chapter 13

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     Thats when I realized I  was dreaming the whole time. It felt so real. What could have triggered this?
     Then it hit me. I usually experience a dream involving mom and dad when something in my life gives me stress. Micheal. Micheal is the reason thus is happening, but I cant convince myself to confront him about it. What will he do? I cant trust Alex, Nor can I trust Hunter, so what about Michael? Hes my last hope. And I need him. Right now. He was always on my mind; is always on my mind. He is everything and anything I could ever wish for, but he might not think of me the same. I want to be his lover, and he wants to be my best friend. I guess that is why they call him a crush, because you feel crushed if they don't like you back. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder, and when I turn around his lips crash into mine. Its Michael, my hero. Suddenly all of that ends, when I see hunter at the pretzel stand staring at us. "I thought you loved me," Hunter mumbled. "Not anymore," I replied with a glare.

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