Andy POV
I fell through the clouds. Why? Was I not supposed to get up?
This is so confusing, its making my head hurt. I know I am dead so I don't stress about falling. But their is only one reason people fall. That is what I was worrying about. Not the fact that my face will go into pavement anytime soon, but the thought of going to hell. I hope people at least talk to me there but I highly doubt it. I don't want to relive that awkwardness again.
As I fall something begins to burn.
Wings.
I have wings! When did I get them? Probably in that light ball, but wouldn't I have noticed them? Well I was sitting instead of standing.
As I fall, they turn from white and gold to a very,very dark black. Blacker than any pair of wings that I seen in Heaven.
I was becoming fallen and I wasn't even there for more than an hour at least.
As I become closer to the asphalt, I can see the ground opening up. Great. Just great.
I am evil I know I am sooooo sorry. Don't kill me but everything is going to come together and it will be better you see.
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My Fallen Angel
FanfictionA BVB Fanfic; Andley The tour bus had a wreck and Andy died. But will death keep Andy from his true love,Ashley, or are they to never see each other again?
