Fallen - Marlena Williams (100 books to read in a lifetime .TXT) 📗

 

So who would have thought I would actually have feeling for a mortal girl. She seems to being living for her sister only and not for herself. It’s been a month since I’ve been looking for a sign of what to do to get back up there. I was following her for a while and that led me into the library and she was sitting in a carrel reading a book about fallen angel, why?

            “Are you following me,” she asked without looking up from the book.

            “Nope came to checkout a book,” I lied and she looks up at me with an irresistible smile.

            “You at a library checking out a book would be a miracle,” she said reading her book again.

            “You considered the date, yet I’ve waited a month before bring it up,” I told her. “I have a lot of things in store for you,” I whispered in her ear.

            “Yep, I have,” she said turning a page ignoring my flirtatious tone.

            “So it’s a yes?’ I asked her.

            “Nope, it’s a maybe,” she said.          

            “Maybe in my vocabulary is yes,” I told her.

            “Take it anyway you want it,” she said. “Oh here’s your jacket I forgot to give it back.”

            “It’s been a month now, I bet you were cuddling with it,” I joked with her.

            “Oh you wish,” she said closing her book to look at me now.

            “Oh you can keep it looks better on you anyway,” I told her and she started to pack up her book bag. “Do I have to beg you because I’m going to sound desperate?”

            “Okay, yes give me the address,” she told me.

            “Why can’t I pick you up?” I asked with a frown.

            “My dad don’t want me dating unless it’s Brad and we know that’s not going to happen,” she told me and I wrote it down.

            “Friday,” I told her.

            “That’s tomorrow,” she said with a smile.

Saturday

 

Friday I decided not cook anything too fancy, because she’s use to that so I decide to cook spaghetti and meat balls. I heard a knock on the door and I walk from the kitchen to the door to see Ava in a mini skirt and a pink top that was showing a little cleavage and a flat stomach and matching shoes.

            “Can I come in?” she smiled knowing I was look scrutinizing her.

            “Oh sorry I was just admiring your outfit,” I said and she blushed.

            “Well thanks,” she said walking pass me. “So what’s you cooking I drop my sister off at Logan next door,” she said walking around looking at pictures and stop at a picture of me and Elite which was turned downward. “Why you turn this picture down is she your use to be girlfriend or still girlfriend?”

            “Yes she’s my ex- girlfriend,” I said from the kitchen.

            She walked to my liquor cabinet and came in the kitchen with a Hennessy Ellipse.             “OH NOOOO,” I said taking it from her.

            “Why?” she asked.

            “That’s not for you,” I told her.

            “You have all those my dad got, you must be rich or a con artist,” she said coming beside as I stir the spaghetti and meatballs. “Hmm? Smells great can’t tell when I had this,” she said talking a spoon out the draw and took a taste. “Perfect,” she said smile at me

            “Glad you like it,” I told her and turn around and face her.

            “So why you dump the Brad?” I asked.

            She swallowed and said, “He was a cheater, too angry, liar, and a bastard that will be going to hell,” she said sitting down. “I don’t know how guys can be so doggish all they want is sex and if you don’t give it up they force you or have sex with one of your friends,” she said almost in tears.

            “Hey look at me,” I lift her head lightly to look at her face that was so beautiful now filling with tears. “Not every guy like that; don’t let one guy ruin your chances, there are guys out there who would love to have you as theirs,” I told her softly.

            She looked away and I went back to cooking and empty the spaghetti in a clear bowl and brought it to the table. She went back to the liquor cabinet and brought out a bottle of Casa Dragones.

            “Okay we can drink it but you have to take sips not gulps sips,” I told her.

            “Yes dad,” she said rolling her eyes. “I know it’s strong.”

            “Don’t past out,” I smiled at her.

            “If I do what will happen?” she looked at me.

            “Oh nothing but me touching on you,” I joked.

            “You pervert,” she laughed I mean really laughed. “So tell me about your claim to be ex- girl friend,” she said as I share a plate of spaghetti for her.

            “Well I loved her once until she got obsessively stalking and have psychologically problems,” I told her calmly.

            “Whoa, that’s creepy don’t worry there’s always an angel watching over you,” she told me as she put spoonful in her.

