Freedom Without Wings

1.6: Fall From Grace With Me

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Kyleigh's Point Of View

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"Sammy."  I say her name again, grabbing her cheek.  I pull her in for a kiss, I felt a knife on my neck.  "Wh-What are you doing?"

"You left me in Hell.  200 years, and you expect me to kiss you again?  Did you try to save me?" She stares at me with her black scleras.  "I tried, I tried everything.  I did, I swear." I say, tears falling down my cheeks.

"Kyleigh," Tabris says, touching my shoulder.  "It's not her."

I turn to the fallen Angel, "You can't tell me that.  It's her.  It's her."  I lied to myself.  It was a Demon..  I knew that.  But it was a beautiful Demon.  It was still her to me.  Her soul was twisted, broken as well.  Her soul was.. not truly hers.

I looked at the face of Sam, the monster in front of me.  "I should kill you.  I have to, but..  But I don't want to..  I can't." I cry in the face of my angel.  "Please.. Tell me.  You're still you right?" I ask my love.

"I'm sorry, Kyleigh.  The old me is dead.  The one you left for dead, this one isn't weak.  Or someone anyone can pick fights with.  I'm the Queen of Hell, Kyleigh!  The Queen!" Sam smiles at me. "I've worked too damn hard to be your 'angel' again!  It's clear as the damn blue sky that I wasn't the angel, you were.  You stopped me from fighting every damn time, I would've fought your parents, your sister, all the assholes at school, everyone.."

"Sam..." I whisper, I want the girl I love back.  The Demon Queen wasn't her.  The Demon Queen didn't equate to Sam.

Tabris spoke up, "Dammit!  Demons are monsters, monsters lie!  You told yourself that so many times, are you just gonna stop that because of Sam being a de-"  "Yes!" I looked at the fallen Angel.  I grab her and touched her forehead, knocking her unconcious.  Her body drops to the floor.  I get into my car, leaving the unconcious body on the floor.  Sam teleports into my car, as began to drive.

There was an awkward silence between the two of us.  I stopped at a motel nearby.  I parked the car.

I look to Sam, "Sammy, please be you, I don't want the Queen of Hell.  I want my angel back.  I want all the old Sammy who'd feel a thing.  Remember the days we had together?"

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4 Years Ago

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"Sam," I smile at the girl who's been there for me, high and low.

"What is it, Kyleigh?"  She looks up at me from her book, I was standing in a white flower dress.  I held a ukulele with lacey designs on it, the one Sam had gotten me for my 14th birthday.  It was her birthday now.  I began playing the first couple chords of the song that I felt it connected us.

Sam burned up red, she was smiling wide.  "You cheesey-"

"Yeah, I know I'm a cheesey little floof."  I repeat with a smile.

"Yes, yes, you are."

"I have got a question.  It might seem strange."

"How are your lungs?" Sam had sung, "Are they in pain?"

"'Cause mine are aching, think I know why." I smiled, with the girl I loved, walking down her stairs.

"I kinda like it though, you wanna try?"

"Would you be so kind as to fall in love with me, you see, I'm trying, I know you know"

"I like you, but that's not enough, so if you will fall in love with me."

I hug Sam, and nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck.  "I love you, you angel." Sam tells me.  "Right back at you, Satan." I sarcastically say.

"You've been calling me Satan for a year, Kyleigh.  Isn't this getting kinda old?"

"You're still calling me angel right?" I smile at Sam.

I look up at her brown eyes that I could easily get lost in, strange..  I seemed to get lost in the woods of her eyes so easily and so often, she makes a second feel like a wonderful eternity.  The height gap between the two of us wasn't much, she was 5'3 and I was barely 5'.  I said to her, "Your eyes are really pretty."

"You've said this so many times."

"That's because it's the truth."

"We h-"

"I have hazel Sammy.  Hazel."

"I know, I just love seeing you be so adorable."

"Shut up, I'm not adorable.  I'm a dinosaur, fear me." I put my head in her shoulder.

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Present

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"You remember that day, right?"

"I do," Sam says, avoiding eye contact with me.  "Kyleigh, I'm stronger and can protect you from anything!"

"I want the girl who'd love to be a shy rockstar and would play music with me.  Please Sammy.. I don't, I... I just want you to be you.  I don't need protection, or help or.. or anything the Queen of Hell can offer me.  I just want you to be there, so I can be me again.." I say, tears run down my face again, my face heating up.

Sam looks into my eyes, she kisses my cheek and whispers five words that shocked me.

"Fall from grace with me."