Loved by an Angel

Loved by an Angel

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This is a story about a girl who loves a boy that isn't human... he's an angel. How they met you ask? They met by accident. There's a lot of things that Akemi believes in, and angels are one of them. She was walking to school one day. Then out of nowhere she sees an object of a boy. Then he disappears.... She thought it was her imagination. Or so she thought? Then it happens again the next day. She thought someone was teasing her or her mind was playing tricks with her. She waited a few more days to see if it happens again. It did. So instead of walking in the same way to school she always does. She walked a different way to school so no one will see her. She says "Stop it! Please stop whoever is doing this to me!" "If I did anything wrong I'm sorry." The boy appears and says to her "so I was right, you did see me didn't you?" She nods. Sadao tells her that he's sorry not to her but to the unknown that Akemi doesn't know about. He tells her that he's on earth to protect her- to help her. Akemi says to him "help me.. save me from what?" He disappears from her eyes. She though she will never see him again. Akemi was wrong. Six months later she losses it. She couldn't handle- couldn't take all the pressure from school, at home, even with her friends. When she got home she gets the note that she wrote to her mom that she isn't sorry for what she's going to do. She gets a rope and a chair. Ties the rope on to her ceiling fan, the other end to her neck, kicks the chair down. She was just hanging for a few seconds. He comes and cuts the rope from her ceiling fan. Akemi falls to the ground and starts crying. She yells at him "Why did you do that? I don't want to be here anymore. No one cares about me. They never did and never will." He kneels down, unties the other end of the rope from her neck and tells her "things can't get better if you give up."
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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