i sit on my heels, the air around me cold; numbing. it's been two months exactly, but it feels like two millenniums. i kiss my fingers lightly, placing my hand on his gravestone, seeing leaves whisk past. as i look around, i think of all that could have happened if he chose to stay with me.

"leah!"

i laugh, running around the house, with my air-soft gun in hand. as i lay up against the wall, i hear him getting closer.

"honey, where are you?"

i take him off guard, moving from my hiding and shooting him in the back of the head. he laughs, turning around, i widen my eyes as i go into my hiding again. i look around, where can i go?! before i can make a run for it, i feel his hands slither around my waist. his lips kiss my cheek, i can't help but smile, his scent was soothing.

better than any painkiller or candle.

"i found you."

he mumbles, he looks for my hand, intertwining ours together. we stand there holding each other in a loving manner, not a single word being spoken. but our actions speaking more than a love story.

i don't know how i managed to keep myself together. my adoptive father, alex, did begin to like him. the news hit him harder than i had expected, must be because of what he would have done for me, and how much he really loved who i am. it hurts, god, it hurts more than i could have imagined. the fear that had taken place while holding him that night... it was psychotic.

i wonder how i was in the right mind, he was so cold. so very cold.

i feel hope replace my anxiety, only to have it ripped away from me. he began paling, the energy not lasting, his body crumbling.

"no, no, no this can't be happening."

i frantically tried bursting more energy, only to have it bounce off his body. i was too late, i couldn't accept this. my lips quivered in fear, i hear him breath a soft word. i couldn't make it out.

"what was that?"

stopping my actions, i lean close to his mouth. his icy lips caressed my earlobe.

"forever,"

he said.

"you've got me forever."

it's been in my mind, on replay, torturing me. i couldn't have done anything, it was all up to him, i couldn't stop it. i was too late. maybe, i could have changed his mind, just maybe. he was one the only man that loved me without having to sleep with me or see me naked, but it wasn't just because he was a fallen angel.

or that he wasn't from this world, especially him being the devil. it was because love conquered all. i finally stand up, my heart feeling empty and slow, my backyard full of leaves. everything seemed to be a blur, before the incident, i had applied to a college. and i got accepted, the news was exciting... if only i had the chance to tell him. 

"you don't have too, leah."

he had a look of distress, he wanted too so badly. and for him, i would let him. shaking my head, i hold his hand.

"i want too."

the air around has had sexual tension that was palpable enough to cause an orgasm. his hand moved down to my breast, cupping it lightly, i closed my eyes. reveling his gentle touch, it was implicit. my breathing had changed, his cold hands touch the end of my dress. lifting the fabric off my body, i was displayed, my heart thumped against my chest.

i could feel his stare burning into my skin, up close and personal. but not touching me, he places a kiss on my forehead.

"beautiful."

he had given me so much money, after taking a trip to the bank recently. the amount of digits i saw, no idea how he had given me all the money. i could pay off my college debt, hell, i could pay it off and buy a jet with the money he gave me. i didn't like the idea of him doing illegal matters for my safety and future, well, our future. running my hand over my stomach, i gently smile.

one hit wonder. i walk back inside my house, i had moved out from alex' place. luckily, my college was just a few blocks away. finally graduated, preparing for school again, i decide to write to my grandparents in alberta. maybe i should visit them soon.

with my pen out and a blank piece of paper, i feel a sudden urge to pee. i quickly go to the bathroom, doing my business, and washing my hands. as i walk through my empty halls, i smell a very familiar scent. musky and vanilla, a scent i could recognize anywhere. i look around, no one in sight, i sit back down at my dining table.

my pen had set neatly next to my paper that wasn't blank anymore. my heart pounded against my chest, and in an instant, my throat closes up.

i miss you, honey. congrats on the acceptance and the miracle in your stomach. never forget that i'm always here, watching over, remember what i said? that i'd love you wherever i am after everything? call that a promise kept. i love you, leah. forever.

until next time;

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