MASONS POV
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As i drift along the roof of the cage i watch her.Her hair drifts between her wings as it glows red.I want her.She is someone i could love but I screwed that up before didnt I.Her face explained it all to me.
Fuck.
Why do I have to be such a Jerk,but no i had to be all cocky and try to tease her, which failed hopelessly.Damnit.
"Hello" she gives me a fright as she lands up behind me.Her wings force the leaves to flow away from their home of the tree trunk."hello?" she waves her hand infront of my face to check if i am paying attention."Okay" she mumbles as she gets ready to take flight.
"Wait!"I squeal,where did that come from?i dont care now caue i cant reverse what i have already said."Wanna talk,Archley" She turns around 1 foot at a time and plops down infront of me with a curious smile on her face.
"Okay so what do you wanna talk about" she speaks in a curious tone."Your nervous about something i can tell" I blurt the words out before i can stop them.Archley giggles with a nervous smile on her face as she stares into my eyes,Her eyes are a dark emerald green eyes.She flicks her red hair behind her neck and she leans toward me,and i follow her lead and lean in,but she dodges me and reaches up and pulls an apple from the tree behind me "WHAT THE HELL MASON WHY WERE YOU TRY TO KISS ME YOU DISGUSTING PIG!" She screams at me and throws the apple at me.
Well i fucked that up.
YOU ARE READING
feather - a short story-
Fantasy"A gift to hold a gift to touch" the asylum follow the story of a young girl called archley but she isnt just ur average girl she has wings and forever stuck in the hellhole they call the petting zoo (okay this may sound like any book for ur avera...
