Aria! Aria! The words of my name repeating in my head thinking that I should open my eyes, but I cant bare to the fact I am afraid. Knowing my father kills innocent lives for the joy of hurting others. Its worse than the people that kid nap teenagers, and kids to sell to creeps in China!
I am aware of what you’ve done No, No more sorrow! I’ve paid for your mistakes! Your time is borrowed! You have to pay for my life you’ve taken!
I open my eyes to the sound of everyone screaming my name.
“Where am I? What happened?”
Leah replies
“ Elizabeth and I found you lying on this gigantic rock like 6 miles away, you disappeared while everyone was sleeping. You slept walked I guess, all the way over here, and you looked human, not like an angel.”
“Leah! I thought you were against helping me! Espically Elizabeth!”
“you brought us to life! Real actual life, not trapped in this white town! We actually see color! And I could never repay you for that” Leah said to me.
“Yeah well I could bring us here. I mean, it was probably Aria. Not you, you’re a pathetic new loser, and you cant do anything!” Elizabeth said to me still not realizing I was Aria.
“Umm, you don’t know who I am do you?” I said with a normal tone, but with a look on my face that brought the attitude.
“Why would I care, aren‘t you just some stupid new born perfectly rich white angel? Who doesn‘t give a crap about any living soul other than your self? Yep I know you!”
“Actually I am Aria Elizabeth James. You should basically just bow down to me now, but I wouldn’t do that, cause I’m NOT self centered, I actually care about people and their lives! So just get the hell out of here, and go burn in hell, you don’t disserve the pleasure of earth!” as I said that I felt guilty and immediately said sorry.
I felt the tip of my head, after noticing the throbbing pain, and realized there was a huge bump. I looked at my hand after feeling the bump, and notice blood. I try not to freak out in the time of thinking that I am being pushed away from heaven, I am losing all my power as an angel to do this, which means I am getting closer and closer to the killing of my father and recognized I am not going to be able to make it to my father this way. There is only one way, and that way is what is going to happen.
“Everyone! Stop!” All the angels that are exploring, and don’t think its important enough to stop where I have to scream “STOP OR YOU DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” everyone dropped their things and looked. “Look, I don’t know a lot of things right now, I can’t find my dad, and he is the only thing that can reconnect me with my mom, and for all I know he could be the devil, or a white angel, but I DON’T KNOW! And I need every ones help! If I ask for him all that will happen is I’ll get screwed over again! But he will come if we make him come, we have to make something terrible, and in order to do so, someone has to die, but I wont let you go to hell! There will be a fight if there has to be, but no one will come out hurt at all, or in hell, we’ll go right back to City of Angels. Well you will, I’ll be where ever my mom is. I miss her.. I wish that the stupid devil would give me my mom back! I didn’t do anything!” collapsed to my knees and broke down crying. “I miss her, I need her!”
“I’ll help” Elizabeth spoke up “I’m sorry for being so mean, I thought you got sent here from the devil, cause you just didn’t seem normal. But I am sorry, truly sorry! I will help, even if it does mean I have to die. Because that’s the kind of person I am.” she game me a suspiciously sweet smile and we go on.
Working harder and harder, day after day, more people join in, with fear striking over their shoulders, though I have a strange feeling of excitement.
I just cant get off how weird our system works, how it is impossible to die as an angel, but if I die, I’ll just go back to earth, that’s how humans souls are created, a dead angel. And when an angel cries, it makes an unfair to any humans death, to someone who didn’t deserve it. Angels actually don’t look over humans, their actually threats, we are worse than demons, but we are the souls, and life itself bows down to us white angels.
Either way, I still have a fear creeping over my life, but I wish that I can succeed this battle.
