want and ignorance: a short story
This place, it's full of many, many wondrous things. My name is Eliza, I'm an angel, I was born into the heavens and I've lived here ever since. I'm currently on earth searching for a lost soul, sometimes when a human dies their soul gets lost which causes angels and demons to fight for them. I blew a piece of my purple hair out of my face. This is the place that my father created, it was indeed beautiful but so corrupted.
I walked around in my human form, I missed my wings. Even though multiple angels are looking for the lost soul, I really didn't bother trying to go looking for it. Suddenly I was pushed into an alley, forcing me out of my thoughts.
"How's my beautiful angel," said Kyle. I growled slightly at him. Some angels and demons can be friends. For them to love each other that's another thing. It's more complicated, more terrifying.
"Shut up." I replied trying to break free from his grip. He chuckled and moved a piece of my purple hair out of my face. I stared at him. He then caressed my cheek as if I were a porcelain doll. A smirk formed on his face showing he was enjoying this.
"You know, I love seeing you struggle." He said while pushing me more against the wall that was behind me. He then continued, "It shows you have a little fight still in you, after all the wars you've been in."
I stared into his pink eyes. Why is he bothering me? I want to know. That's when he squeezed my wrists tight, causing my wings to come out. He smirked, he still knows my pressure spot in order to make my wings come out forcefully.
His wings...looked burnt, wilted to ash, but they still looked like wings. They weren't like his others. His other wings were full of life. These are just tragic.
"Let me go." I said strictly. I looked out the alley, no one can see us luckily.
"And what if I don't?" He said with a chuckle. His face got close to mine, then he continued to speak, "you know...I've always loved you."
Kyle then pulled my body close to his. Our lips were so close to each other. He tilted his head, I felt my cheeks burn. He touched my wings, his touch was surprisingly delicate.
"Do you miss yours?" I asked quietly. He looked so vulnerable. Like his guard was down. He missed his wings...I knew he wanted the ones he had before. He only lost his wings because he was ignorant and got banished from heaven.
"They look beautiful on you..." He said quietly. Before he became a demon, he was my closet friend...that's how I knew him. His want and ignorance got the best of him...and now our friendship has become this.
"Kyle..." I started but he interrupted me with a kiss. His desires show...now that he's a demon. His love for me has grown.
"You will forever be my angel...just know, that I'll always pester you." He said before walking off and turning into his human form.
I stood there, I felt like I was frozen in time. I touched my lips when I looked to where Kyle disappeared. I turned into my human form and started to run.
Want and ignorance are deadly sins but everyone feels them. Mine, of course, took advantage of me. All I wanted right now wasn't that lost soul, I wanted Kyle.
"KYLE!" I yelled.
Fin
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