Categories > Original > Romance > May the Angel Spread his Wings
I watch as Angel, the boy I couldn't get my mind off of, vanishes into the darkness. I feel helpless just standing there, staring at the now empty alley. Why do I care so much anyway? He's just a silly boy, a runaway, a hoodlum no doubt. I shouldn't obsess myself over such a person, a delinquent. Shouldn't is the key word in that sentence. My disobedient mind had a different agenda. Should I really just stand here as he gets farther away? I know I'll get in trouble... But he might be worth it... I frown a bit to myself as I peer back behind me, ensuring that my mother wasn't pulling up yet. She wasn't. "Abby, don't be irrational. Just go about your business. Don't ruin yourself over a stranger." I whisper to myself, covering my eyes with my hands before sighing. Suddenly, I hear the slight squeak of breaks behind me. Whipping around, I see my mum there. See, now I couldn't go if I wanted to. I think solumnly, then start to the car.
"Hello, dear; how are you?" My mum inquires as I close the door.
"I'm alright, just sleepy I suppose. By the way, Gabby and Alice want me to have a girls sleep over tomorrow at theirs, would you mind if I go?" I ask, watching the road apathetically.
"I don't see why not. Sure."
"Thanks, mum."
"Not a problem, dear."
A moment later we pull up in to my drive way, and for the first time in life, I just want to go in my room and be alone. I grab my bag silently, then take off inside, rushing through the living room, waving at my father as he says his hello's to me, head right up stairs, and into my sanctuary. Slowly, I close my door, dropping my bag on the floor. Walking over to my dresser, I pull my dress off, then reach in and grab my white, lace night gown, dropping it over my head. That's when I hear a slight shuffe outside that causes my heart to drop. Quickly, I rush to the window, hoping it may be Angel. To my disappointment, it was just the tree branches tickling the glass. A slight grimace forms on my face and I close the window back. I was about to lock it, but then I didn't, as I had a slight glimmer of hope that he will show up sometime. At that point, a brilliant idea crosses my mind. A sign, on my window! That way, if Angel does show up, he'll know which room is mine and doesn't risk breaking into my parents room, then hating me. I rush to my school bag and pull out a sheet of computer paper and my pink and yellow highlighters. I boldly scribble down the words, "Enter here, Angel", then grab my tape off the dresser and tape it to the window. There. That should do the trick! Feeling accomplished now, I turn my bedroom light off and hop into bed, stretching a bit before closing my eyes and letting myself drift into a peaceful slumber.
"Abigail... You are beautiful darling." Angel whispers to me, hovering over my naked body. My cheeks were bright red as his perfect lips come closer to mine, grazing them softly. I felt a rush of warmth between my legs, breathing heavily as he breaks the kiss. I watch his eyes glance down to my feminine region, gazing up at the slight upward tilt forming upon his lips. "Well Abigail, it seems that someone is having some very naughty thoughts aren't you?" He says chuckling, the hundreds of lits candles all over my room causing the scent of vanilla to swarm my nose.
"Angel, I love you!" I whimper helplessly, watching as he rids himself of his clothes, and lies over me completely naked.
"And I love you Abigail." He says, then bends down and licks the lobe of my ear before softly whispering. "Let me be your first..." His fingers thread through my hair, running slowly down my neck, across my breasts, fondling them gently.
"Yes, Angel.Yes! Make love to me! Please!" I cry out desperately, feeling the warmth of his manhood pressing into my thigh.
"Of course baby girl, your wish is my command." He positions himself over my entrance, preparing to slide into me...
My eyes fly open, staring around the room, searching for any signs of Angel. Of course he wasn't in here, but my window was open... I notice, hopping out of bed then whisper into the darkness, "Angel, are you here?" There is no response, just the howling of the wind outside. That's when I feel the sensation of liquid sliding down my thigh. "Ah!" I exclaim, running over and closing my window, then running out into the bathroom to clean up. What the hell was up with that dream?! I think to myself, grabbing toilet paper and dabbing myself clean before throwing it in the toilet and flushing it away. I sigh then go to the sink, soaping up my hands, rinsing them, then splashing some of the cool water on my face. I stare at myself in the mirror, analyzing my reflection. On the outside I look the same as always, but on the inside, a new rush of emotions and cravings are forming, and I don't know how to handle them. I sigh, then grab the hand towel, drying my hands and face before returning to my room. Hopping back into my bed, I close my trying to let myself drift back into sleep.
