An Angel Torn Part 3

     Her eyes closed and she felt a cool breeze upon her face.  Not sure if she should open her eyes, she and reached out to grab the first thing in front of her, and then she felt him.  She felt his hands holding on to her wrist, but before she could open her eyes, he whispered gently to her ear, with his voice like a choir of beautiful voices:

“Wait, love wait!

Close your eyes once more and

Please listen to my pleading:

Wait, love wait!

And you will be in heaven with me.

When the night falls, I will come.

Just….wait….”

     With his last breath upon her, he disappeared. She opened her eyes to find herself sitting in a puddle of blood, caused by the cuts that were now merely scars. She felt lost and confused, not knowing what reality was or wasn’t. Still being able to hear the faint voice in her mind, she got up with new hopes. Tears started emerge from her eyes, without a concrete reason, she found herself smiling yet crying at the same time.Although she had heard his voice, and she knew that he was there, she still felt empty, she still felt the pain. While she cleaned the puddle of blood that was flooding the bathroom floor, she wondered why he had saved her life. Did he not want her in heaven? Why should she wait? But in obedience to his voice, she looked forward towards the night to come.

      On his way back, he couldn’t help but feel relief in his heart. Yet the thought of mortality frightened him.What he had just seen, the event that he had just presented, was enough for him to fear death. He asked himself constantly if he was really prepared to face the consequences to his actions; to every question there was doubt of the answer. To his luck the gates were busy with the second round of souls. Again, he covered his wings with his cloak and got through with the newcomers.With a sigh of relief, he flew to his place in the guardian’s palace. Luckily he hadn’t been missed, and once more he could watch upon his beloved with the hope of someday being able to go back down and visit her in her dreams.

      An archangel interrupted his daydream whilst entering the room. “You! The Almighty demands your presence at once!” Not daring to disobey he left his place and rushed to the knees of he who had called upon him.

-“The soul assigned to you, she still lives.” He said.

-“Yes,” The angel answered, “she still lives.”

-“I know what youhave done and you know the consequences of your actions”

Waiting to be thrown out of heaven he closed his eyes, ready to be exiled; ready to face his death and his end, yet fearing the wrath of he who gave out his sentence.

-“You have acted selflessly. You were willing to give your life for the soul of that woman. Why?”

Not daring to lie, yet not ready to admit his feelings, he said “She has been the soul assigned to me. Is not protecting that soul, my job? Was I supposed to let her perish in the hands of he, whom you despise? Was I to let her fall in the pits of hell?”

-“Don’t you dare question me!”- He bided. “Don’t push your luck!”

-“I dare not question your authority or your will, dear Father”-answered the angel remorsefully.

-“You may pay your daily visits to her in her dreams once again. But make sure it is clear, that she shall not abandon the life that I have given her. Is that understood!?”

-“Yes, my Lord” replied the angel.

      Back on earth, it was almost night fall and the woman was getting ready to fall into her slumber when she heard an unusual noise coming from the bathroom.She entered, thinking it might have been him, but it was nothing but her imagination, she thought, for there was no one in the room.Entering her bedroom again, she heard the noise once more, and again she entered the bathroom hoping to see him; but found no one. She turned towards the door, and there he was! Her beautiful and beloved angel was watching her from the frame of the door. She threw herself into his arms, crying of happiness.

     Once again, they were together. They talked that night, all night, and he made it very clear to her the will of the Almighty. She understood and was willing to show her atonement. Not knowing that she was just about to cause the angel to leave, she begins to seduce him. With every touch upon his skin, the angel felt desire for the first time in his life. But remembering the words of his creator, he resists and steps back….

      The woman, with a puzzled look on her face apologizes again. She didn’t know what she could or could not do. Standing in her room, while she laid in her bed, the angel once again sang his song to her. Once she dozed off, he gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead and she woke to find herself in her bed, alone once again, but with something she hadn’t felt in years: HOPE…. She knew that from that moment on, she could look forward to seeing her angel every night…but will it be enough? Or will her appetite of love towards her angel drive her to madness, more damaging than before?

     It had only been minutes from his last visit and she was already craving more. She looked at her bottle of pills and reached out for it and then remembered her angel’s words. She put the bottle down, and kept moving during the day with a feeling of anxiety in her chest. Taking naps during the day, and going to bed early and meeting him every time, she was entering her addictive cycle once again. She needed to be with her angel… the problem is how? If only death is what separates her from the one she loved.

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              Love always,

                  Your Lonely Angel