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    Angel Of Lies – (Chapter: Black)

    Wait! What the fuck? I cant feel pain. I….I… haven’t felt this since I was…. Human.

    I clench my heart as I gasp falling on one knee. She quickly comes overt to me and sighs.

    “You feel it…” she whispers pulling me onto her lap as she rubs my back soothingly.

    I cant believe I’m allowing her to touch me.

    She kisses my neck softly as my breathing starts to quicken from these….. emotions…

    She makes her way up to my jaw and starts leaving butterfly kisses everywhere. “You need to feel this Ashley. I know you cherished being human more than anyone.”

    I couldn’t help it. Her breath hit my face and it felt so good. So right. I place my arms around her neck and look to the side and she stared at me with her tense eyes. I turn my head slightly more and captured her lips with mine.

    It felt good as she kissed me so softly. It made me feel….. loved.

    I sigh into her lips as I think about everything.

    I miss feeling emotions to the extent that humans feel. I miss feeling sad happy or excited. Angels feel these things but they are so dull its nothing compared to what they have.

    She breaks apart from me and caresses my cheek. “Ashley…” she whispers. “I’m sorry.”

    I sigh again. “I want to remember you. I need to remember you.”  

    “They do it on purpose…. Making us forget our human life…. Especially since me. they need to make sure I never happen again.” She whispers and lays a kiss on my neck before nuzzling into the side of it.

    “But there is a way?” I whisper as I grab her hand and lace it with mine.

    “Jes.” She whispers back, she squeezes my hand. “But It’s dangerous.”

    I push myself into her front. “Can’t you just tell me?”

    She hesitates for a moment. “I can but I want you to see it so you will never doubt me or be persuaded.”

    I know she is human but she is the angel of lies still. But I trust her…. even though she killed me

    “What do you remember about your death, Ashley?”

    What the fuck do I remember about my death? Really?

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