Angel from Hell/Demon from Heaven

Chapter 10

Woop! Another chapter!
I really need to get a life-
But anyways, this chapter will be sad and confusing, like the last chapter so you're welcome!

Enjoy!

Stephen's POV

I heard a knock on the window, looking up to see Daniel on the other side of the glass, his blue eyes gazing back to look at Hosuh, who sat there, staring ahead with bags under his amber eyes. The green haired boy gestured to us to get out of the car before moving to sit in the passenger seat of a police car.

I turned, shaking my light haired friend lightly, snapping him out of his confused daze. "Daniel," I muttered. "We have to go now," he nodded, climbing out of the car after me. We both sat in the back seats of the other car. Daniel, now Hosuh glanced back at both of us, placing a hand on Daniel's knee in comfort before turning back, watching the road as we began to move.

"What are your names?" A rough voice spoke. The police officer wanted to start a conversation to break the uncomfortable silence.
"Stephen," I responded before placing a hand on Daniel's back. "And this is Hosuh,"
The officer smiled, watching the road ahead. "He doesn't talk much,"

"He's just a bit shaken from the situation," I responded quickly. "We all are to be honest,"
"I wouldn't be surprised. Daniel here was just saying that it was his first time driving on his P's. Things like this don't happen often so you really got lucky," the older man chuckled, turning onto our street.

"This is our house here," Hosuh spoke, watching as we pulled up onto our driveway. I muttered a quick thank you before clambering out of the car, dragging Daniel along behind me as we entered the house.

Hosuh dragged his feet wearily into the living room, light blue wings uncurling from his back as he melted from Daniel's body, the limp frame falling forward into his arms as Hosuh gently laid him down, rolling him over to his back and carefully closing his eyes. The grey haired demon sat on his knees, back to us.

I glanced towards Daniel, who stared in confusion and shock. I reached around his neck, removing his necklace, pulling Hosuh's form from him, revealing the green haired boy who sat underneath.

A sound made my ears twitch and I froze. I looked toward Hosuh, watching as his shoulders trembled and tears splattered on his pale hands, which clutched at his track pants. He sobbed quietly, hunched over the limp body as he repeated two words, over and over.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry,"