The Devils Angel by Olivia W (best ereader for comics .txt) 📕

This was it? This is my fate? My life ending so early, I hardly ever thought it would end like this. I hugged my mother tightly, the smell of angle blood filling the air as dead bodies littered the courtyard. A man, the cause of all of this,  stood before my father who laid dead at his feet. The man had a wicked grin on his face, he knew he had won, as if he had won so easily. The man stepped closer and my mother pushed me behind her. “I ask you one thing! Please! Spare my daughter, I will go with you, I will do as you say just dont kill her!” The man lost his smile and flicked his emerald eyes onto me. I narrowed my eyes and looked away as I hugged my mother tighter. “This is ridiculous dont be so stupid mother!” She spun around and grabbed me by the arms before shaking me. “Stupid? I’m being stupid?! Do you want to die Adelina? Are you truly that weak?!”

I shook my head quickly. “No, I’m not”

 She smiled slightly although there were tears streaming down her face. “That's right, your not”

The man rolled his eyes and grabbed my mother's arm yanking her to him. I took a s step toward her but a demon grabbed my arm and pulled me back. My powers, they were gone. The man smiled again and with one quick motion twisted my mother's neck before easily pulling her head off and letting the body fall. I stood there in straight terror as I stared at the now headless body. My voice had left me and for the moment I had forgotten how to breath. The body of my mother was soon blocked by the mans chest. I looked up just as he grabbed me by the throat. His eyes seemed so serious but his smile said something totally different. “Here’s something I hope you understand your majesty. I want you, it's all I’ve ever wanted. Killing your family and friends was just a simple punishment, sense they told me no. But I will have you, it is our fate. For now you will sleep, until I'm ready for you to wake up. I will catch you again, and keep you forever, dont you worry” With a single kiss to my cheek he let go of my throat and I collapsed.

Chapter 1

All of my classes had to be more interesting them Biology, I already knew everything we were being taught. But then again I guess that's the real reason I have an A, so I guess I can't really complain, but still. I had already turned in my test and waited patiently for the clock to strike 2:35. When it did the bell rung and everyone rushed out the door.

I happily stood with my bag and tossed my long brown hair up into a ponytail as I left the room. Waiting patiently by the sign ups for volunteering for concessions was my best friend Kim. For the past two years I've been staying with her and her family. Sense no traces of any family of mine were found, and I still dont remember my past. I remember waking up on the side of a road, and then a lot of police and doctors and..stress. I feel as though maybe it's a good thing I dont remember why I woke up on the side of a road. Or how I’m still alive, cause maybe my past is something I would rather not remember. But then again, of course I’m curious, everyone is. Kim pushed my bangs up so she could actually see my eyes. “You ok? You seem a little down”

I shook my head, my bangs falling back against my forehead. “Just tired I guess, you ready to go back home?”

She shook her head as she turned on her heel. “We have a game”

I rolled my eyes as I followed her. “You mean you have a game, which is you cheerleading while I sit in the bleachers and wait for you to be done. Why is that again?”

She shrugged. “I am the one driving you to and from school everyday”

“I have my own car”

“Well….you suck at driving”

“Sense when?”

“Sense..ever” She says as if it was obvious. I sighed and shook my head. “Liar, I’m a terrific driver” She didn't respond.

I didn't like that about her, when she dropped something part of a argument like she had already won. Even if the argument was stupid in the first place. As we grew closer to the gym the more clear I could hear the squeak of shoes against the gyms floor and basketballs being dribbled. While Kim left to the girls locker room to change, I made my way up the bleachers that were already partially filled. Taking a seat I placed my bag in between my legs and looked from guy to guy as our team now hung around together on one side of the court. I wish I could say I was observing everyone, including the other team like a normal person would but I was focused on the basketball star, Jamie. Kim would tell me that he was just a selfish fuck boy but I didn't see that in him. Sure he was popular and sometimes rude to others but he was never that way with me. When the cheerleaders finally came out the bleachers were filled as people cheered. I smiled and clapped only when I saw Kim. I was use to supporting her by myself now. I dont really understand what it is that her mom does but she's always super busy, to the point where she comes home only about once a month from traveling. Kims dad spends most of his time at work as well, but I like it that way, at least with him. I've never admitted it to Kim but I dont feel right when I’m alone with him. The cheerleaders shuffled there pom poms and did there cheer as the game started. Our team colors are purple, the others being yellow, the coyotes. From what I’ve seen there a pretty good team, evenly matched to us. My gaze switched between who ever dribbled or shot the ball, and even the coaches as they followed the two teams up and down the court.

