Lest I should fall by Arianna Erickson (8 ebook reader TXT) 📕

room and my whole being shook. In addition, a pain so deep and deadly pierced my soul leaving an open wound gushing blood. Allianna was slowly dying inside. Slowly dying and it is my entire damn fault.
I cried. For all I had lost, for losing her, my only love. I cried because I did it for her, and knowing she would be better off with some person named Blythe was killing me. All I wanted was for her to be whole again, smiling again, just happy again. I don’t want her to hurt nor be in pain. I can’t stand the fact that I’m the cause of her suffering.
It nearly killed me having to say goodbye. Watching her cry tore me up inside.
The worst thing, however, is now knowing, someone else will take my place. That someone else will be the one she falls in love with, that person she may grow old with and have beautiful children with…and I’ll be alone, so alone; watching from the sidelines as my heart permanently falls apart. As the girl I love becomes whole thanks to another.
That is what kills me the most.


Part 2: Chapter 3 - Was it a dream?

“Roland, I’ve come to say goodbye,” she whispered softly, stroking my face.
I struggled to open my eyes and blinked a couple times until my eyes adjusted.
“H-huh?” I whispered. “Allianna? Baby girl, is that really you?”
Her face lit up.
“Yes, Love it’s me.”
Suddenly her face fell and tears were forming around her beautiful eyes. I struggled to sit up. Something was wrong.
“What’s going on?” I quietly asked.
She gave me a sad, wistful smile as she said, “I’m sorry.”
It started to make sense.
“N-No. You can’t. Please, please don’t go, baby. Don’t you love me?”
She looked at me as the first tear started to fall from her eye, “It hurts too much to love you anymore. I can’t…I’m sorry.”
“Yes you can!” I screamed. “You can still love me. Please.”
Her tears fell faster and she looked at me and said, “It was you who said you could no longer love me. You who left me. Now I have to leave too. Now you can feel the pain you put me through.”

I woke up gasping. The hole inside my heart hurt so bad tears wanted to spill over. I was breaking, falling, gasping, and slowly dying. I doubled over in pain, my hair falling in front of my face. I couldn’t breathe. Just, couldn’t breathe.
“Allianna, my love, where are you?” I whispered into the darkness.
“Forget her!” The voices scream. “She’s moved on!”
“Give up on her! She’s the reason your in this situation!” They yell.
“No,” I fight back, “it can’t be over yet!”
“Yes,” They scream, “It was over before it even began!”
I closed my eyes and sobbed.
“N-no…I really do love her.”
How did I get myself into this mess?

Part 2: Chapter 4 - Your Turn

(Many months later
To the present time)

