Luanna's POV
"Great, look what you did! The only person who took us for who we are now left us. Now what do we do?"
"What? Are you admitting you like him?"
"No!" I snapped. He was so hard to talk to about anything.
"Then what? You were the one who wanted to get away"
"I felt like there was something wrong here. A human with one like me. I didn't want to get hime involved in all of this. I now want to belong somewhere. You got that in your little brain?!" I paused to close my eyes angerly, tighting my grip on the knife. "Now, I know this may sound weird, but the only thing that I ever wanted was to breakaway from that hell that we-I used to live in. I thought you would support me. But NO! You didn't. YOU never fought back, and told me right for wrong. YOU never told me what I could do, that was good. YOU never told me to be who I wanted to be. YOU TOLD ME THAT I HAD TO BE A BLOOD THIRSTY KILLER WHO KILLED DEMONS SO THAT YOU DID NOT HAVE TO!!!" I ended up screaming, then turned around. I did't want to see his craapy face again. I dropped the knife on the ground, hearing the clinking sound. Alex didn't say a word~heh, like I expected him to. He never fought back.
...So much of him being my 'good' 'role-model' brother. I don't even know why I envied him.
"I don't know about you,"I said, in a low, defiled, staight tone, "But I want to live. I want to be happy, and I think he is the only one who can change me, and lead me to the light that is on the other side of this bridge that is swaying in the wind. I no longer want to be in the dark where I now am standing, right next to you. Maybe it's time we split up, and go our own ways. I know you want to go back, because we had everything there. But I want to stay. I do not want to have the same unachieveable goal. I am sorry, but I am leaving now. If you want to come, then come. But I am no longer putting up with your jelousy of me being with Zero. Good-bye. And fare-well. The next time we meet, we may be enmies, and one may end up dead. I hope you have a happy life, and I hope one day that I may come to be the one who kills you, for all the things that you have taught me that were wrong." I bowed my head, and almost felt a tear role down my face. Almost. But I could not cry.
I left my knife where it lay, and ran off to find Zero. I did not fly.
I just hoped Alex made the right desision in the end.
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Those With Wings
Teen Fiction***EDITING IN PROCESS WEAR A HARDHAT AND PROTECTIVE EYEWEAR*** Luanna and Alex are two teenage 'Angels' who were enslaved in a kingdom high up in the sky. They are the last of their type--those with wings. Zero is your typical teenage boy; a nobody...
