Fell the Angels by Joslinne Morgan (classic novels for teens txt) ๐
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The princeโs features became angry once more, but this was a different kind of angry. The twin dark pupils which rested in equally similar dark azure eyes flashed red as they turned to glare at the fallen angel. His beauty really was a travesty. Amy wondered not for the first time if God had wept when he was forced to banish the beautiful Lucifer from heaven.
Lucifer. They didnโt know him by that name, here. Lucifer was a title reserved for legends. Here, he was the prince.
โIs that true, my pretty little Amy?โ his gentle voice was now full of scathing anger. โYou are worse than a mortal.โ
The disdain in his voice was physically sickening. Amy felt suddenly ashamed. Worse than a mortal, that was the worst insult he could have inflicted upon her. Mortals were nothing, wisps of life to be taken at a momentโs notice. Playing pieces in a greater game between God and the prince, as they battled with each other for the right to reign over all of mankind. Angels were playing pieces, too, the only difference was that they knew this. Mortals were foolish enough to believe that they had some sort of a choice in the matter.
โBut I donโt want to be here!โ she screamed, her frail voice lost in the great vastness of her surroundings. โI hate it here! I hate it! I want to go back, you know I do, you tricked me into coming here, you tricked meโฆโ she dissolved into further tears.
โDo you think He wants you, little angel who hates so much?โ the prince laughed harshly. โOh, I know heโs so forgiving,โ his voice was dripping with sarcasm and bitter, bitter mockery. โBut you cannot serve two masters.โ
Lucifer. They didnโt know him by that name, here. Lucifer was a title reserved for legends. Here, he was the prince.
โIs that true, my pretty little Amy?โ his gentle voice was now full of scathing anger. โYou are worse than a mortal.โ
The disdain in his voice was physically sickening. Amy felt suddenly ashamed. Worse than a mortal, that was the worst insult he could have inflicted upon her. Mortals were nothing, wisps of life to be taken at a momentโs notice. Playing pieces in a greater game between God and the prince, as they battled with each other for the right to reign over all of mankind. Angels were playing pieces, too, the only difference was that they knew this. Mortals were foolish enough to believe that they had some sort of a choice in the matter.
โBut I donโt want to be here!โ she screamed, her frail voice lost in the great vastness of her surroundings. โI hate it here! I hate it! I want to go back, you know I do, you tricked me into coming here, you tricked meโฆโ she dissolved into further tears.
โDo you think He wants you, little angel who hates so much?โ the prince laughed harshly. โOh, I know heโs so forgiving,โ his voice was dripping with sarcasm and bitter, bitter mockery. โBut you cannot serve two masters.โ
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looking for?โ
Heather looked up and sniffed, nodding. โYes.โ She said. And then, sorrowfully, โI canโt hold it.โ
โIโll hold it for you,โ Amy said softly. โWhat do you want to read from it?โ
โAll of it,โ Heather said immediately. โI want to read all of it.โ
Amy nodded and opened the journal, allowing it to fall open on its own. โAnywhere in particular?โ
โI donโt care,โ Heather said. โJust read.โ
Amy glanced down at the page it had fallen open to. It was dated just a few weeks before Heather had died.
Worst fucking day of my life. I canโt even begin to say how much I fucking hate this day. The pregnancy test came back positive, just in case anyone is interested, which I know no one is. I hate myself. How could I let this happen? I hate Brandon. How could he do this to me? And I hate my mother. She doesnโt give a damn what happens to me! I want to die. I want to die, I just want it all to end. I want to take a knife and stab myself. I want to take a gun and put it to my head and then pull the trigger. My mother said her father did that when she was only seventeen. When he learned she was pregnant with me he took a rifle to his head and blew his brains out. Haha, I can imagine what that would be like. Not even a minute of pain, especially if you aimed it the right way. God, I want to fucking die!
Amy cringed inwardly as she read the passage aloud. She searched for any change in Heatherโs features, but there were none. She licked her lips and turned the page. โDo you want me to keep reading?โ
Heather didnโt say a thing. The angel took it to be a โyesโ.
No one understands what Iโm going through. How could anyone possibly understand-
โStop,โ Heather said. โDonโt read anymore.โ
Amy obligingly stopped reading. She held the book open in both hands, its writing filled pages lay bare for the world to see. Heather stared at it for a minute, and then recoiled, as if it were going to attack her.
โClose it!โ she barked sharply, as if commanding Amy to do so. Sighing, Amy shut the book and tossed it onto the bed. Heather glared at the book for all she was worth, and then her features softened back to sadness. She looked at Amy and shook her head.
โYou need to go find mom,โ she said, running a hand through her hair. โThat is your assignment after all.โ
โAfter I find where your mom is I will come back for,โ Amy promised. โYou will be fine here by yourself?โ
โI canโt get hurt,โ Heather replied with a bitter laugh. โIโll be fine. And besides,โ she added with a note of bitterness. โWonโt God protect me?โ
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Heather looked up and sniffed, nodding. โYes.โ She said. And then, sorrowfully, โI canโt hold it.โ
โIโll hold it for you,โ Amy said softly. โWhat do you want to read from it?โ
โAll of it,โ Heather said immediately. โI want to read all of it.โ
Amy nodded and opened the journal, allowing it to fall open on its own. โAnywhere in particular?โ
โI donโt care,โ Heather said. โJust read.โ
Amy glanced down at the page it had fallen open to. It was dated just a few weeks before Heather had died.
Worst fucking day of my life. I canโt even begin to say how much I fucking hate this day. The pregnancy test came back positive, just in case anyone is interested, which I know no one is. I hate myself. How could I let this happen? I hate Brandon. How could he do this to me? And I hate my mother. She doesnโt give a damn what happens to me! I want to die. I want to die, I just want it all to end. I want to take a knife and stab myself. I want to take a gun and put it to my head and then pull the trigger. My mother said her father did that when she was only seventeen. When he learned she was pregnant with me he took a rifle to his head and blew his brains out. Haha, I can imagine what that would be like. Not even a minute of pain, especially if you aimed it the right way. God, I want to fucking die!
Amy cringed inwardly as she read the passage aloud. She searched for any change in Heatherโs features, but there were none. She licked her lips and turned the page. โDo you want me to keep reading?โ
Heather didnโt say a thing. The angel took it to be a โyesโ.
No one understands what Iโm going through. How could anyone possibly understand-
โStop,โ Heather said. โDonโt read anymore.โ
Amy obligingly stopped reading. She held the book open in both hands, its writing filled pages lay bare for the world to see. Heather stared at it for a minute, and then recoiled, as if it were going to attack her.
โClose it!โ she barked sharply, as if commanding Amy to do so. Sighing, Amy shut the book and tossed it onto the bed. Heather glared at the book for all she was worth, and then her features softened back to sadness. She looked at Amy and shook her head.
โYou need to go find mom,โ she said, running a hand through her hair. โThat is your assignment after all.โ
โAfter I find where your mom is I will come back for,โ Amy promised. โYou will be fine here by yourself?โ
โI canโt get hurt,โ Heather replied with a bitter laugh. โIโll be fine. And besides,โ she added with a note of bitterness. โWonโt God protect me?โ
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Publication Date: 03-22-2010
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