I went on with my life, Allianna, no longer a part of it. I’ve been holding onto what memories of her remain. I’m still not over her. I may never be over her, but I know, she’s over me. I was walking down the road towards home. Well, it is not really a home. It is more like a prison, with that retch Shay and her beloved Brice as the guards.
So, I was walking when I caught sight of someone with long black hair that had blood red tips hiding blue-grey eyes. I started to pass him, when he stopped and said, “Roland?”
I froze. Who was this guy?
“Roland,” he said, “I’m Blythe.”
Blythe…the name sounded familiar.
“Allianna’s Blythe?” I asked.
“Yes.”
He motioned to the benches beside us and said, “Sit. We need to talk.”
My heart skipped a beat or two as I sat beside him, with my hands clenched as fists glued to my lap.
“Roland, I’m not one to lie nor beat around the bush sota-speak, so as much as it’s killing me to say this, Allianna needs you.”
A jolt of electricity coursed through my body at the mention of her name. The wound resurfaced and consumed me. I doubled over in pain and clenched my head in my palms.
“Wha-what?” I barely whispered.
Blythe looked at me.
“You may not know this, but Allianna almost died from heartache after losing you. If I hadn’t met her I-I” he suddenly went quiet. “I don’t think she’d still be alive.”
I wanted to cry. I cannot believe I hurt her so damn badly.
“I’m so sorry…” I whispered. “I wanted to tell her I was sorry, but Ashe wouldn’t let me. He told me Allianna was better off without me in her life.”
Blythe sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, “He was just upset. Allianna, his only sister, and his little sister no less, was hurting and slowly dying. Can you blame him for being upset? It was, after all, a tough time for him and all of us.”
“Is he still upset with me?”
“You’ll have to ask him yourself in heaven.”
My eyes widened in shock.
“A-Ashe is dead?”
Blythe hung his head in sorrow.
“Yes. Allianna is taking it rather badly. His funeral was less than a day or so ago, yet she’s still dreaming of and hurting over him. Its like, nothing I do changes, nor heals her pain.” He said in despair.
I shook with sadness, “what are you trying to say?”
Blythe stared at me straight in the eyes and said, “Allianna needs you. I need you. I need you to help take my place for now. There are some things I need to take care of.”
I looked at him shocked for a minute not knowing what to say. Not realizing what it all meant. Something about what he said nagged at my mind. Something about him just reminded me of someone, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
“W-Wait a second. You’re Brice’s brother, aren’t you?”
His eyes widened, “how’d you know?”
I shivered.
“He’s the reason I left Allianna; to keep her safe from him and Shay.”
“What do you mean ‘keep her safe from him and Shay’?”
“Brice wants Allianna dead for his own goals to be accomplished. As for Shay, well, she has her own separate agenda. She’s extremely jealous of Allianna and the fact she has you and had me. Her main goal is to ruin her life and make her suffer, as well as everyone around her.”
Blythe glared off into the distance, “where is Brice now?”
“Honestly, I don’t know. He rarely comes around except to make sure I’m not in contact with Allianna again.”
Blythe stopped talking for a minute and truly looked at me then blinked in amazement.
“What? What is it?”
“N-Nothing,” he stammered, “nothing at all.”
For some reason, however I didn’t believe him because his eyes just got wider.

Part 2: Chapter 5 - His Angel

(Blythe)

I stared at Roland in amazement. Suddenly an angel with pure white wings appeared; long back hair down to his waist and brown eyes just like Rolands.
“What? What is it?”
“N-Nothing,” I stammered, “nothing at all.”
The angel looked at me and whispered, “We are one and the same, this boy and I, Lucifer’s son. This boy belongs to God. You must help him bring Allianna back to grace; she is falling into darkness so deadly she is becoming one of Lucifer’s as well.”

“How can I stop this if I am one of his? Won’t that make me do the opposite?” I asked telepathically.

“No, son of darkness, you must fight against it. You must fight against your true nature. If you do not fight, you will both die, she at your hands, and you at Gods. You must start now, young one.”

“How must I fight against my own true nature? Moreover, what nature must I fight? I love her! There is nothing that could make me harm her!” I screamed telepathically.

The angel with lovely white wings looked upon me sadly as he spoke, “Love her? Yes. However, whether you can control what has already been chosen by fate is another story. Nevertheless, you must try.”

“What is it you’re not telling me…?” I whispered.

“Underneath
The beast waits
Slowly her story closes
As she takes in her last deep breath
She closes her eyes
As she finally takes her place
Sacrificed because she could
Not let go of the one she loved
He was her lover
And her
Ending”

Deep down inside me fear trickled in my blood through my veins. Anger clouded my eyes and my voice with sadness.
“Are you saying I will be her end? That, I will be the one to kill her?” I whispered with my mind.
“Liar…” I whispered. “You’re lying!”
The angel of light looked at me sorrowfully, as if it hurt him to see me in pain.
“Don’t flipping look at me that way! How can you possibly understand the pain I’m in?!” I screamed in my mind.

“Have you forgotten I AM Roland? I am just him in another form! Do you realize how bad he suffered? He died inside. He loved her with every fiber of his being!” the angel said glaring.

I looked at him silently, taken aback. I never knew it hurt him that badly.
The angel looked at me with piercing eyes, “I promise we’ll take good care of her, son of dankness. We will protect her; however, you must leave this