            I looked at her and raise my eyebrow at her in shock.

          “I know fallen angels are sinners but, they did it for a reason GOD can’t forgive them but if they disobeyed him more than once there will be no other chance for them, unless you fine a loophole and become a Harper angel. Some sin because some want to be equal to GOD they thinking the impossible GOD would not allow someone he made to be up to his level. Maybe they disobey him by falling in love with a mortal and breaking the rules and talking to him or her. Or they just killing mortal for fun,” she said looking at me observantly.

            “You so right, you name most of the possibilities,” I told her running my hands through my hair.

            “So you found out who you have to save to go back to where you from yet?” she asked.

            “I think I have a clue who it might be,” I looked her in those aqua waves’ eyes of hers.

            “Well good luck,” she said taking sips of Casa Dragones.     She was trying to find out something but it really didn’t matter if she asks me straight out I will surely answer her.

            She got up and walked to the kitchen thinking what to do next. She was at the sink washing her dish and I move up behind her and she jumped I can hear her heart speed up. She was breathing hard.

            “What are you doing?” she asked me turning around to face me.

            “I liked you the first time I saw you at Logan’s, your smile that brighten up my day and the way you sways your hips without even trying, every time I see you a smile comes to my face and I just want to kiss you,” I said softly breathing on her neck and I sense her body shivers.

            “Stop,” she breathes.

            “Do you really want me to?” I kissed her neck.

           “No, but please stop,” she said losing her footing and I caught her and lift her up and place her on the counter. “Oh my god what am I doing,” she whispered to herself.

            “Do you want me?” I lift her chin so she can look in my eyes.

            “Yes, I do but I can’t,” she shook her head. “I don’t want to hurt anymore and I don’t want my dad to fine out he will kill me and I don’t want to leave my sister,” she said panicking. 

            She wiggled off the sink and move away from me heading for the door. I didn’t call her I just moved in front of her in speed and she froze. Why can I feel her touch and her thoughts? I thought I couldn’t feel physically why?  

             

 

Chapter Six

 

I want him so bad but I refuse to feel this way so I walked away to the living  room and he move in front of me like speed of light. I walked right into him and I backed away from him feeling a bit troubled.

            “Last time do you want me?” he asked.

            “Stop,” I told him backing away.

            “Stay with me tonight,” he told me.

            I back up in a wall.

            “No, I can’t, my dad,” I told him finding an excused.

            “Stay with me tonight he won’t know,” he said closing in on me and I back in the wall.

            He presses his body against mines and braces my hands on the wall. Why does it feel so good and why do I want him so much? I have this feeling he’s not human he’s immortal for the past few months I’ve been having these uneasiness feelings. He lean his head in and press his lips lightly on mines and my body shivers with pleasure. I kissed back, it felt like a real kiss, no it was a real kiss I wanted more of him and he wanted more of me. He let go of my hands and move them to my waist and my hands slip around his neck and I kissed him deeper and he groan in his throat and his grip gotten tighter. Oh I didn’t want this to stop he eased me up to him and my legs wrapped around his waist. But I feel so threaten by him, yet again why do I feel this way? Isn’t he the one was stalking me that day at the beach. No, because I sense him as he came and after he came the evil present disappeared.

            Fine a bedroom, I said in my head and I felt his feet moving and he walked upstairs and opens a door and closed it behind us. So this is how I’m going to lose it. It’s kind of romantic come to think of it. He lay on top of me not even separating our lips for a second it was getting hard for me to breath.

            I felt him release my lips so I can take a breath and I felt my chest heaved and he kissed on my neck. His hands were creeping up my stomach and were brushing under my breast moving in a circular motion. My hands tighten on the sheet and my feet were rooted in the sheet tightly, moaning and breathing hard.

            “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” I was saying. “Wait what’s happening to me,” I look up to see he was smiling down at me my heart was sped up and my body had this weird feeling of tangibly pleasure.

            He was kissing me then stops and got off me and rolls over to my left and we were on the move again. It was in this room and his image was shadowy and the bed lamp was laminating a red glow. I can feel his blazing eyes staring at me. I know for sure I was flushed. Oh My Gosh I think I just