Angel of Darkness

Friend?

"What do you mean friend?" I ask anxiously but he won't answer. "Explain. Now." I say demanding answers. And quick. "A long time ago. Before I even knew I had wings and stuff Christopher was my childhood friend. I lived in a small village with my mother, father, Christopher, and my little sister." He paused for a moment. Pain surrounding him, not wanting him to continue what he needs to say. "Her name was Elizabeth too" He says that name with loss and grief hanging around the word. "When I was 7 years old there was a large house fire and they all died.... sort of. Christopher and I woke up in the ashes of the house, scared, alone, and curious of how we survived without a single burn." He stops ans takes a breath; noticing the emotions surrounding him like a hug but he continues. "We traveled around looking and searching for answers but for a very long time, found none. It wasn't until around 10 years after the fire that we found a witch by the name of Evangeline Fair-child  and her 16 year old daughter,Evermore fair-child." He looked up at me from his hands begging me to let him stop but I need answers. I need to know why his 'friend' would do that. I want to know what this is all about. So he continues. "We told her of what happened those many years ago and she told us that we needed to follow her. At that time we were practically living on the streets. We followed her and she led us to her house. She let us stay there and the night of Christopher's and my 18th birthday (we had the same birthday date) we found out we had wings and the invincibility. So that night she told us what we were. Fallen angels"

For the past 30 minutes I didn't say a word and neither did he. Angels are real? How can this be?! He heard my thoughts and answered them "They are real. And to be honest I don't have the slightest clue of how this can be." All of this really isn't making any sense. I don't know what to do so we sit in silence for another 10 minutes so I start asking a few more questions but he doesn't give the answers willingly. "What happened to make your's and Christopher's friendship go bad and why is he after me?" He doesn't say anything....again. I need answers! come on please! But he doesn't answer. For 5 more minutes it's quiet and I'm getting impatient. To much time is being wasted! god damn.... "How did it go wrong and why is he after me Jake?" I ask again but still no answer. "JAKE GOD DAMNIT!!! ANSWER ME!! please" I whisper the last word as I start to cry a little because I want to know what's going on here. Jake crawls up to me on the bed and wraps his arms around me, holding me, trying to make all the bad go away but it doesn't work. I put my face closer to Jake's chest still whimpering from fear and confusion. Jake kisses the crown of my head as I ask him again "Wha-what happened between you t-two?" I say through tears and my scratchy throat. He answered me with two words and only two words. He whispers the answer to my questions "You happened"