I had been laying peacefully asleep on my bed when I got a call from Angelina. My eye lids slowly opened to the sound of her ring tone. I slowly sat up on my bed, rubbing my eyes before turning to my nightstand, where I saw my phone ringing," Who could be calling me at three in the morning...?" I asked myself as I grabbed my cell phone - unplugging it from my charger - and answering the phone," Hello?"

" L-Lucifer..?" Angelina asked on the other line, a bit surprised," S-Sorry, I meant to call Kate...I'm so sorry for waking you..."

I chuckled a bit as Angelina continued to mutter apologies to me," Angel, it's fine."

" I-I'm really sorry..." Angelina apologized again, her voice trembling as she spoke," I-I'll go now..."

" Wait." I stated before she could hang up," If there something bothering you, you can always tell me."

" I-I know that..." She says, a little sniffle coming from her before she spoke again," I-It's just Kate already knows about this and I wanted to talk to her..."

" Well," I began, leaning my back against the wall of my bed," You already woke me up, so you can tell me."

She was silent for a moment before replying,"...O-Okay..."

" Alright. So, what's the problem?" I asked, trying to sound as kind as I can.

" W-Well, you see, I have these...nightmares every few weeks," She began her voice trembling a bit," a-and these nightmares...t-there of the night my mother died..."

I felt my body freeze for a moment, she has the same nightmares as me?

" A-And every time I have them, t-they feel even more real then the last one..." I could hear her began to sob," A-And it scares me so much when I have them, i-it's what makes me feel like it's my f-fault..."

" Listen, it's not your fault, you." I stated, my voice a little stern.

" H-How can you say that? Y-You don't even know the whole story..." Angelina said, obvously hiding something.

" What more is there to tell?" I asked, now curious.

She stayed silent, letting out small sniffles here and there," Will you tell me what happened? I want to understand."

" A-Alright..." she finally answered," I-It happened when me and my mother were heading to one of my practices..."

I sat in the back seat of my mother car, singing along to the songs on the radio. Of course, my mother sang along with them too. She was always fun to be around.

" Mommy? Can you put on Hallelujah?" My nine-year-old self asked politely.

My mother turned her head a faced with with a sweet smile," Of course sweetie." She replied, smiling as she reached for the Hallelujah CD. But when her finger tips touched the CD case, it fell to the floor of the car.

She then reached down and tried to grab it, still driving the car with one arm. But as she almost had the CD in her reach, the car began to move to the other lane and I saw a car coming strait towards us," MOMMY! CAR!" I cried out, pointing in the direction of the car.

My mother shot up - since she was bending down - and made a sharp turn away from the car. The wheels squealed as my mother tried to gain control of the car again after barely missing the other car.

But before we knew it, the car flipped over, and continued to flip over and over until the car finally came to a stop.

I slowly opened my eye lids, feeling pain course through my body as I tried to move. I slowly moved my head in pain, taking a look of my surroundings.

The car ended up landing on its side, causing me and my mother to dangle in our seats. I tried to move my body, but felt a sharp pain in my side. I slowly moved my head again and saw that my seat belt had stabbed its way into my side.

I felt myself get sick at the sight of my own blood," M-Mommy..? M-Mommy help.." I yelped, my voice trembling in fear and pain.

But my mother didn't respond, making me think of the worst," M-Mommy...!" I cried out, tears creasing my cheeks as I hoped for someone to respond...

...But she never did...

" A-About a minute or two later, a-a man came to the car, saying he was the person my mom almost hit a-and that he called 911," Angelina continued, letting out quiet sobs," w-when the paramedics finally came, t-they were able to get me out of the car - not before getting the seat belt out of my side, c-causing me to loose a lot of blood - and r-rushed me to the hospital..."

During the time Angelina was telling this story, I too felt her pain. Her mother died in a crash just like my parents did, and we both were the only ones who lived and now have nightmares of it.

" I-I ended up passing out on the way there, b-but when I woke up, m-my mother was..." She couldn't go on, she began to cry on the other end of the phone.

" Angelina...I'm so sorry, you shouldn't have gone through something like that..." I said, trying to sound as calm and comforting as I could.

" W-Well now you see..." Angelina said through her tears,"...i-it really IS my fault. I-If I hadn't asked for the music, my mother would have tried to reach it and crash...!"

" Angelina." I stated, my tone serous," Your mother was just being a good mom."

" B-But still-"

" Would your mother want you to blame yourself?"

The other end of the line went silent for a moment, until I heard a soft sob," Angelina?" I asked, a bit of concern in my voice.

" Y-You're right..." I heard Angelina say, her voice cracking as she spoke," M-My mother was too kind...s-she would never want me to blame myself..."

" My point exactly." I stated, trying to lighten the mood.

Angelina giggled," Y-Yeah, you were right..." She replied, sniffling a bit before speaking again," Y-You talk as if from experience..."

I let out a fake chuckle, hoping she wouldn't notice," Yeah..."

" W-Well, do you talk from experience..?" She asked, now curious," I know it's a bit personal, but I do want to know more about you; me being your girlfriend and all..."

I stayed silent from a moment, feeling a bit unsure. But I then let out a sad sigh," Yeah...I do talk from experience..."

" Y-You do? What happened?" She asked, a bit of concern in her voice.

" Both of my parents died in a car crash one night, I was in the car too, and was the only one who lived..." I stated sadly, the memory bringing a tear to my eye.

Angelina gasped on the other line," I-I'm so sorry...I knew I shouldn't have asked..."

" It's fine, really." I replied calmly, leaning my head back on my bed frame.

" N-No it isn't. This is why I don't tell other people my problems..." She stated in a sad tone," You lost both of your parents in one night, I only lost one..."

" That doesn't mean anything." I replied," You lost someone close to you. It still hurts, and it doesn't matter that I lost both of them, your father doesn't even act like one."

" I-I know..." She said," I'm really sorry for calling you over a stupid nightmare..."

I let out a small chuckled," I wouldn't call them stupid. Those nightmares are what scare me the most."

" Wait. You have them too..?" Angelina asked, a bit surprised.

" Yeah, it's monthly." I replied causally.

" Wow. You definitely know how I feel..." She commented.

" Yup. Probably the best person to talk to about it." I stated, a bit too proudly.

" Yeah. Next time I have them, I call you." Angelina replied as I turned my attention towards my window, where I saw the sun barely make it pass the building of LA," Are you looking out the window too?"

" How did you know?" I asked, a smirk on my face as I spoke.

" You weren't talking for a whole minute." She replied playfully, causing me to laugh in response," Either way, I should try to get some sleep before school."

" Yeah, same." I agreed, shifting my body to where I was laying back down on my bed," I guess it was nice talking to you."

" I guess. But talking to you did really help so...thank you..." she replied.

" I'm glad to be of service." I thanked in a playful manner, causing Angelina to giggle.

" You know Lucifer, I think this is the first time you've ever told me ANYTHING about yourself." Angelina commented, causing me to even think.

" Yeah...I guess it is..."

" I hope you open up to me more..."

" Of course I will." I replied smiling," Now you should go back to sleep."

" Alright, see you at school."

" Okay, love you."

" Love you too. Bye~"

And with that, she hung up. It probably took me a whole minute to realize what we had both said," Oh my god..." I mumbled to myself, feeling my face heat up,"...we just said we loved each other..."

I know your probably like ' You've already said you loved her ' but the thing is, I never said it TO HER FACE. I've always said it in my head, but never out loud. PLUS! She said it back. Was it out of habit or what?

I covered my face with my bed sheets," I'm so hopelessly in love with this girl..."