My Fallen Angel

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Andy POV

"Hello Andy." The man said in a tone that,if not under this circumstances, would have been comforting. After I didn't answer he started up again.

"I take it that you know who I am?" He asked in a matter of fact voice. I just nod in response, my throat picking the perfect time to aware me that it is dry.

"Good" was all the devil said before he held my throat in his hand. As I dangled, I found that I didn't have a need for air. My eyes widen in fear as he bends his arm in a throwing position.

I was correct. He threw me into the wall behind him. Before I had the chance to get up, he walked over to me, picked me up and threw me against another wall. I could feel that my left wing was broken. It was only a matter of time before my left one is broken as well.

As he repeated this action several times, all I could think about was how I will go back to Ashley and away from this wretched place.

After a while he finally stopped and put me in some type of cell. If it wasn't for a little torch that was placed outside of the cell door, it would have been pitch black in there.

I just sat in silence with my own thoughts thinking on a way to go back to my love.

Don't hurt me please!!!
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