We Are The Fallen Angels [Complete]

Chapter 16

"Nikki!"

"Nikki wake up dammit!"

My head felt fuzzy, like when your tv loses signal and the snow takes it over.

I barely managed to open the heavy weight that was my eyelids to see Devan kneeled down in front of me.

I took in my surroundings. I was laying on a cold cement floor, a small, dingy light hung above us, giving us hardly even enough light to see.

I tried to sit up only to be smacked in the head with what felt like a metal beam. I winced and shook it off.

Wait.

We were in a jail.

Well shit.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked.

"No idea. Last thing I remember, I was eating a cheeseburger. Next thing I know I wake up here and the rest of you are out cold."

"What about the others? Are they ok?"

"Albina still hasn't woken up and Ethan has been in and out the entire time. He'll be up for a minute and the next thing I know he's passed out again. Whatever that old hag gave us really messed with his system, he already puked like three times!"

"Fuck. I knew we shouldn't have stopped for food. The guys warned me to be careful, that F.E.A.R is everywhere, even where I least expect it. Mother was right, I can't ever do anything right." I hated feeling like this. Feeling sorry for myself was something I absolutely despised. But I couldn't help it, the tears flowed freely down my cheeks just as the words did from my mouth.

"Hey, this shit is not your fault. You know that. You know not to take anything that bitch says. She may have been your mother, but that doesn't mean you have to listen to her." Devan enveloped me in his arms. It felt so nice to be back into the embrace of someone who had given me comfort and taken care of me for so long.

Bleh, cough cough!

"Hey Nikki's up!" Ethan woke up from his sick slumber, puking his guts out.

"Ethan! Fuck are you ok?" I ran over and kneeled next to him, trying to ignore the horrid smell of his bile.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." His eyes drooped shut again and his head collapsed onto my leg.

"Don't worry about him," Devan sat down next to me as I stroked my fingers through Ethan's hair. "He's been doing that since I woke up."

"I'm still worried about him though." The blonde on my lap was completely out cold.

"Hey!"

A girl whom I could only describe as plain Jane snuck up to our cell. Her outfit was the definition of modest, a plain skirt hung down to her ankles and a long sleeve left absolutely no skin showing.

Well like, she had skin but....oh fuck it you know what I mean.

"Come, we must hurry before the Master catches us."

"Who are you? Why-" I froze. I felt my bond spark.

This girl.

She was one of us. A fallen.