Addison Rose, one of the most beautiful, intelligent, caring yet broken angel from above. Her amiable smile can shine through the most darkest of days, through the darkest of nights. Her aquamarine eyes shimmer brighter than an emerald gem. Everyone sees beauty, a strong girl, someone who will change the world, yet behind all the makeup, behind the smile..................there lays a more broken, un illuminated, sorrowful past.
Hayden Archfiend, the prince of destruction. The only boy who will have enough power to destroy someone's inclination. His inky moonless eyes hide within the shadows, afraid to meet someone's eyes, afraid of others fear. His tan caramel skin, rough, marked, slit at the face. Everyone sees an outcast, a monster, a solitary boy lost in an ocean of guilt, regret and affliction..................only one angel can heal his past and wounds, only one.
"Hey angel face." A demonic yet soothing voice dances into my ears. I am spun around and I see Hayden, in an exquisite dark coal black suit with a ruby red rose in the pocket. He takes my hand and leads me to the dance floor, his hands gently rest on my waist as mine are around his neck. We both stare and dream into each others eyes, I feel my cheeks burn, my stomach flutter, my heart beat a million times a minute. His midnight sky eyes, staring and enchanting my eyes. We dance and fall deeper into each other as the song "It's You" enters itself into the music speakers. I can't help but sing along to the song.
"Wake up with a smile, cuz I've got you on my mind." I sing for Hayden.
"Better than any dream, knowing that you'll be close to me." Hayden returns the song.
"I can't wait anymore." Hayden smiles as our foreheads meet.
"Got me running out my front door." We open our eyes and set our wings to fly.We continue singing the song as he lifts me up into the air and we both share a tender yet passionate first kiss as the song and our singing finishes.
"I love you Addison."
"I love you Hayden."
I sat shaking in the cold, glass box I have spent most my life in. As a child, I would be thrown in here whenever I disobeyed orders or whenever I complained of my head throbbing like the sound of a hammer smashing a wall. As I grew up, I spent more and more time in here learning the lessons - that were close to impossible to figure out - that would cause the walls to dissolve and set myself free.
"Maybe if I help you learn your lesson, you can join me at the dance?" He calls out of the darkness once again, my body growing in anticipation to see his face but still he remained hidden.
"You might be here for some time then." I sighed and rubbed my arms with a chill, catching some of my wounds that were still healing. I had the urge to scratch at my skin again but I held myself back.
"Is that a yes to the dance?" He laughed causing me to laugh again, I took a step back from the glass and into the bright light of the box, that didn't seem to make a difference to the outside.
"Well, I am dressed for it and you would be helping me....how could I say no?" I asked rhetorically and I felt a brief movement from behind my see through prison.
"Shall I help you learn your lesson then?" A playful tone echoed out towards me and I tilted my head, holding back a smile. I nodded, I had guessed he could see me and by the small sigh of content I had been correct.
"Or I could do this?" Before my eyes had caught up to the shift in the dust particles, a man stood behind the glass, now clearly visible to me. His dark hair fell over his eyes, high cheekbones pushed his eyes into slits as he smiled at me and not a flaw on his skin. Dressed in a black suit and tie with a grey shirt, his finger reached up to the glass. He touched it for half a second and it dissolved beneath his pressure and my eyes widened in shock.
"Now may I escort you to the dance."