Day by day, I found myself getting even more attached to Zach.
He might be very dramatic and immature but I learned to love that about him. I think I'd rather have him as my guardian angel than someone else who's probably way more boring.
I'll never tell him that though, he'd never let me hear the end of it.
Zach and I have been hanging out pretty much every day. He comes over to my house, we watch a new Disney movie, and then he opens up random conversations and gives me the confidence to face a certain someone.
If I'm being honest, I feel like there's absolutely no way for us to defeat Alexander. I'm not sure the two of us would be enough to handle him at all. I think Zach is aware of that too but still he comes over every day and gives me hope that we can defeat him one day and I appreciate it a lot.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still te
Dawn TurnerI don’t feel bad for Alexander.Not in the slightest.I don't care if that makes me rude or a bad person or whatever. I acknowledge that I was wrong about that one particular accident at the gallery yesterday but that doesn't make Alexander any less of a monster.I know he thinks what I was the one that started the whole fight between us when I hit him first at the convenience store but what else would you have done if a 6 foot tall fallen angel appeared right in front of you and killed 3 men, granted they were criminals, with the flick of his fingers?I was certainly not going to kiss his hands and thank him.For God's sake, I was terrified.Not to mention, what happened that day at the convenience store was not an excuse for him to be following me around for all this time, basically terrorizin
Dawn Turner“You fucking monster. What did you do to him?” I yelled at Alexander as I pushed him away from Zach’s unconscious body.A wave of fury crashed through me when I saw Zach in that condition and I instantly forgot all about being so close to dying just a few seconds ago.Zach was lying on the floor, slightly grimacing in pain. He seemed to be struggling for air as his eyes were tightly shut and his breathing was heavy. It was very cold in the tunnel but his skin looked like it was burning and I could feel the heat leaving his body.I’ve never been stabbed before so I can’t tell exactly how painful it is but after seeing the way Zach was struggling, I don’t think I ever want to know.His face was drenched in sweat, going all the way down to his neck. He opened his eyes slowly and tried to get up but I quickly p