“I-I...” I incoherently stammered, quickly noticing how Rem moved to stand closer to me, his posture also stiff and defensive, seemingly ready to block out any incoming threats.“Hey, calm down you mama bear, it was just a forest spirit,” I then heard my father rather monotonically say, his words apparently having zero effect on the so menacing Archangel of Death as his harsh gaze never left mine, his tone still so accusing as he then asked,“How did she manage to get to a forest spirit?”“It was Daya’s friend. She was visiting her,” My father quickly answered his firing questions once again, his answer though seeming to only enrage “the demon” even further as those midnight skies momentarily turned pitch black, my lips escaping a small gasp as I widely stared now utterly petrified, shaken to the core, even though my father and brother were obviously still present and ready to protect me.“I want you, to stay away from her,” He lowly seethed, his tone so dark and frightening, to the p
Daya Small sobs echoed across the large, darkened chamber, disturbing the gravely silence. Thin rays of cold light penetrated the lightly fluttering curtains, creating glowing streaks on the carpeted floor as the moon was now raised in all its splendor.Another drop fell on the dirtied bathrobe, moistening even further the already dampened sleeve, shallow exhales of warm breath gently caressing the bare skin on my hands from time to time as I held my knees close to my chest, like a scared little child nestled in between the large pillows on the bed.“I want you, to stay away from her...”That same sentence echoed again and again in my mind, reminiscing that cold, so filled with hatred glower.Why?Why does it have to be like this?What did I ever do to deserve any of this?My lips escaped another small sob as those dark and so cold orbs flashed before my mind’s eyes, leaving me equally cold and empty, that once so beautiful memory now so painful as I once again remembered it’s been n
I closely watched, mesmerized as I quietly trailed after them, looking at that small and slender palm protectively encased in his much larger one and the way those forest green eyes gazed up at him with such adoration, graced with a so warm and filled with affection smile, his rough and purely intimidating appearance starkly contrasting his deeply caring behavior around her.Such love...A tiny, stray tear traitorously slipped over my cheek, hastily wiping away any evidence as I attentively watched their so touching display of pure, untainted affection, silently wondering if the one that gave birth to her also shared their love.She certainly must have...Unlike my own...Another small tear slipped as I remembered all those horrible moments...Our last encounter...That so cold, filled with hatred gaze...“How are you feeling? Are you okay?”My head quickly snapped back up as that rough voice reached my ears, noticing how she only gave a small nod, once again offering him that childish,
I stared for another few moments at the young female looking right back at me through the silvery glass, focusing on her generally innocent appearance, the plain, casual outfit adorning her frame strangely making her resemble to a regular human girl.If only...I let out a small sigh as my gaze once again traveled over the oversized plain white t-shirt Blake had snatched earlier from the owner of this large mansion -which she had also recently disclosed about him being her older sibling, the root of their connection however still a mystery to me- since all of hers were apparently too small for my overly-generous bust, trailing down to the dark denim jeans and canvas shoes, right before it darted back up, only to find those bright green eyes once again vividly glowing as they stared right back at me.“I hate you,” I so quietly said, my voice no higher than a mere trembling whisper as I blankly stared at myself, somehow stupidly believing that it would be capable of hearing and even und
Drip…drip…drip…The small lights plastered against the ceiling flickered from time to time, faintly illuminating the once pristine white restroom, flashing glimpses at the utterly gruesome scene laying all over the small-tiled floor.From the stalls to the four identical sinks and all the way towards the entrance, large splashes and pools of dark red littered around, chaotically mixed with brutally severed human limbs, the whole image generally creating a truly grotesque sight to see.Yet...small, labored breaths filled the otherwise completely silent space, indicating the presence of only one living and breathing being.A single one being, placed in the center of the whole macabre painting, like a misplaced piece sitting in the middle of the mangled mass, crouched like a frightened little child facing its worst nightmare.All wide, her vibrant green eyes followed the thick rivers of crimson, watching them stretch from the tips of her trembling slender fingers and fall into the large
My bare feet padded on the lush green grass, the cool breeze fluttering in my bloody red curls as I ran straight towards the darkened forest at the back of our yard, moving as fast as I could, as far as possible away from the cold-hearted monsters I used to call family...“Daya!”“Daya, please come back!”My mother’s high-pitched voice echoed through the darkness from far behind as I drifted through the dense forest further and further away, not even taking a glimpse back.I couldn’t take it anymore...First, they forbade me to go to school after that unexpected and horrifying incident, and now this...Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes, for the second time remembering her exact words...“...from now on, I also forbid you to go in town...ever again...Why can’t you understand? You are a danger to those little humans!”No! I refuse to be a prisoner in this realm too!I desperately cried at the back of my mind, dashing through the woods like my life depended on it, feeling the hot
My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words."...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...”“For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”...vile creatures......turned into demons...”My lips escaped a small gasp, instantly covering them with my hand, the moment my ears picked up the sounds of footsteps echoing across the corridor, quickly switching off the small flashlight, now hugging the old book tightly to my chest as I sat completely still, afraid of being caught.“What are you doing?”A small, terrified shriek tumbled out my lips, only to instantly calm down, the moment I looked up and noticed my brother staring d
I laid myself curled into a fetal position on the huge bed, slowly closing my eyes, remembering all those horrible moments...All that blood...Those limbs scattered everywhere...All those people...Loud screams echoed in my ears, my hands roughly gripping the sheets beneath me, keeping my eyes tightly closed, small tears already making their way over my face.I’m sorry...I’m so sorry...I didn’t mean to...I kept mentally repeating, my lips escaping small sobs, burying my face in the soft pillow, feeling that burning pain creeping its way inside my chest once again, those horrifying screams only growing louder...Daya...“Daya.”A familiar, rough male voice called, my eyelids quickly fluttering open and I instantly jerked up, finally noticing my brother sitting on the bed right beside me, his pale features showing genuine concern as he stared down at me.“What happened?” He softly asked, his bright blue orbs roaming all over my face, surely noticing my recent crying activity.“I...”