Angel Kisses

10. Broken Wings

About three hours later, the two mousy girls who had first rescued me from the famo prison burst through the doors of the kitchen breathing heavily. The both frantically scanned the room. At the same moment both their eyes locked on to me and they let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness," the blonde breathed out,"we thought we'd lost you."

"Yeah, we would have gotten in big trouble with the master."

Heidi stepped into the conversation."She has been here all morning because we did what you failed to and actually fed the girl." She scolded them and you could see them turn bashful under her demanding gaze."have you even told her your names?"

The two girls looked at each other and gasped."We haven't," said the brown haired one,"I'm Jane and this is mary, we're your maids."

Mary nodded her head enthusiastically and then leaned over to whisper something into Jane's ear.

"Oh yes, we need to get you ready!" Jane exclaimed in response to the blonde girls whispered words.

Each one grabbed my arms and they dragged me from the room thanking Mizz Heidi and monsieur Hugo on the way out.

They brought me back to my luxurious room. Instead of getting my actual clothes like I thought they would, they simply tied my hair into a messy pony tale, slipped gold cuffs around my wrists, gold ankles around my ankles, and a black leather diamond studded collar around my neck. After that they made up my face with smokey eye shadow and a daringly dark shade of lipstick. Then they once again took each of my arms and led me through the hallways. I felt ridiculous with the too short slip and the collar around my neck, but anytime I tried to take the collar off one of the girls would slap my hand and reprimand me. We finally appeared before another set of large, wooden double doors. Right before we entered Jane apologized to me as she clipped a leash onto the collar.

Mary shyly knocked on the door and a low, dark voice called for us to enter. We pushed through the door and I came face to face with my captor whom I had come to despise.

"You" I growled through clenched teeth,"what is the meaning of this nonsense, you will not get away with this someone will come and find me, and you will pay."

He chuckled,"looks like she has a fiery temper to match that hair of hers. Now darling, you are to be my new pet. You will do anything and everything I tell you to and if for some reason you don't you will be punished. And the best thing about this is even if your precious angel family finds out where you are they can do nothing to help you."

I stared at him in shock at the transformation that had taken place. Though he was back to his human form, his once charming smile had twisted into a horrifying sneer and his soft eyes had hardened into daggers as he gauged my reaction. Even with all the crazy events happening I knew one thing for sure, I would never give into this sick psycho.

I held my chin high in defiance,"and who are you to tell me what to do?"

His laugh was dark and evil,"my angel, I'm your worst nightmare yet your very world revolves around me. I am the devil."

I gasped and fell to my knees he smiled at my reaction but I didn't care. It's not possible, how could I have not seen it before. I allowed him to kiss me, I had grown addicted to his touch in a matter of seconds.

I danced with the devil, and there is no going back.

"Now pet, within this realm your magic doesn't work, but your wings do. These lovely ladies right hear are going to take you to get that problem fixed."

He motioned for the girls to take me and they rushed to my side helping me up and out of the room. The steered me through the labyrinth of corridors to a small metal door. They pushed me through following in after me. An older woman who looked to be a doctor stood there and I was led to the hospital bed in the middle of the room.

"Dear, would you open your wings for me?" The woman asked sweetly.

I shook my head, fearing she would cut off my wings. Hours went by with all of the girls trying to convince me to unfurl my wings but I wouldn't. Why give away the last piece of me I have left?

Eventually the big boss himself slammed the door open looking outraged.

"Open your wings!" I once again shook my head no.

I felt it before I realized what happened. My cheek stung with the pain of his hand connecting to my face.

"DO IT" I looked down but did not open my wings.

"Fine, if pain doesn't do it for you, how about this?"

He moved towards me and slowly ran his hands up my bare thighs as he kissed a trail down my neck to my collar bone. He lightly bit down causing me to squeal in surprise and spread my wings. As soon as I realized what had happened I tried to pull my wings back in but it was to late. Each of my wings had been grabbed and were now being locked into place by steel bands. I screamed, kicked, and scratched at anything I could. With all my struggling I was powerless to the scissors as she she snipped my main flight feathers grounding me for at least the next year. They would have to make this an annual gathering to keep my like this. As soon as it was done I collapsed and curled into a ball, crying my heart out. How would I ever escape with broken wings. That is what I considered them, they were now useless for flight and therefore broken.

I was pulled into a pair of strong male arms. As long as they weren't the devil's I didn't care whose arms they were. They carried me back to my room and laid me down into the bed. After tucking the sheets around me everyone left me to sleep, but instead of sleeping I thought.

Thinking can be a very dangerous pass time. I thought up the worst possible scenarios and all of the things I did wrong leading up to this. After a long while I became numb to my own thoughts and accusations, though I still could not sleep

When I finally did drift off to sleep I tossed and turned under the harsh treatment of my nightmares. I dreamed of knives cutting away my wings and of fiery monsters tearing me apart. I never wanted to dream or so much as feel again.