Somehow I managed to get Darren to say less without going into detail. Basically, what I said was that I ended up spending a lot of time with one of my classmates, and I spent the whole weekend hanging out with him. But I told him that when I confessed to him, I was rejected by him. Even though Darren kept asking me who it was, I refused to say, and I think the only reason he didn't try harder was because I was so upset. It was the first time I really liked someone, so he was very understanding. I couldn't sleep that night. My mind couldn't stop running through all my thoughts, no matter how hard I tried. Part of me wanted to take Cole's advice and forget about it all. But how could I? He can't just tell me that he had a good time and then throw me away like a piece of trash, can he? It's almost the end of class and he hasn't shown up. Maybe he knows I'll try to catch up with him, so he thinks it's better to just skip class. But that pisses me off even more because it means he means
I tried to explain my situation to Darren as best I could. "No," I thought, realizing that I would never get a straight answer from him, because by the time he wanted to answer, you'd already been here, I told myself. "He… just left."He shifted on the bed and looked at me sharply. "Do you think maybe he's hiding from you because he doesn't like you, or is it the other way around, he likes you?""What?" I was a little confused. "What do you mean?"I saw him think for a moment before he answered, "Come to think of it, he never really said he didn't like you. He just ran away like that. It seems to me that he might be afraid of his own feelings."I tried to process this idea, even though it didn't fit with my previous thoughts. Surprisingly, he never really rejected me. "Maybe..." I muttered, beginning to open my mind to new possibilities. But in the end, he never really told me how he felt. "That would explain why he told Taylor.""Told him what?" he probed for more information."That
He pulled me to my feet and led me to the exit of the large restaurant building without saying a word. I gave Hayden an apologetic look on my way out, but I felt I had to follow Cole to get this done. He led me into an alley between the restaurant and a large building before releasing his grip on my arm and turning to face me. "Why the fuck do you want to go with him?" he says, his gaze sharp as if demanding an answer, and I tilt my head to the side. "Why wouldn't I? Huh? Because I said I liked you? Well, guess what? I can go with whoever I want." I replied in an annoyed tone, annoyed that he had ruined my date. "Then why now? So now you're jumping from one guy to another?" My jaw dropped. "You know he's just trying to fuck with you, right?" he said in a sarcastic tone and I just scoffed. "So what? I can do what I want and fuck who I want. It's none of your business." He raised his hand and ran it through his hair in frustration. " Jeez, you're really getting on my nerves." "Me
I knocked on Darren's bedroom door repeatedly, waiting for an answer, crossing my arms as my legs began to twitch, unable to stay still. When he opened it, he saw my confused expression and sighed."I knew you'd come," he said as he stepped aside and I went to the door. "How is that mess over there?""Why do you say that?" I asked as I followed him into his room. I'd actually gone straight to Darren's after meeting up with Cole earlier."Well, didn't Cole show up there?" he asked casually, as if he already knew.I paused, confused as to how he knew Cole was there when he closed the door. "How did you know?""Because he called me," he shrugged. "How do you think he knew where you were?""What? Wait, hold on a second," I said as I sat down on the edge of his bed and tried to digest what he had just said." He called me on Taylor's phone and asked where you and Hayden went out," he explained to me."And you just told him?" I reply, wanting to know if he told him or not."I was reluctant
Taylor looked surprised and nervous. It looked like I might not like his answer. "Taylor," I started again, "I'm not going to run away from Cole, and I'm not going to run away from you either." I knew Taylor was a good person, he seemed genuine and not evil, whatever he was, he was obviously very nice to me, so I thought there was no way he could be that bad. "I'm a demon." That's when he finally said it, answering in one breath. The words took a moment to register in my mind. I stood there in silence, half frozen. He looked at me intently, and I forced myself to speak. "I... I didn't expect that," I said with a smile to hide my surprise. "Why?" He asked in a confused tone and looked doubtful. "You look really nice, you know," I said and he smiled shyly. "But there are a lot of good and bad people, I guess." He smiled because the atmosphere was no longer as tense as before. "You're not going to turn around and kill me now, are you?" I asked him half jokingly. "No of course no
I walked along the sidewalk, keeping my eyes on the street. Cole's house is pretty far away, but that didn't mean I didn't have other places to visit, so I decided to go there. Although it would have been better if I'd gone earlier, because it was late afternoon now, which meant the sun would be setting soon. I looked at each house number, following it until I reached the one on the paper Taylor had given me. The house was small and simple. There was nothing strange or out of the ordinary about it. In fact, it looked cozy to me. I saw a path, but I stopped walking when I started to wonder. After all, Cole wouldn't be expecting me; maybe he'd be upset... or maybe he'd be mad at me. Maybe I should try calling him first. I started walking around with mixed feelings, unable to make a decision. After a while of stalling, I took a breath. "I'll ask if he's okay... yeah..." I muttered and straightened my body before starting to walk back to his house. When I reached the door, I raised my
We both walked into the small kitchen and saw his mother pick up a small vase of pink roses and put it on the table before walking over to the table with the food. I walked over to one of the chairs and sat down, and then Cole sat down next to me. "Rayline, would you like something to drink?" His mom asked as she stood by the refrigerator. "Just water will be fine, thanks." I replied and she nodded and eagerly got a glass of water for me. "Don't push yourself too hard, Mom," Cole adds, and his mother just laughs. "Well, we never have guests, do we? So I thought it would be fun." She walked over and set the glass down. "Thank you," I smiled, and then she sat down. "Look, this food is delicious, let's try it," she grinned and started to scoop up her own plate, and we both did the same. Once the plate was filled with food, I couldn't resist eating it right away. It was because I hadn't eaten all day, so I didn't realize how hungry I was. "Mmm, Mrs. Spencer, this food is delicious
"Chase is an angel. He was born during my mom's first marriage, but they separated after a while. So when I was born, people assumed my mom had me before they split up. At least the timing of it was almost right." I nodded along with him, and he took a deep breath. "For us, angels get their wings when they reach a certain age, around fifteen. I remember when Chase got his wings, they were bright and beautiful, sparkling like freshly fallen snow..." he continued. "And I'll never forget the day I got my wings - the look on everyone's faces, the horror when they saw my black wings... One look and they all knew." His eyes were sparkling blue as he explained, and I felt my heart begin to sink. He was just a boy who had done nothing but be judged by his peers for the way he looked. "This is why they dragged my mother from our home before the archangels, and my mother knows there is no way to hide it. I was living proof of her sin. So as punishment, she was stripped of her powers and force