Once the game ended I was more than happy to leave, my butt was hurting, I was hungry, and had homework I needed to get done. I made my way down the bleachers and walked straight to the girls locker room where I would wait for Kim. When she finally stepped out, she wore a hoodie and a pair of sweats, her hair in a high ponytail. She took a long drink from her water bottle and hooked her arm around mine as we walked. “You did really good” I say, wondering if that's what she wanted me to say. “Thankyou. I’d take us out for some burgers or something but my dad is already making lasagna”

I nodded my head although eating a burger sounded really nice.

Once we got to the car, I crawled into the passenger seat and dropped my bag on the floor. Kim starting up the car, the heat immediately hitting our faces. “Isn't your mom's birthday coming up?” I ask.

She nodded her head as she pulled out of our parking spot. “Yea, I dont know if she's coming home though. I bet she's spending it with a guy or something”

I looked over at her. “So you think she's cheating?”

Kim shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. “I mean she hardly ever comes home, hardly ever calls and I’ve looked at my dads phone. A bunch of dating apps”

I scrunch my nose up slightly. “I’m sure she's just really busy” I say, wanting to make the situation sound better. “Whatever” Kim turned up the radio and that was the last of our conversation. When we got home we grabbed our bags and walked inside. There house was rather modern and cozy. Her parents made more than enough money to suit their everyday needs. I dropped my bag by Kims and followed her into the kitchen. The smell of lasagna was rather mouth watering. Kim seemed more happy, now in the presence of food. “Hey girls how was the game?” Her father, Matt leaned back against the counter with a dish towel over his shoulder. Kim walked over to the oven and opened it just a peak. “It was fine”

I leaned over the island and ignored her fathers gaze as I watched her. “Addy, how was your day?”

I looked over at him and smiled slightly. “It was ok”

I stood up as Kim turned around. “Kim, can you go take the trash out?” Kim looked over at Matt and rolled her eyes slightly. She walked to the bin and pulled out the trash bag out before walking towards the back door. Why hadn't she asked me to go with? For her I guess it wasn't a big deal but for me it definitely was. I shook my head and walked around the island before opening up the fridge and grabbing a coke. Closing the door I flinched as Matt stood right there. I dropped the coke and it hit the floor with a clunk before rolling toward the island. We both stood there for a moment, not saying anything. Matt finally smiled slightly and grabbed the can off the floor. “You might want a different one. How's your memory coming along?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Nothing has changed” I opened the fridge once again and grabbed another coke. “Hm, so is that therapist really not doing anything for you?”

I looked over at him again and thought about it. “Well I guess not, but I’m sure something will come up eventually. A spark”

I had the urge to step back now as he stared down at me. His smile had faded his eyes were dark. “Hmm, well we’ll just have to get you a new therapist, I'll work it out soon” He hugged me without my consent and I immediately froze up. Two words filled my head, let go, let go, let go, let go. He kept his hands wrapped around my lower back before pulling them back and down my ass. He squeezed my ass tightly and then I really didn’t know what to do. Was this normal? Is this something he did to Kim? I heard the back door close and I assumed he did to because he let go and walked past me. I stood there for a few seconds and immediately leaned against the sink once Kim appeared. “Is dinner ready yet?” She asked impatiently. “Yes” Was Matt's only reply as he pulled out the tray and sat it on the stove to cool off. She nodded in satisfaction and walked over to the cupboard for a plate. Turning around to hand me one she paused. “Are you ok?” I looked up at her and smiled slightly as I nodded. “Fine” She nodded as I took the plate from her.

I felt more awkward when we sat together. I was happy Kim was next to me, but I was still in his presence and I could still feel his gaze. It was bothering, unsettling. It wasn't cute, or dangerously attractive like books described. I ate just the one serving and quickly excused myself. Setting my dishes in the sink, I didn't bother to return to the table. I grabbed my bag and ran straight up to my room to do my homework.

When I woke up, it was still dark out, in fact the street lights were still on, the moon unhidden. I turned