*
Finally, I arrive at North Water Pine Avenue. Which house is this girls though? I think back, trying to remember the house number. Was it 1492? Well, whatever it's worth a try I guess. I don't even know why the fuck I'm doing this. Why am I taking the time to find this girl? This is idiotic. This stupid shit reminds me of my brother. Jesus, he such a dick. Nonetheless, I start walking down the road, analyzing each house number. 1482, 1484, 1486... It should be just a few more houses down. I keep walking until I arrive in the drive way of a really nice house. It looks to me like this chick is rich. I almost don't hear the sound of a car coming down the street at the dead hour of 3 AM, but thankfully I had enough time to just behind some shrubbery they had at the foot of the driveway. When the car passes, I make my way to the fence, hopping it like a true pro. I am a pro at that actually. I've run from the police a dozen times. As I'm scouting the back yard, it occurs to me... Where the fuck do I go in at? I stop, reaching the very back of the house, contemplating what my nexxt move should be, when something bright catches my eye. There's a piece of paper taped to a window on the second story. Leading to that window was a tree. It looked easy enough. Let's read that paper. Slowly I jump, gripping the branch of the tree then pulling myself up. Once I reach it, I continue climbing, wiggling through leaves and twigs. It would be my kind of luck if I get bit by some kind of deadly spider up here, but maybe that wouldn't be so bad. With one final branch cleared, I'm at the top. I look down. Let's not fall down this thing. Cautiously, I make my way to the window, scooting my way across the branch until the bright lettering comes into view. "Enter here, Angel." It reads. Well... That answers my question I guess. Slowly I place my hands on the window handles, pulling, hoping they'll come open. They do. My heart at this point was hammering in my chest hardcore. That's when I just go for it, and death leap into the room, landing on the ground with a soft thud. "Oomph!" For a moment, I just lay there reveling in the feeling of the carpet. For a moment I thought I was going to fall asleep, so I stand now, peering down at the queen sized bed in front of me. In it is the girl from earlier. She's asleep like a baby. She's beautiful. I stand over her, watching as she wriggles around in her sleep, hugging onto her pillow tightly. Glancing to the side of her slightly, I notice a smaller throw pillow that says Abigail across it. So that's her name... "Abigail..." I repeat to myself, quietly, when I hear her mouth open too. "Yes, Angel. Yes!" She says, moving about in her bed more enthusiatically.
I can tell she is about to wake up. I frown. Should I stay or should I leave? "Angel, are you here?" She asks. Slowly, silently, I duck down, praying that her bed would be suitable to climb under. Thankfully it was, and I slowly make my way under, hoping she doesn't see me. After successfully hiding myself, she stands up. "Ah!" She exclaims. My eyes widen. Fuck did she see me? I think frantically. Keeping my lips sealed, I watch her feet walk to the window. It shuts with a soft thud then she runs out of the room. I exhale slowly, not even realizing I had been holding my breath. Slowly I lay my head on the ground, my eyes closing. Maybe I will sleep here tonight, then when everyone leaves for work and school, I'll go down and eat some then leave. That sounds good to me, a lot better than that abandoned house. The sound of thunder echoes outside, then the soft pelting of the rain sounds on the window. My eyes are heavy as I watch Abby re-enter the room and hop back in bed. I close my lids again, mumbling to myself, "Good night Abigail..." Before I fall into a peaceful slumber myself for once.
"Hello, dear; how are you?" My mum inquires as I close the door.
"I'm alright, just sleepy I suppose. By the way, Gabby and Alice want me to have a girls sleep over tomorrow at theirs, would you mind if I go?" I ask, watching the road apathetically.
"I don't see why not. Sure."
"Thanks, mum."
"Not a problem, dear."
A moment later we pull up in to my drive way, and for the first time in life, I just want to go in my room and be alone. I grab my bag silently, then take off inside, rushing through the living room, waving at my father as he says his hello's to me, head right up stairs, and into my sanctuary. Slowly, I close my door, dropping my bag on the floor. Walking over to my dresser, I pull my dress off, then reach in and grab my white, lace night gown, dropping it over my head. That's when I hear a slight shuffe outside that causes my heart to drop. Quickly, I rush to the window, hoping it may be Angel. To my disappointment, it was just the tree branches tickling the glass. A slight grimace forms on my face and I close the window back. I was about to lock it, but then I didn't, as I had a slight glimmer of hope that he will show up sometime. At that point, a brilliant idea crosses my mind. A sign, on my window! That way, if Angel does show up, he'll know which room is mine and doesn't risk breaking into my parents room, then hating me. I rush to my school bag and pull out a sheet of computer paper and my pink and yellow highlighters. I boldly scribble down the words, "Enter here, Angel", then grab my tape off the dresser and tape it to the window. There. That should do the trick! Feeling accomplished now, I turn my bedroom light off and hop into bed, stretching a bit before closing my eyes and letting myself drift into a peaceful slumber.
"Abigail... You are beautiful darling." Angel whispers to me, hovering over my naked body. My cheeks were bright red as his perfect lips come closer to mine, grazing them softly. I felt a rush of warmth between my legs, breathing heavily as he breaks the kiss. I watch his eyes glance down to my feminine region, gazing up at the slight upward tilt forming upon his lips. "Well Abigail, it seems that someone is having some very naughty thoughts aren't you?" He says chuckling, the hundreds of lits candles all over my room causing the scent of vanilla to swarm my nose.
