My Fallen Angel

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Andy POV

I saw the gap close behind me. I screamed as my skin began to burn. I felt the pain but when I looked at my skin, it seemed perfectly fine. Maybe its that way because I am dead and I technically have no skin. I guess.

I got bored when I wouldn't stop falling. As soon as I got used to the heat, I hit rock bottom. The floor was searing hot, but I couldn't bring myself to care as I remembered Ashley. How he must be feeling. How disappointed he would be if he knew I ended up here.

A wrenching pain in my left wing made me lose all train of thought. As I looked to my wing, I could see someone tearing the feathers off. As the man pulled the feathers, they grew back and I could see that this pissed the man off. He finally gave up with my wings after an hour or two. The man stood me up and I finally got a better look of my surroundings. Red, blood red, was the color of the cave. Nobody was around except for one other man. He was exceptionally handsome but not as handsome as Ashley. He wore tight jeans but no shirt. He had red hair and a black devil tail. He had red cat like eyes. He was about the same height as me, maybe an inch taller. I realized that the man,who was taking my feathers, was nowhere in sight.

I was alone.

With the devil.

SORRY it sooooo short...

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