Innocent Minds... boyxboy

War of The Roses

WAR OF THE ROSES

Dyre's POV

A white rose flutters from nowhere. I felt it's delicious softness brush against my skin. So addicting... so beautiful... I love it.

It reminds me of somebody...

Somebody sweet...

Somebody addicting...

Somebody... delicious...

" Now I see very well... Why my son would do anything for you...", he voice was calm. But it was scary as hell.

OF COURSE! HE IS FROM HELL! GENIUS!

I growled. I couldn't move. Nothing! It feels warm here and so dark.. Shouldn't I be in flames?

" No. ", he firmly said, " You are simply under God's grace... You still do not belong to the human world. And until then, you are untouchable.. "

I gulped. So if I wasn't? He'd kill me?

He chuckled darkly. I could feel the whole place rumble at his voice.

" Why wouldn't I? "

Great... my boyfriend's psychopathic dad wants me dead and dead for good. Yey me!

Bummer...

" You seem oddly sarcastic."

I rolled my eyes.

Well fvck! I've got nothing left to lose! This son of a bītch!

" Actually no..."

I shuddered lightly. His voice is so... haunting. Dear me! He's piercing with just his voice!

Lights then appeared.

I can see Heather...

He was holding a body of a kid.

" There there little angel... close your eyes.", he cooed.

He was holding a brown haired girl. She looked Asian with tan skin and big brown eyes.

She looked innocent. Way too innocent.

He carried her body which was badly bruised and cut. I could see that she was wearing her black clothes and eyeliner rimmed her eyes. She looked Gothic. But it didn't made any changes to her baby face...

What's happening?

Heather took something from the girls hands.

It was shiny...

It was...

A blade...

He dropped it with a ting! and I gasped.

Her wrists were deeply cut and blood dripped from it nonstop.

This girl.. she needs help..

She needs serious help. Where was her angel?

My blood ran cold when I felt his presence behind me. He had a cocky smirk.

" You see child..", his eyes glinted evilly, they were like daggers... sharp... beautiful... deadly.. ," those are the deprived ones.. the innocents. Those who were forgotten.. Little half blood angels who felt like.. they were alone. So this happens..."