BROKEN ANGEL

CHAPTER ONE - DEMONS

"When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It's where my demons hide "

The large room, decorated almost entirely with posters of a Rockstar had two young friends, so close that looked like twin sisters, although they had no blood ties that unite them, and their personalities were opposite of each other. Angela Moore and Melissa Bittencourt were childhood friends, and while one had the personality of an angel, the other seemed to deal with something bad.

The pink-painted walls, allied with the delicate white furnishings, and all the feminine ornaments scattered about the room could provoke nausea to Lissa if it doesn't form the perfect environment for her best and only friend. Yes, the overdose of gentleness and femininity shows that room was almost an extension of Ang's kind and passionate personality.

However, Lisa seemed out of place, visually. The dark clothes that she wore to wear, her black hair and emerald eyes lined with eyeliner made her appear inadequate for such sweet and familiar environment, just as she liked to be seen.

Arranging the sleeves of her leather jacket and making it cover her hands, she stopped in front of a life-size image of Gabriel Voss, the Rockstar by whom her best friend was fascinated. Lissa thought it a bit exaggerated and scary. She had no idol, it was true, but she believed that if she had it, she shouldn't surround himself with images of a person and live sighing for it, without even knowing him at all.

"Do we really have to see this crap again?" Her white fingers lightly touched the singer's unchanging face. That silly grin irritated her deeply.

Angela looked up from the notebook on her lap and started to play the show of your favorite singer on TV, she smiled slightly and launched an angry look to her best friend.

"Do not hit him!" Ang's always gentle voice belied the seriousness with which she intended to speak.

With a sigh, Melissa turned her back to the pathetic play of Gabe Voss and threw herself into an armchair. As her friend was too busy, taking care of the online page dedicated to her idol, Lissa took her time poking the black enamel on her small nails.

"Oh ..." Angela sighed sadly.

"What?" Lissa hurried to her side. The green eyes focused on the fansite open on the PC screen.

"Gabe leaves the city today..."

"Ang, I even knew that. You don't talk about anything else since he came here to this blessed photoshoot. In some moment, he would have to leave."

"Some fans are going to the airport to try to see him..." Angela purposefully ignored her friend's comment. "I wish to be there."

The way the last sentence was spoked made Lissa sit next to her friend and take her hand.

"Let's go..."

Angela smiled without excitement and shrugged.

"You know I can not."

"Why not? You look better today..."

Angela smiled and tried to push Lissa into a hug.

"Oh, really?" She said with a surprising good humor to someone in her situation. "My dark circles are even more pronounced today..."

"A little makeup and that's it. You know how good I am at this ...

"I do not have a handkerchief that makes me look like a rocker ..." Angela smiled and took one of her hands to the large lilac handkerchief that covered her shaved head.