Once An Angel

::Pastor's Son::

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                ::Sin's POV::

     I'm shocked once those words leave her mouth. Never has someone tried justifying my actions in any way. I draw him in by her waist, sitting her on my knee. She wraps her arm over my shoulder, holding my hand in my lap.
     "But he's still the devil," I say. "And whoever he you he's, he drags them to hell with him." She shrugs, biting down on her lip. "I'm the pastor's son, so me being close relative's to the devil as well doesn't make much sense."
    "I'm not sure if it's okay to ask, but I'm confused. You say you're Pastor Allen's son, but you said you're parents are other people." I nod, not knowing how to explain things to her to my best ability.
    "He raised me," I say. "Truthfully, he's my uncle but was there for me more than my actual parents. Because they were always working in this business, he tried keeping me out of it. I looked up to my father, even though I called Allen dad. I thought my father was badass that didn't care about shit, part of me still believes that. But after they died and left me in charge, Allen got extremely strict with me and I just wanted to work how my birth father wanted. I left eventually and he disowned me once he figured everything out and realized I wasn't while he always wished I would be. Now we hardly talk and...and when I went to visit him at nineteen, he beat the living hell out of me. Very Christian of him, huh?"
    She releases a deep breath. "That's crazy. I've known him my entire life and have confined in him. It's crazy how...fake he actually is." I gently grip her chin and make her look down at me.
    "Everyone is fake in one way or another," I say, kissing her. She sighs, playing with my hair. I could fall asleep just by the feeling. Her being so close to me is theonly thing keeping me sane right now, but I know eventually I'll have to let her get up.
   She pulls away. "What are we?" She asks. The look in her eyes shows how confused she is. I've kept her in the dark about my true feelings about this.
    "This is whatever you want it to be," I say. She groans, trying to get up, but I keep her in place.
    "That's what you said last night. You're so bossy with everything else, be the same way with this. What do you want?" She asks. I know exactly what I want.
     "I want this," I say, kissing her cheek. "I just don't want to hurt you, or drag you further into my mess. You're young, only sixteen-"
    "Since when do you care about the law? Its not like anyone would know or care here," she tells me. She's right, but I'm still trying to think this through in my head.
    "I want you," I say. "But if I hurt you, I'll hate myself. I want to try this." She smiles, her cheeks red. I kiss her again, slowly and taking in the moment.
    "Sin, we need your help," one of my younger guys says from outside. I pull away from her and nod. She gets up, straightening out her clothing.
    "I'll go check on Emmy." I nod, watching as she walks down the hall. I would have loved to just stay put with her on my lap, but damn to watch her walk away is something else.

AN: Short, but sweet. I'm trying to update more frequently. Please comment, vote, and share. Believe in yourself -Vaeh