Fallen Angel

Chapter 34

ELLA

I stared at the two piles of ash in front of me, not even processing yet what had happened.

All I knew was that neither Christian nor Andre were standing in front of me no more.

I felt a couple raindrops fall down from the sky and I shuddered as a cold breeze blew over me.

I saw how the wind picked up the ash from the ground, throwing it around in the air.

That's when it all fell on me.

Christian was gone.

Along with Andre.

My boyfriend, who I love more than anything in this world, was gone.

Rain started pouring down from the sky, harder than before, making the last of the ash that was on the ground, disappear.

I felt my eyes sting as tears streamed down my face.

Christian couldn't be gone.

He couldn't be.

This couldn't be happening, not now that he has his mission done and he managed to get rid of Andre.

Not now that everything was finally falling in place.

Now that things were finally getting better. I mean, we could have finally been together without anything holding us back.

But, now that this happened, this may never happen.

I mean, I'll probably never see him again.

A strangled sob escaped my lips as it all began to dawn on me.

Christian, the love of my life, was gone, for good, I think.

I just saw my own boyfriend burn to ashes in front of me.

He died protecting me.

He died saving me.

Well, if it could be considered dying as he was a Fallen Angel...But, nevertheless, I lost the person that meant the most to me.

I lost Christian, and now that it happened, I don't know what to do.

Suddenly, I felt something in my hand.

It felt soft.

I opened my hand, curious to see what was there.

As I saw it, I gasped, shocked.

It was a black feather.

Christian's feather.

I don't know how it got there, but it was there.

I whimpered as I continued to stare at it.

Tears poured down my face along with the rain.

I was already soaked, but I didn't care.

I couldn't do nothing but stare at the black feather in my hand, the only thing I had left of Christian, along with all the pictures I had.

I sniffled and brought the feather up to my lips, letting it brush against my lips.

I sniffled, thinking of how Christian was here just a few minutes ago.

And now?

Now, he was nowhere to be seen or even heard.

He, Christian Hale, my Fallen Angel, was gone.

*Flashback*

Christian's arms were tightly wrapped around my waist, keeping me close to him.