Demon Side

Chapter 35

Angie's Pov.

I stared at his face. It was so pure, so innocent. Handsome and calming, yet scary in a way that sent goose bumps up my arms. I was alone in silence. Sitting, waiting, awestruck from what had just happened before my eyes.

All the memories of him replayed in my mind. The hesitated me when I first met him, the bond and trust as I grew to know this wonderful creature. He wasn't like the others. My soul ached for him. The Micah that made me tea when I was dizzy. The Micah that protected me and kept me out of harm's way. The Micah that fought for me through every tough battle he faced. The Micah that saved me from myself.

Warm trickles of salty water made their way down my cheek. I couldn't stand it. I wanted him to be alive. To tell me everything was going to be okay. But I knew at some point I had to let him go. He was gone. The only piece of him here with me was just a cast, the body, and flesh of Micah. His handsome soul was long gone. Every piece of him had slipped from my arms. No matter how hard I hugged him, no matter how much I kissed him, and no matter how long I stared at him. He was never coming back.

"Oh, Micah... How could you leave me here, like this." I sobbed. "If only we didn't meet. You wouldn't have died. I wouldn't have had the strong heart ache I do-" I broke out in tears and sobs. Unable to control my anger, sorrow, hatred, and heartbreak. My cheeks were stained with mascara, dirt, and tears. My face felt hot and my head throbbed from crying.

I slammed my head on his chest. Sobbed and cried. I was a mess. I didn't care. All I wanted was Micah. I wanted him to hold me. Hug me. Kiss me.

"Wake up... Just wake up." I whispered, and fell into a deep sleep.

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The sun shown on my cheeks. Bright. Yellow. Golden. It felt like something changed. Like something was different. I awoke on Micah's chest. Nothing looked out of the ordinary until I heard it.

"Good morning Georgeous." And at that moment, I stared at him. A swarm of butterflies unwound in my stomach. Relieved and happy. I held on to him. Hugged him. Breathed him in. Kissed him. And looked into his big, brown eyes. I missed that goofy face of his.

"I thought you...died..." I said in shock and relief.

"Well Princess, there are such things as miracles." He winked at me. What a doofus.

"You're lucky I love you." I said, shaking my head.

"I'm indeed very lucky." He smiled ear to ear. He surrounded me, and I kissed him like I hadn't seen him in ages. He's a jackass, but he's my jackass. The Vampires are gone, and we are now, the better Demon Side.