wings of blood( on hold) SORRY

wings of blood

The rain fell hard that night, every drop sounding like gun fire in my ears. Every day that goes by I find myself missing her, even after they said it would pass. It has been almost two years and I still miss her. My love for Mist will never die, i'll never be able to let her go. Even if she doesent remember me. I know deep down inside she is feeling that longing for me. No human could ever forget the love that we shared. It was my punishment from God. to erase her memories of us. For diso eyi g my so called Lord. So that is how I ended up where I am at, in this old beat down hotel roo.

          This was nothing that I was used to, I hate looking at the old dirty green carpet. White stained walls, half ass kitchen. It's a good thing that I dont eat verry much, that is one thing that never bothered her, she would always let me feed off of her shen ever I was hungray and needed her blood. The verry reason why God made me a fallen angel. Every thing was perfect in Heaven, white wings, pur white hair, I do have to admit I miss it all. Now evil courses through my veins. My wings no longer white but dark black. My hair the same. The only thing that had remained the same were my bright green eyes, and my muscular build.

            My life had turned around into nothing but a depressing mess ever since I lost her. I am forbidden to track her down for my mind will be erased right along with hers. She never deserved this, it osball my fault I sould be the only one tp be punished. How could anyone take tje feeling of love away from someone. She will doe alone just as I will. I can never find another girl I can live with my heart. God could no longer track my down, now thay I ama a fallen.

          My train came around 2:00 am which tocany person was a rediculouse time to get up on a train. I am not like every one, its not that angels cant sleep, we just always have to be on alert for danger. No matter where I am I always see someone who needs an angel but more and more are being casted down from heaven and sent straight to Hell. I never really had the time to actually look around and see everything that goes on around me, but being here on this train had made me sit and take everything in.

          Morning would not come for a few more hours, and I have my own privet booth. I decided to take a few hours to rest. I have no clue what I was going to do when I see her, I know she will not know who I am right away, it will take some time for her to come around. I needed to go to my inner self for some answers, so sleep was my only option.

          when I woke it was dark, and there was a slip under the door.   

          Dear resident in room 14

It has been your second day here and your payment is due, we did not feel it right to wake you for it was late when you had arrived at 2:00 am. We will be expecting your payment for are service at noon.

                              with all respect , the crew.

I guess I had forgotten to leave money out for them. I looked at my watch , It was only 5:30. I guess everyone is an early bird here on this train. I put the money I owe in the box and made my way to the food court. The food here was not all that great. This whole train was depressing. From the old dark brown walls to the dirty dark blue carpet, and the rippedred leather seats. I just cant wait to get off this train and find Mist.

          Days had gone by and I am just getting close to the place wjere the last time I saw hwe was, London at her moms house. I dont know whether she will be here or not it has been about two years since I seen her around. The train came to a stop and I made my way through town to her house. If she was not here there should be something around to track where she is at now. I am not in Gods controll now there is nothing more he can do to me but send me to Hell.

          Her house came up on the left, it was still thay soft dark red with pur white roof and trim. I could almost still smell the apple pie sje always had in her kitchen window. The grass was still as green as always no matter what the weather is. It felt so nice to just be at jer house even if she did not live here, It still gives me a piece of mind. 

          I walked up to the door amd knocked a few times.

"can I help you" It was her. I would never forget thoes soft brown eyes, or her short sholder length blond hair. I loved it she looked like a little fairy with her ears pointed out some.

"Im leim"

"Is there any thing that I can do for you"

"You dont remember me?"

"im sorry, no I dont"

"Oh oka....." I was so sad when she had told me this.

"Id like to get to know you"

          This is when Hell started not only for me but for the both of us.