Broken Wings

Chapter 8-Edited

Sirens POV

I groaned loudly waking up to pounding in my head. Jesus what the hell happened? The last thing I remember is getting to my hotel before my gig at the bar.

Glancing up, I realized I am in my room back home. Confused and shocked, I sat up straight quickly all of a sudden wondering why the hell I am in my room of all places.

"Si?" I heard my father's voice through the other side of my door. I cringed at his soft broken voice. For a second, I contemplated if I should say fuck it and pretend, I was still asleep or worse, send him away.

"Come in" I responded, not excited at all to get the talk I was bound to receive.

He came in slowly and quietly, not once did he stop glaring. I cast my eyes down feeling horrible suddenly. He took his time walking into my room and sitting down in the chair besides my bed.

"Do you know where you were and what happened last night?" My dad asked with a blank face.

"I was going to a club in Arizona, but I don't remember anything after leaving my hotel." I said quietly looking down at my hands. I could practically feel his anger radiating off his skin.

"You can't do that, Siren. You cannot just go off whenever you feel like it. You're only a child. I get your hur-"

"Don't you dare say you get it. You don't know what it's like, what it was like to lose her-" I gasped when my father stood angrily out of his chair and it flew backward causing me to jump a little, out of surprise more than fear.

"God damn it, will you just quit being so damn selfish! I lost her too! Don't tell me what it's like. I loved her and I still do. She was my first everything and I would've given anything for her. Don't you get it? You're not alone, all of us, on some level are suffering the same kind of pain as you are. Cause believe it or not everyone in this family felt love for that woman. You left and went missing for hours, what did you think I was feeling?" He yelled at me. I stood up, feeling like I cannot deal with this drama.

"Quit acting like you know what I'm feeling, because you don't. Maybe you think you do, but you don't know what it's like. At least, not for me. You may have lost the love of your life, but I lost my mother. You didn't know her your entire life, she didn't give birth to you. So, you'll never understand, just like I couldn't possibly understand your version of pain either." I said softly, understanding his anger but also knowing that things were not just how he saw them, before leaving the room.

Sadly, I traded one crowded feeling room for another. In the living room I was greeted by Del, my grandpa, Tank, His brother and a baby in his arms. Without a few seconds to spare I was surrounded by them, well everyone except Tank.

I got an array of are you oks and where were you and I'm glad your home from everyone. But really, I just wanted to hear those words from Tank.

The way his eyes followed my slow movements as he came closer set a fire in me that I've never felt before, not with my first love or anyone else for that matter. Everything about him was new. He grabbed me suddenly catching me off guard, but only because he thinking how I was.

I tilted my head and my faced contorted in confusion as a flash of a moment passed by. A memory. The first one I've had since last night. One that made me wonder what really did happen.

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(the song human is from Bebe Rexha)

"I just wanna be human" I sang softly to myself, strumming the strings from one of the many guitars the club owns.

"hmm Human" I mumbled; writing done the lyrics in my song book. I kept thinking about that memory and what my dad said and how worried people were, so I decided to put it into music.

"i wanna live i wanna love i wanna...hmm touch" I sang softly, humming between words, trying to make the words appeal to the melody and make sense at the same time

"i wanna be human, oh, hmm, phones in our faces still waiting for that next high notification" ended it in a whisper, writing those words in my book, finishing it.

"That's really pretty" I closed my eyes when I hear his almost melodic voice from behind me. God, he drove my mind and body crazy, in a way no one ever has before. Azrael couldn't have been too far behind me because his voice was so clear, so bold.

"Thank you" I replied softly, turning to face him. Turns out I was right I'm only a few feet away from him.

"Well, I came to let you know I'll be going away for a few days and I think you should come with me." He said after a few moments of silence. I tilted my head, wondering why he would want me to come. He seemed angry and really stand offish this morning, I wonder why the sudden change in heart.

"Just us?" I asked, sounding more hopeful then I meant to lead on. And the smile on his face told me he heard it too.

"Nah, my brother and his baby girl as well. I gotta take care of some business while we're up there and your father doesn't want you to be left alone." I frowned at his words.

"You mean he wants me to have a babysitter" I said feeling frustrated. I didn't need a god damned babysitter; how many times did I have to say that.

"Doesn't matter, stop acting like a child and maybe your dad wouldn't treat you like one" He said sounding like he was getting just as frustrated as I was now.

"I'm acting like a child? your acting all standoffish because of some stupid trip I took" I threw back at him angrily.

"The trip in which you told nobody about, went by yourself on and got so drunk you can even remember what you did. So, tell me Siren how that is anything but childish." He fired back, really pissing me off this time.

Oh, dear lord, I don't know why I said it, so please don't ask. All I know is I regretted it instantly when it came back to bite my ass.

"I remember everything actually"

"Oh ya? Then tell me" Tank asked, smirking like he knew it was a lie before it even left my mouth.

"What" I asked in disbelief that I must explain myself.

"So, what you're saying is you remember me doing this" I realized suddenly I was stuck, pinned more like it, between him in the wall. A gasp burst through my mouth at the contact.

He pressed his body to mine, making my body stay pinned in place to the wall.

"Or this" He whispered in my ear as his lips brushed my neck. My cheeks burned hot and my eyes widened.

Azrael made my skin sizzle the second his lips touched my skin.

"Or how about this" He said so quietly I almost didn't catch it as he put my hand on his muscled stomach. Oh, dear lord. With every movement I remember more and more. The room became hot out of nowhere. I started feeling frustrated, this is all too much.

"But I uh..." I stuttered not being able to finish my words.

"Do you even remember making the first move by doing this?" His lips met mine in the softest, slowest kiss I'd ever had in my life.

I kissed him the second he came close. I could no longer take the games and the slow pace. I couldn't take the heat I felt or the need to be with him. I was giving in fully and I loved every bit of it. The kiss wasn't kind nor mean it was fast, passionate and convinced me I'd never get enough.

Oh boy, did I remember it, I thought as his lips moved with mine.

And just like that it was like it never happened.

He pulled away from me completely and turned fully around before I even had the chance to open my eyes.

"Don't ever lie to me, Siren, I know more than you think." Tank said with his back to me, emotion evident in his tone, the guilt burning me. Before I had the chance to apologize, he left the room leaving me to wonder what just happened.

Needing the frustration and want to calm down, I grabbed my gym back I brought along and head to the bathroom and change. Quickly I threw on my sports bra and water shorts, hoping to hit up the lake after my run through the forest.

Putting my headphones in, I quickly left to the start of my long run to the lake.