Fallen Angel

Chapter 19

ELLA

"Then, I'll just go. You won't hear from me ever again. Goodbye, Ella. See you in hell."

Christian's words still rang through my ears, even though it had already been five days since he said them.

I had been miserable all week.

I had gone to school, but other than that, I had just stayed in my room.

Now, it was Saturday, and I was sitting in my room, staring blankly at the wall.

I was exhausted and I had a horrid headache because I haven't been getting much sleep during the past five days.

My parents have been knocking on my room door all day, but I had just told them to go away.

I want to be alone and at the same time, I don't.

But the thing is, the only person I want to be near to is Christian.

And he isn't here.

I sniffles and looked out of the window.

The sky was clouded and it looked like it was about to pour rain. Such a depressive weather.

Just like me.

I've never felt so alone after Christian left.

Like a piece of me is missing.

And the most hurtful part about this is that I made him leave.

I didn't think of how my thoughts would affect him. I didn't even try to control my thoughts, and that's the most awful part. I should have remembered to control my thoughts whenever I'm around Christian. But, it's hard for me to control my thoughts, just like any other human.

And in my defense, I must say that I was hurt deeply in that moment.

The way Christian told me if I wouldn't be such a fucking bitch, he would've maybe helped me on the project.

It would be a lie if I'd say that it didn't hurt me.

Because it did.

But, I also know that my thoughts hurt Christian because I basically told him to go back to where he came from like he never meant anything to me.

But, that would be a lie again.

Because now, I see that Christian has in such a short time become everything to me.

He's become the one guy I've actually fallen this fast and hard for.

I had fallen for a Fallen Angel.

The one guy that I genuinely love, the one I need in my life.

It's ironic how I realized that after he left.

Now, there's not really that much I can do about it.

And that fact kills me.

I held the black feather against the back of my hand, drawing small shapes with it.

It was Christian's feather.

We talked about this the day the cafeteria incident happened. When we went over to my house, he had seen the feather.

That day, he had told me more about himself.

I sighed as the flashback entered my mind, causing tears to fill my eyes.

I miss Christian.

So much.

*Flashback*