He looked at me weirdly, "What. Where did you get that idea..", "It was always just something I thought of when I heard about the myths; speaking of the myths; you said I am an Angel, so if I were an Angel..where are my wings then? That is if Angels have wings..which I think they do.." he laughed, "That is well..thinking of it when I turned twenty-one, they just appeared but it is because I was told that I'd have to snap my fingers. So I'm guessing it's just that you need to snap your fingers since you're already twenty-one. And or maybe it's a waiting game.." I looked at him with my arms crossed, "So just a snap of fingers..interesting.." I mumbled as he told me to warn him also if I was in pain in the shoulder blades since that is where the wings would be.

"Ok. So if I snap and get wings..what if there are no wings, does that mean I am a wingless angel.." He raised a brow, "Okay stop thinking what ifs..it's not a good habit.", "Right..sorry but.." he laughs and holds my hands, "What did I-", "Stop with the over thinking I know..its' a force of a habit.." I laughed nervously, "Look, not every creature is made and ready to fly, like I could fly..but overall I choose not to due to reasons and it takes up a lot of energy .."

He snapped his fingers as my eyes widened seeing his black feathered wings springing out from his back, "Doesn't that hurt..", "First time yes..but overtime no..it gets numb." he released one of my hands, "So I am gonna prove to you that the myths are wrong, along with other ones. As this one says, our feathers are truly sharp enough to prick you and maybe kill you.." I gulped as he laughed, "I'm kidding they won't kill you nor are sharp..", "I shouldn't.." he grabbed a feather, and placed it in my palm. I rubbed my fingers between the feathers and it was soft. "Well?" I began to touch the tip, also purely soft, "You were right." I muttered, "I know I was. And my advice for you going forward is to live without fear as if you live in fear and believing in every myth, it will mess with your reality.."

It was strange for me that it didn't make me bleed to death like the myth said it would and felt like a pillow feather but softer. Maybe he was right, I had to live without fear and believe in every myth there is. "So why don't you keep my feather, think of it as a memorable moment between us.." He laughed and closed my hand. "And so you know from what the truth is versus what is a myth.." He looked at me as I smiled, "Aside from that, I was thinking since maybe your wings aren't ready to show, what if I can take you on a small trip."

"Where would this small trip be?" I raised a brow,"It's a place not really in Downtown Oakheart but somewhere near there. There's a place I know you will be safe and also loved." I looked at him strangely when he said the word safe. "Safe? Safe from what?" He looked frazzled, "Well for starters safe from your mom and Colorado, I mean Colton." I sighed as he had a point as I had to be clear from her view, and Colton's view. "I promise you'll be fine..just here's a tip from a family friend who also taught me to fly..just don't let go..", "Wait what do you mean. It's it always not to look down?! And you said it was a small trip!?"

He picked me up bridal style, and I began to panic inside as the thought of flying was never a thing I understood. I always had vacation here in Oakheart as I never even left the state of Alambama. "Another thing to remember is to look at me and just breathe...I promise you that I got you..I won't ever let you out of my sight." I took a breath in and still felt panicked inside. I took a few more breaths as he bent his knees and jumped in the air.

He was then floating in mid air not high off the ground. "See not so bad? Would you want to go higher?" I looked down and though we weren't far off the ground, I locked eyes with him as he looked at me. I held on to his hand, "Ok. But just don't drop me.." He nodded, "I won't.." he flew slowly to the limit where the clouds could touch us. I had closed my eyes the rest of the way as he mentioned we would be landing soon. I open my eyes seeing him head towards a building rooftop. "See what I tell you? It was going to be a short trip," I laughed nervously, "and I didn't drop you.", "It was short but how do you not get caught..wont people freak out when they see a person just flying in mid air." he looked at me, "Yes but, I would then transform into one of those gray-eyed hawks beforehand.."

I look at him with my head tilted, "What. Really?" He laughed, "No. I'm kidding. I will actually just go back down to the nearest building..and or head to my second home away from home as fun fact not everyone can see those who have wings.." I raised a brow, he laughed more and looked at me. "I'll teach you how to fly at some point and make it less scary than it seems." He flew towards the roof in the distance as he then planted his feet on the ground. He took my hand and led me towards what seemed like a fire escape with a ladder leading down to the ground. I followed him down as before we left the alleyway, he snapped his fingers, and the wings were gone. We walked out and he smiled, "Maya. I would like you to know that this is my mother's place.." he said while walking in front of the place. I raised a brow, looking at the name while also trying to pronounce it. "La Papillion. What does La Papillion stand for?", "La Papillion translates to being known as The Bitterfly."