"Angel, I love you!" I whimper helplessly, watching as he rids himself of his clothes, and lies over me completely naked.
"And I love you Abigail." He says, then bends down and licks the lobe of my ear before softly whispering. "Let me be your first..." His fingers thread through my hair, running slowly down my neck, across my breasts, fondling them gently.
"Yes, Angel.Yes! Make love to me! Please!" I cry out desperately, feeling the warmth of his manhood pressing into my thigh.
"Of course baby girl, your wish is my command." He positions himself over my entrance, preparing to slide into me...
My eyes fly open, staring around the room, searching for any signs of Angel. Of course he wasn't in here, but my window was open... I notice, hopping out of bed then whisper into the darkness, "Angel, are you here?" There is no response, just the howling of the wind outside. That's when I feel the sensation of liquid sliding down my thigh. "Ah!" I exclaim, running over and closing my window, then running out into the bathroom to clean up. What the hell was up with that dream?! I think to myself, grabbing toilet paper and dabbing myself clean before throwing it in the toilet and flushing it away. I sigh then go to the sink, soaping up my hands, rinsing them, then splashing some of the cool water on my face. I stare at myself in the mirror, analyzing my reflection. On the outside I look the same as always, but on the inside, a new rush of emotions and cravings are forming, and I don't know how to handle them. I sigh, then grab the hand towel, drying my hands and face before returning to my room. Hopping back into my bed, I close my trying to let myself drift back into sleep.
*
Finally, I arrive at North Water Pine Avenue. Which house is this girls though? I think back, trying to remember the house number. Was it 1492? Well, whatever it's worth a try I guess. I don't even know why the fuck I'm doing this. Why am I taking the time to find this girl? This is idiotic. This stupid shit reminds me of my brother. Jesus, he such a dick. Nonetheless, I start walking down the road, analyzing each house number. 1482, 1484, 1486... It should be just a few more houses down. I keep walking until I arrive in the drive way of a really nice house. It looks to me like this chick is rich. I almost don't hear the sound of a car coming down the street at the dead hour of 3 AM, but thankfully I had enough time to just behind some shrubbery they had at the foot of the driveway. When the car passes, I make my way to the fence, hopping it like a true pro. I am a pro at that actually. I've run from the police a dozen times. As I'm scouting the back yard, it occurs to me... Where the fuck do I go in at? I stop, reaching the very back of the house, contemplating what my nexxt move should be, when something bright catches my eye. There's a piece of paper taped to a window on the second story. Leading to that window was a tree. It looked easy enough. Let's read that paper. Slowly I jump, gripping the branch of the tree then pulling myself up. Once I reach it, I continue climbing, wiggling through leaves and twigs. It would be my kind of luck if I get bit by some kind of deadly spider up here, but maybe that wouldn't be so bad. With one final branch cleared, I'm at the top. I look down. Let's not fall down this thing. Cautiously, I make my way to the window, scooting my way across the branch until the bright lettering comes into view. "Enter here, Angel." It reads. Well... That answers my question I guess. Slowly I place my hands on the window handles, pulling, hoping they'll come open. They do. My heart at this point was hammering in my chest hardcore. That's when I just go for it, and death leap into the room, landing on the ground with a soft thud. "Oomph!" For a moment, I just lay there reveling in the feeling of the carpet. For a moment I thought I was going to fall asleep, so I stand now, peering down at the queen sized bed in front of me. In it is the girl from earlier. She's asleep like a baby. She's beautiful. I stand over her, watching as she wriggles around in her sleep, hugging onto her pillow tightly. Glancing to the side of her slightly, I notice a smaller throw pillow that says Abigail across it. So that's her name... "Abigail..." I repeat to myself, quietly, when I hear her mouth open too. "Yes, Angel. Yes!" She says, moving about in her bed more enthusiatically.
I can tell she is about to wake up. I frown. Should I stay or should I leave? "Angel, are you here?" She asks. Slowly, silently, I duck down, praying that her bed would be suitable to climb under. Thankfully it was, and I slowly make my way under, hoping she doesn't see me. After successfully hiding myself, she stands up. "Ah!" She exclaims. My eyes widen. Fuck did she see me? I think frantically. Keeping my lips sealed, I watch her feet walk to the window. It shuts with a soft thud then she runs out of the room. I exhale slowly, not even realizing I had been holding my breath. Slowly I lay my head on the ground, my eyes closing. Maybe I will sleep here tonight, then when everyone leaves for work and school, I'll go down and eat some then leave. That sounds good to me, a lot better than that abandoned house. The sound of thunder echoes outside, then the soft pelting of the rain sounds on the window. My eyes are heavy as I watch Abby re-enter the room and hop back in bed. I close my lids again, mumbling to myself, "Good night Abigail..." Before I fall into a peaceful slumber myself for once.
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