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Feelings 2Ashley stared at the figure he saw before him.
It was a man, an Eighteen year old actually. He had long tangled black hair that reached to his shoulders, he was skinny, and had creamy white skin that almost glowed. His eyes were a stunning blue, but what was most unique about him was that he had long elegant, black feathery wings that were as tall as him, he was holding a old book, flipping through the tattered pages. The liquid eyeliner that he was wearing, was running. His red lipstick was smeared. All that he wore was a white bloody towel around his slim waist.
Ashley froze in absolute terror as the winged boy felt Ashley's presence, and looked at him, his stunning blue eyes pierced through Ashley, studying him intently. It almost seemed like those blue eyes were searching his soul. He felt extremely vulnerable as he felt the temperature of the room dropped. Ashley shivered slightly as the icy cold wrapped around him like a blanket. He stared directly into thos
Feelings 3"T-They're nothing..." Ashley stuttered taking his arm away and hiding it behind his back.
"I think it's something..." Andy mumbled, turning around and trying to grab Ashley's arm. Ashley pulled his arm back and cried out in pain as Andy clutched his bleeding arm tightly, looking over the cuts. Andy's beautiful angelic face, contorted in confusion. He slowly tucked in his wings and stared intently at them, it seemed like a century before he finally spoke.
"What are these?"
Tears blurred Ashley's vision.
Ashley paused for a second to let it all soak in.
This boy was an angel, that's for sure. But he wasn't any normal angel, he had black wings. Fallen Angels had black wings, right? So Andy must be a Fallen Angel. But why is he here? What photo album is he talking about? What does he mean "his" house? This was Ashley's house. And Andy wasn't going to leave easily. Andy said it was his house, but Ashley had been living in it ever since he was born. Unless something happ
Feelings 4Ashley was crying for the third time this night.
He didn't know why he was sobbing into his pillow once again,he didn't know why he would cry over a stranger asking him what the cuts on his arms were. He wailed into his pillow in frustration as he sat on the floor. Ashley bit the end of his pillow and growled.
Ashley wanted to find out more about this fallen angel who broke into his fucking house, wait, he's probably just a teenager with fucking strap on wings, he's not a fallen angel. Angels don't exist, and neither do fallen angels.
Ashley's tears were soon replaced by anger. He wanted Andy to leave - but yet...he didn't...It was complicated. Ashley had mixed feelings about Andy. Maybe Andy could be good company? Ashley thought long and hard.
Would Lucy like Andy? She wasn't very nice sometimes... Ashley remembered the day when Sandra met Lucy. Sandra tried to gently pick up a sleeping Lucy from under the couch, only to be bitten and scratched on the arm. But Lucy was a ni
Feelings 1"Ashley...Please tell me what's wrong!" A girl's frantic voice buzzed through the cellphone.
"No Sandra." Ashley Purdy cried into the phone. He didn't want her to find out. If she did, it would ruin him. Sandra was Ashley's best friend, but he could never tell her the truth behind his fake smile that he would always wear around her.
Sandra took a long pause before sighing, soon after that, the line went dead.
Sandra had hung up on him.
Ashley Purdy sobbed into his pillow in the darkness as he lay on his bed. Ashley's thighs and arms stung as fresh cuts covered them, blood slowly seeped through the white bed sheets. He cut a little too deep this time. He didn't want Sandra knowing the truth, he didn't want to drive his only friend away. Ashley Purdy starved himself everyday and every night, for the past three years. Ashley was Sixteen now, his Seventeenth birthday was in two weeks. Not that anyone cared but Sandra anyways. His parents had left him, and so did his past friends just becau
Feelings (Andley) PrologueEverything always happens for a reason.
But some of those reasons, we might never know.
Humans are so easy to break.
With just one sentence, or word, they could shut down easily. Their weakness shines through their expressions and actions. They won't talk or eat for days, and sometimes...this curious liquid drops from their eyes.
Why does this happen?
How could a human ever make another of their own kind, feel that way?
How could a mother and father abandon their offspring because "they didn't want it."
Feelings and emotions play such a keen part in a human's life. It's almost....
It amazes me how they deal with these emotions.
But it amazes me even more what they do to deal with the emotions that are filling their bodies.
Sometimes, screaming and kicking helps.
But other times...
A good sharp razorblade, or a nice rope hanging from the support beam, tied into a noose, would suffice greatly.
But my biggest question is....
Is there a reason I ended up with a
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