I never knew that Bitterfly was a word. "The Bitterfly? You sure it's not The Butterfly." he nodded, "Yeah pretty sure it means The Bitterfly..like I said it's a home away from home." he laughed, "No matter how many times have I told you and your sister, it doesn't stand for that..no matter how many times you tell the locals..it does stand for The Butterfly..", "I know Ma, I know." she laughs, "So who's this lovely lady Jay..", "Oh so you go by Jay do you.." he shrugged, "Only my mom calls me that and sometimes Rosemary," I chuckled, "Oh. Right. Ma this is Mariah..Mariah this is my ma, Candi.." his mother looked at me.

"So you're the famous Mariah..oh it's so good to meet you.." she hugged me and my eyes widened. "It's nice to meet you, Candi.." she smiled, "It's nice to meet you too dear..Oh which reminds me Rosemary is out now so she'll be back later.." he raised a brow. "Where did she go? She was with us at the beach and then said she's going to the you know who's house..cause I had the key." he mentioned as his mother looked at him. "She was there but then she came here to tell me that she would be out somewhere in more of the East Oakheart..meeting someone at the place known as Vanilla Cakes. She was also supposed to get a cake for you. Let's just hope she didn't order Muddy Rum..that was horrible from last year..it tasted like pure alcohol and not enough chocolate."

My eyes widened at the name Vanilla Cakes as it happened to be where Colton works and used to give me a free cake for my birthday every year. And speaking of the Muddy Rum flavor it was inspired by his father, one who was indeed an alcoholic. Though somehow the cake giving situation this year may be not as difficult to take in as it wasn't delivered by him but by Rosemary, his assumed soulmate and Jacob older sister. "You okay my dear.."

I turned on my heel as I didn't want to offend her but I just had to walk away. I felt anger but confused with all my feelings. I had just felt like it was purely stupid of me to be angry over nothing, and it was even cold of me to be mad towards a cake business. As that was just stupid. "Maya!" I hear him yell from behind, I hear footsteps running up to me. He had stopped me in my tracks and looked at me in the eyes. I felt bad about how I was expressing my feelings as it wasn't common for me to show them. It was like I was leaving him without an answer to what was wrong. And leaving him with pure silence. "Hey. You okay? What's wrong?", "It's nothing.." he took my hand, "What's wrong.." I sighed, "The bakery your mom mentioned, Vanilla Cakes. That is where Colton works and every year he would give me a cake from there each year on my birthday."

He frowned, "well almost every birthday." I muttered, "I know it seems hard. When you are used to doing traditions it is hard to transition into life without it, here are a couple of suggestions I am gonna give you. The first is maybe if he had such a big impact on you and you feel like you need to get him out of your mind but can't. Then don't, keep those memories even if it's hard to deal with what happened in the past..even if it takes a long time.." I nodded, "Is there a second option..like literally anything that when one becomes an Angel or whatever supernatural creature can help remove memories? I just want him out for good even the good parts that will just remind me of bad. I don't want him to be the only reason I think of him, being my almost murder, I want him to be like non-exists." He had sighed, "I had the same feeling..I only wanted to remember my dad for the good parts and not the bad. But no there isn't..I was told to try hypnosis..but I heard you may need a profes-.."

I released my hand from his and started to walk away, I couldn't take in the pity I felt nor did I want to accept the fate of what I was going through all within this one day was all part of destiny. Destiny made me born and gifted to be his soulmate, without telling me why, and why I feared every time an emotion I had felt was going to lead me down a path of misery. As all of this Angel and Devil and the supernatural stuff that I once thought was make-believe and complete nonsense, was just my new reality forming around me. "Maya..its' okay to feel emotions.." I heard him say just when I had reached a point halfway between me and him, I had stopped just hearing him yell for me to bring me back to him, just like when Colton yelled for me to go back to the car to hear him out. Unlike last time when I was in the middle of the road, I was in the middle of a sidewalk. The only thoughts I had to get Colton fresh out of my mind was either get in a coma and never wake up again and or be struck by lightning to death.

I still heard him yelling and I made a run for it down the sidewalk, away from La Papillion. Looking at my surroundings, I happened to get too far down the sidewalks and into the busy side streets of West Oakheart. Rumor had it was more scary than Downtown District Oakheart. My vision began to blur again as it was not a perfect twenty/twenty vision clear. My brain wasn't focused causing me to feel panicked, it also might be because I haven't been in this area before. I tried to remember everything I passed just in case of getting lost as when I looked behind me, people had all started walking in front of me, in the cross road illegally. I had then pressed the button to walk and waited for it to turn to be able to walk but more and more people were doing it without the white sign saying we were allowed.

