Rejected Angel [ r e - w r i t i n g ] [rough draft]

Chapter 22- I'm Sorry

A/N:

Okay.

QOTD: Divergent or TFIOS?

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*Not yet rewritten

Belle

The sun glares down at me as I sit on my floor. My eyes were bloodshot and I dark bruise like eye bags.

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror.

My usual electric green eyes that were filled with energy were now cold, and dull.

I released my wings, and instead of a pure cream color, they were now, all rumpled and the feathers were falling out.

I touched, it and instead of the usual soft, silky wings, they were rough.

I sighed, and took a shower. No one had bothered me all morning, and I locked my room and just sat on my bed and stared at the wall, occasionally feeling a pang in my chest.

I took a shower and once I finished, I looked at myself in the mirror.

My appearance had not changed.

My eyes were still hard, still cold. My face turned into a blank expression.

"Pull yourself together. This is the last time I'm ever going to get hurt." I say dead panned.

I walk out and wear my usual clothes, and walked downstairs.

Once I hit the kitchen, I see Falco and Alice arguing.

I walk towards the fridge and they spot me.

"Belle!" Alice exclaimed, dances towards me and hugs me.

"Hey Alice" I say and hug her back.

While hugging her I glare at Falco, "Falco." I say, blankly. He wasn't going to hurt me. I was through with love. All it ever did was hurt me.

"Belle, It wasn't what it looked like! She was a-" I cut him off.

"I don't want I to hear your excuses." I snapped "Now, stay away from me." I say, my voice slightly breaking at his hurt expression.

I walk away, and my mind can't help replay the memory.

Again. And again. And again. I shake my head, 'stop it', I tell myself.

I enter my room again, and just lay there, last night's scene replaying and replaying again, while I lay there for 2 hours, when I heard grunts outside.

I ran downstairs and towards the front yard and I see Drake and Falco fighting.

"This is all your fault!" Falco roared.

"How dare you accuse me of something so vile." Drake growled.

"I saw you talking to that blonde headed bitch just now. What did you make her do to me!" He spat and landed a punch on his stomach.

Drake growled and shifted into his Gray wolf that held authority and power.

I had to stop it before things got worse, "Stop it!" I shouted at them, but none of them listened and continued to snap and snarl at each other.

I got in between them and they both jumped above me and continued to argue midair.

Falco slammed Drake to the ground and bit Drake. Oh god. No! No!

"No!" I shrieked and harsh winds started to form and low my hair, and trees side to side.

A blue light came out from me and formed into a light blue bubble surrounding me, Drake, and Falco.

Werewolf blood in a Vampire's system was bad and vampire venom in a werewolf's system was bad.

The blue mist entered both of them and I felt myself getting light headed and my eyes started dropping, dots appeared in my vision, but I could still see the blue force turn into most and enter both Drake and Falco.

Darkness started consuming me, and as Drake and Falco fell to the ground completely fine.

"I'm Sorry." I said and fell into darkness as I felt a bubble of peace surround me and lift me of my feet, numbing me, and darkness finally took over

Falco

I walked outside, feeling depressed. I had hurt my mate. I had hurt the one girl I fell for.

As I reached the front yard, I saw Drake talking to a blonde vampire, she was the one who kissed me last night!

"Good job, last night. Thanks." Drake whispered and I growled. He set me up!

"How dare you!" I roared, and punched him square in the jaw.

He growled, his eyes turning into pits of black, "What did I do?!"

"You set me up!" I snarled "This is all your fault!" And continued to stomp toward him.

"How dare you accuse me of something so vile!" Drake growled and I punched him in the stomach sending him flying back and he shifted into his gray wolf.

"Stop it!" I hear someone shout but I was too mad to even look at who the voice was coming from.

We fought, and I saw someone get in our way so I jumped ad we fought mid air till I slammed him to the ground and without thinking, I bit him, blood getting in me.

I pulled away, then I heard someone shriek "No!"

Suddenly we were surrounded by a blue force, then soon turned into a blew most that entered both of us.

Instead of the burning from the werewolf blood it turned into a cool sensation, we were brought down, and we saw Belle.

"I'm sorry." She whispered than her eyes rolled back and she was lifted off the ground and she was wrapped around a blue bubble.

Her arms crossed on her chest, her hair floating, but in the first time in years, she looked so peaceful.

"Belle!" I shouted in panic.

I reached out for the bubble, but was instantly shocked and pushed away.

"We did this to her." I said sobbing. "We're sorry!"

"I'm sorry."

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Author's note:

Okay guys, I think I have some things to clear up before you guys try to murder me.

First, Belle is not dead, I swear. She's in some sort of coma.

Second, Belco is very well alive, and Brake (???) is dead-ish. Is that good news for you guys?

Third, I've come to conclude that girls are weird, even though I'm a girl. I'm very bipolar too. So, I have a question, would it be better to be a dude, who doesn't always have to deal with the drama (Before you say anything, I'm not saying that all boys don't go through drama, capish? I'm just saying) or a girl who has to deal with the bullshit of girl drama (e.g. Cat fights, friend drama, PMS, school, stupid stereotypes, etc.)

So, though being a girl is cool and everything, I think to be a guy would also be really cool, you know to do things and people wouldn't care because... Boys. 'Boys will be boys.' And all that crap. Why isn't there a girls will be girl shit?

Anyways, if you guys want to talk to me or PM me, go right ahead. :D

Oh my God, I'm loosing Internet. Hopefully this posts.

Anyways, love always,
m.f