Dexter Hollows |On Hold|

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October 25. 3078

"D.. Dexter?" I heard her voice faintly as I walked towards the door I touched the icy cold knob and I swiftly turned back. She was crawling and crying,, god knows how much I hate it when people cry. But I look at her nonchalantly. Her voice hoarse as she spoke to me.
"Stay.. p.. please." Her head fell down
"I need to know that you exist and I'm not crazy!" She shouted at me but I stayed quiet get done but she became violent and she lashed out towards me I took a step closer to the door.
"WHY?! WHYY?!" she yells at me now gripping the carpet so hard her knuckles turn white. She looked pathetic. She looked as if she's really broken but I know she's in a state of mind that makes her just wanting to know but I wasn't going to satisfy her and give her the answer she wanted. The women continued to scream the same lingering question in the background "Why?"
I had enough so I walked out. I didn't have time to listen to her all day,, besides it's gotten quite boring playing with her. I roll my eyes as I fly around masking myself from human faces. I see a window so I look through it but I'm dissapointed by my appearance. Pale red eyes,, tanned light skin and those scars on my face- I put pressure on them.
Numb
I can't even feel the pain anymore.
I clench my fist together and then I turn away from the person looking at me in the reflection. I just wondered around the city I've seen so many times. I roll my eyes in disgust,, two humans male and female smiling like there's something to smile about. The world is depressed and not even the same anymore and u want to smile what the fuck is that?
Things aren't how they use to be. People aren't as happy and cheerful as they use to be. When I was wondering Earth for the first time I saw real smiling faces. People holding hands ashamedly as there significant other just told them how much they meant to them breifly before they parted ways. I miss that,, the way the world use to be,, the way I use to be. Now what am I? Other than a angel who's expelled from heaven and cast out to be fallen who the hell am I?
I just continued to walk through the town I came across a small house no more than one bedroom I suppose so I knocked a few seconds later I unmasked myself and I got a answer.
"Who's there?" A deep voice rasped out I could tell the male has just woken up. But I stayed silent and looked down at my feet.
"I'm not asking again!" Now the voice was louder and more firm. I didn't speak the silence grew to the point all I heard were the bugs and crickets singing there song of mating. I smiled softly the first time I ever smiled in years then the door flew open and the home owner was so tall I had to look up he was redbone skin so smooth and dark you could see the red in any lighting,, his hair was cut medium length but the top was curly and his eyes were the master piece of his appearance light brown. He looked like a God I craned my neck up to see his face more his jawline was carved and beat by the gods. I fell out of my trance and entered his home. He tried to grab me but the spell I had made it impossible to touch me. I opened my wings and I felt them for one last time. He stood in front of me hovering over me looking down he was angry I read his body language and his facil expression. The door behind us was shut,, "what the fuck?"
He said calmly at first I opened my mouth but no words came out.
"I don't know where the fuck you came from but it's a couple days until Holloween but you still don't come through people's houses at 3 o'clock in the morning!" He voice got louder I wince and looked at him you could tell he softened.
"i need a favor." I told him looking at my feet
He nodded I could tell.
"Can you cut my wings off?"