I shook my head as I felt warm again and took a few breaths as while looking down to see I was still barefoot, as I know surely my feet were having cuts and scrapes everywhere on the bottoms. When I eventually was calmed down, my heart beat spiked hearing my name being yelled by him. My mind was hearing both his voice and Coltons. Though this time Jacob was only a few miles away and Colton would have been backing his truck up. It felt like every second, it repeated in my head as the voices just sounded so similar. My heart was racing as I couldn't catch my breath.

Mariah! Mariah?!

The people who started to crowd around me started to get bigger and bigger, as I felt like there wasn't room to move or breathe. I tried to shove my way out from the people but ended up falling and holding onto my knees trying to make myself less anxious than what I was feeling. The sounds of people talking to the cars honking made me want to cry. I needed to breathe, I needed to be in my own personal bubble, I needed help. I tried to imagine the honking and talking was all quiet and nothing was around me. I then felt pain and screamed, that's when people moved out of the way and all eyes were on me. That's when Jacob had reached me and every loud sound now to be oddly silent like a whisper.

His face blurred as my thoughts, my heartbeat, and even the pain had slowly gone down. "Hey you're gonna be okay Maya..you're gonna be okay.." he said as I felt the sharp pain again but more within the shoulder blades. His face became more clearer seeing him come closer as the ticking sound of the walk sign had changed as now people were able to walk.

"Should someone call 9-1-1.." a voice said,"No. She's fine! She's fine.." He yelled, "But where are her shoes..", "She left them in my car.." Jacob muttered as I felt like I was being picked up. I groaned a little in pain. "Don't worry, I know where to take you.." Where we're gonna go. When was this pain gonna go away. Just seeing him in my view and hearing a door open then close, the room we were in wasn't lightened up with light. I felt like I was placed, as a surge of pain was just released. "Well if I wasn't mistaken, I think this may explain why you were a bit moody.."

I took a few breaths as the pain started to fade away slowly. "Anyways may give you the warm welcome to..being part winged..since you know your wings just came in.." I frowned in pain, "You never said it was gonna be this painful!" I yelled towards him. Feeling heated in anger all I wanted to do was to punch him, but that wouldn't be the right thing to do. So luckily I didn't go through with my plan. I took a breath and attempted to ignore the fact it was painful. I closed my eyes and reopened them to see that my vision began to become clear as I was much calmer than panicked like before. "Besides in pain, how are you feeling.." I reached behind me and plucked a feather, I felt it as it was feeling like a pillow feather but much softer. I handed it to him as I had one of his feathers, he should have one of mine in return.

"Hmm?" He seemed confused, "Think of it as a feather exchange.." he laughs, "Ok so I sort of believe now that I must be an angel of some sort but how..how is one selected to be one.." I questioned. He sat beside me and looked at me, "Well it's uncertain on how one is picked but it is most found to know if you are supernatural based upon blood. You became an Angel at birth due to the blood your mother has that has been passed to you as repeats from her mother to her and so fourth. It's like the same thing for me and Rosemary but more importantly for me as when I became somewhat of a 'Devil' since birth. I got the blood from my father, as for my mom is something she hasn't really told me before nor has told Rosemary. Anyways but I know that you and I are the only two in existence who share a birthday however."

I raised a brow, "Yeah but you're supposed to exist. How can that be if I am not even supposed to be here. I was born as a mistake, a fool's child people call me..my parents had fools love." I didn't know why I was feeling ungrateful to not be alive and being called what I was called, but when he explained everything; it was more like I was more of a miracle than known as just a fool.

"No matter what legend or myth is said in life, there is only ever one Devil and one Angel..and sometimes they aren't destined to be together due to the chaos that will unfold with it. But lucky for you I am not full of the evil kind of Devil, I am more of the one who travels hence being called the Travellers' Devil. Though I lose track of sleep and teleport randomly without a warning..it didn't stop me from searching and to find you in my life. Think of it as if the stars aligned, something is bound to go wrong but you and I were each other's good luck charm since we are destined to be together as we are forming our own constellations."

I smiled slightly, "So there is no escaping this new reality is there.." I chuckled, "There isn't a really clear path onto how to, but I know I'll keep my eyes on you and protect you all my life.." he laughs a little, "You mentioned you don't know what your mom is right.." he nodded, "Right..", "Ever thought to just ask.." he shrugs, "I could but it's ultimate when she wants to tell me and finds the right time..as timing is all played in different hands of people." I giggled as I felt an awkward feeling again but this time it was in my chest and it started to glow a maroon color, he glowed as well.

Here is my proof. We were meant to be together. The maroon glow said it all right then and right now. He took my hand, "I'm happy we found each other..minus how it all went down.." he laughed, "Not so much of a good fit-" I then leaned in and kissed him on the lips as it just felt right the second time around as the first time was awkward.