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Grey Feathers

I felt her hand rise up the mark I held on my skin. Before she could any closer, I flinched away "Kye...It's okay" She whispered softly. 

I shook my head "No it's not...I said not to touch it" I snapped "I barely did though.." She said softly. I turned to my mother and looked at her.

She wasn't lying, I knew that but the mark was very sensitive. It was there ever since I was born, Doctors say it's just a birth defect but my Mother says otherwise.

She said it was gift from my father, waiting to be open. My father had left before I was born, so I never knew him.

I pulled down my shirt gently. My mother looked at me sadly "What?" I said confused, She just looked away from me.

I stood up and walked away from her, I sighed deeply before falling onto my bed. As I did I fell on the mark, I quickly sat up and hissed in pain.

The pain vibrated through my back, I laid back down but this time on my side. It was still early but I was tired so I closed my eyes.

Lights flashed before my eyes, screams, pleads...A man with a suit. I snapped up from my slumber and sat up from my bed, panting.

Sweat dripping from my forehead, I looked around and saw it was dark. I rolled out of bed, knowing I couldn't possibly fall back to sleep.

I went to the bathroom and leaned over the sink as I washed my face. I sighed before a struck of pain went through my body.

I screamed in pain and fell to the ground. My back felt tight and uncomfortable, I wrapped my arms around myself trying to reach and scratch the tight skin.

I felt something poke out of my skin and I quickly felt horrified. I stood up, stumbling slightly but holding myself up with the sink.

I turned around and saw it, there was something in my skin. I gasped softly before raking my fingers into my back.

I screamed in agony, blood dripping from my back. I heard someone come into the bathroom and gasp.

"Kye!" She yelled, running over and grabbing my hands. I felt tears roll down my cheeks, I whimpered as I knew what I did was right.

My back didn't feel as tight, I could breath as I wasn't restricted. My mother wrapped her arms around my  shivering body.

"What happened?" She said softly, her voice filled with worry. I shook my head, not wanting to speak at all.

She nodded, before reaching for my back. I flinched before she could get any closer "No..." I whispered.

"I need to clean your cuts, Kye" She said worried, I only shook my head "Kye..." She said "Just don't touch them!" I yelled looking up at her .

She looked even more confused "Them?" She asked "You don't see them?" I said confused. I looked back at the mirror.

The large wide grey and bloody wings were attached to my back. My mother looked at the mirror, Her eyes widening with fear.

I looked back at her, She looked away shamefully. I grabbed her chin and brought her face toward mine once more.

"Why did this happen?" I said, anger slightly in my voice. She stood quiet for a moment before speaking "Y-Your father...He was an angel" She said softly.

"He left before you were even out  of the stomach..." She said looking down at the floor "But..He was kind and very beautiful...He treated me like everything" She said smiling to herself.

But the smile quickly turned into a frown "Once he found about you though he quickly ran off...and I seen him fly off..leaving me behind without him..." She said sadly.

I looked her with sadness...but I felt nothing. It was strange, but I could not care less about the emotions she held within her.

I walked away from her, my mind only set on going back to my room away from her. I opened my room and settled myself on my bed.

My wings barely touching the bed sheets, yet it still made me shiver from the tingles sent through my back.

I wrapped my arms around myself, afraid of the "thing" I've become. But then I remembered my mother had caused all my trouble until now.

Then out of no where a sharp ringing was sent through my ears. It grew louder and louder, whispers and shouting was heard.

I covered my ears, trying to cover the sound. I whimpered as it only grew louder by the second. My ears began to trickle with red sticky blood.

I fell from the bed, onto my knee, growing only weaker but soon after a voice spoke out to me. It was soft and gentle.

'Kye...You need to come to me' It stated "Where?" I said into the darkness 'End it all and you can come to me, son...'  He whispered "Father?" I questioned.

'End it all, son, Do it tonight and come to me' He said, I nodded and stood up. I walked out my room and downstairs to the kitchen.

I grabbed a knife from the stand and went back up stairs to my mother's room.  I went beside her, my knife slowly going upwards.

I stabbed her once, My love for her, gone, I stabbed her twice, My memories of her, gone, I stabbed her three times, My life with her, gone.

I dropped the knife beside the bedside, blood spattered across my face. I walked away from the room and went downstairs.

A dark figure waited for me there, it grinned evilly "Hello, My son" It said proudly, I stood quiet for a moment looking over the person in front of me.

He wore a black suit with a red undershirt and a black tie. His skin was pale, His eyes a cold light blue, his hair a light yellow.

I grinned to myself, as I felt myself growing more whole then ever.

"Hello Father"

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Yo! That was some plot twist am I right??? It was awesome though so don't judge.