Archangel

Chapter 1: Zoey

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The tearing ache made my body gutter in pain, my lungs struggling to keep up with my mechanical limbs. I concentrated on my pursuer's contant silence, my only indication that he was really there was the shadow thrown by the moonlight dancing along with mine, growing and shrinking over the discarded crates and blankets.

I never really thought about how death would feel, I was far too concentrated on letting it never happen to dawdle on how it would feel. Well, at least it was happening this way. It was real and he would make sure it would happen fast. At least I wouldn't be getting anymore of those nightmares. Hmm...the love of your life about to kill you definitely wasn't the way I imagined. I didn't even know why I was running, there was no way of getting away, i didn't want to and anyway the idea was laughable. Maybe was some hope in me after all this time though I couldn't see how. I mean the love of my life was going to kill me, I almost want him to, how could I ask him to love me, to forgive?

My eyes smarted against the pain as I ran past a bright light that lit up the front of 'Jamie's fish & chips' I rolled my eyes at the thought that something so normal as a fish and chips could be going on at a time like this. I rounded the kitchen and just before I fell I saw the dirty, chipped wall in front of me. My foot still tangled in the wire I thought that the time had finally come. My panting breaths made my shoulders scream more, my jeans had ripped leaving skin bare to be ripped apart by the pavement.

I didn't see him approach: I sensed him. I turned round to finally see him, but only his silhouette was visible against a background of a surprisingly beautiful starlit sky. I had assumed that all would be morning this terrible day.

His long hair that I knew to be a sandy blond framed his face and his gorgeous head topped that muscular torso and 6foot body. Protruding from his back were the most beautiful and delicate golden wings that always made me want to snuggle into.

'Zoey...' it was almost a question but it was that voice that I hated, though normally I fell apart just at the sight of him. This voice was filled with hatred.

I shuddered but then sighed. It was the saddest I had ever been in my life. My Archangel really didn't love me.

He loomed forwards ominously but I didn't flinch back. I could vaguely see his features now and his straight nose reminded me strangle of hispanic. I lent forwards so far I could smell his lovely aroma and tucked my feet under me so I was kneeling in front of me. Before a bright light filled my eyes like I was

suddenly blind I whispered to him,

'Don't leave me...'

I was so engrossed in his wonder that I was surprised at a sudden pain that filled my chest.it felt like I was being ripped up into four pieces, each imaginary truck tied to a limb and driving in opposite directions. I'd almost forgotten why we were there, lost in those past years of ecstacticicty. But I could tell there was somethings wrong with the everlasting pain. My body wasn't feeling it but i was somehow, I didn't even know there was a distinction! Ah, well, this was it then. I was dead, but not in heaven, he wouldn't have been there anyway, in a he'll where there was no senses or bodies.

I deserved it.

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