you kissing her and potentially.. you know, doing it with her only to find out seconds later that it was real."

I swallow and look into his midnight blue eyes, and say the words that completely snap my soul in two "I don't want to talk to you again until I've sorted out this problem. I don't know if I can forgive you for this, I want to believe me I do. But Raf... You're killing me" his eyes open in shock and then his mouth opens but I swipe the image of him and watch as it disappears into little, tiny diamonds of midnight and stars. I collapse on my bed and scream in my head
What have I done?!!!

(Rafael's pov)
"I don't want to talk to you again until I've sorted out this problem. I don't know if I can forgive you for this, I want to believe me I do. But Raf... You're killing me"
Her words are still fresh in my head an hour later. I scream, and rage my anger out in my gym. I punch the punching bag until I've worn a hole through it and until I've split my knuckles bloody. Roaring in agony and frustration I rip the punching bag off and throw it at the wall. I snarl and throw another punch out only this time I hit the wall. The crack of the wall splitting is so loud that it rattles the earth, and I know Iris could hear me from here. Running my fingers through my dark hair, I breath out slowly and sink to the floor. Why, why, why, why?!! I howl in my head. All these why's that will never be answered. Tears spill down my cheeks and I don't bother to wipe them away. I deserve every tear, every ache, every shame. I deserve the fathomless pain that's taring itself through me. Do you really? A voice in my head says. I shake myself and sigh.

"Iris I'm sorry. God I'm so sorry. I'm such a fool. I should have seen through her disguise. I should have known that it felt wrong, different. I should have known. I can't believe I let her intrude like that. She played on my emotions and used me for her own pleasures. I'm so sorry. I'm such an idiot, such an asshole. I'm such a failure as a boyfriend. Why? Why did I have to go do that? And to even think that I thought of...of maybe potentially going all the way, makes me sick!" I say all of this out loud. Too afraid to say it in my head, for fear that Iris will hear me. I sit on the floor for a few more seconds before I get it up slowly. My body already aching from my anger blow out. All the punching, running, strechtes, weight lifting, everything has tired me out. I groan as I finally stand and slowly make my way out of the room and into the quiet hall. A cool breeze rustles my hair but I keep walking.

I walk until I reach a door. Opening it I walk outside. It's freezing but I don't care. I walk onto the porch and stand on the cold wood. I smell the breeze and the brisk scent of winter approaching. I sniff and keep walking.

I walk,
and walk
and walk.

I walk until my toes are numb, until my fingers are stiff from being curled up. I walk until my breath turns icy in front of me. I walk until my heart beat is the only sound I can hear echoing in the darkening shadows of my soul.
Ba-doom
Ba-doom
Ba-doom...