The Light Side of Dark (Ch. 2)

Azerial has dealed with demons before this wasn’t something he was new to, even though she was a tad bit scary than all the rest. He couldn’t believe he was attracted to her, a demon! He couldn’t see how it happened, unless…

“She put a spell on you?” his friend Loki asked as they sat on stone benches by a gorgeous fountain covered by vines of roses.

“That has to be the logical explanation, I mean she is a demon, our main purpose is to abolish them.”

“Yes that would be the reason for guardian angels, to protect.”

“I mean I have a wonderful girl to look over and I really love my job but…”

“What is it Azerial?” Loki asked looking thoughtfully at his friend.

“But,” he paused for a second, looked down at the secondhand book that lied in his two hands and said, “I still want her.”

This has to have been the most confusing problem of Aerial’s long life, while he were in heaven he never had this problem and he was there for at least 3000 years. All he had to worry about was where he could he get a decent wing cleaning. From the moment he met her in the park he had never stopped dreaming about her, he hated feeling this way he wanted to see her but he knew he couldn’t and now she hated him. As he sat lonely in Samera’s apartment that night he couldn’t understand it he had only talked to her twice and there was no question about it he had to see her again, so he thought up a plan to find her.

**

Lounging around in her bedroom with two of her closest demon friends, Raven and Naria, they were having a nice conversion about Azerial. He would have given anything to have heard about what they were saying, maybe it could have saved him but then again everything isn’t what it seems.

“I can’t believe I was actually becoming friends with that…” her body shoke as if she were shaking off the coldness that lingered in her heart. “Angel.”

“That’s disgusting! But I would have lov-ed to have met him,” said her friend Raven, who was so a demon.

“I bet you would have,” Fable said as she chuckled.

“I would have played with him… Just for a little while,” Raven said as she picked up Fable’s voodoo lying alone on her nightstand, “Touched him, loved him and then…” then she slowly ran her hand over the voodoo dolls head and ripped it from the seams.
“I always thought you were into the innocent type.” Naria spoke.

“You have no idea, and tonight? I’ll show you just what I mean.”

****

As Samera lied in her bed asleep he knew she was safe so he flew out her open window into the warm night with his gorgeous white feathers blowing in the wind, he was going to find her by smelling her out. Demons had a different scent about them than humans and angels. Demons smelled like Halloween, burning leaves and old trees drifting in the air. For him it would have been very easy to find her amongst the crowd of the city. He was on the trail of a scent and it was leading him towards the same old concert building.

Then he heard it, her voice it was drawing him near like a moth to a flame he didn’t need her scent any longer he listened to the words of her song.

Come onto me white winged angel
It’s the way your whispers kiss my ear
Is why I need to dance with you tonight
What do you see behind the eyes of a fallen angel?

It was beautiful as if it came straight down crashing from heaven.

She was calling out to him, she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her, this feeling in his stomach he had never felt before, it was an odd new feeling it was like he insides were glowing as soon as he landed in the alley of the building he pulled his wings in but it was like he were still flying it was a wonderful feeling he wondered if everyone felt like this when they wanted to spend every moment with someone.

He walked closer to the entrance there were hundreds of people as usual, the guy at the door who always asked you for your ticket wasn’t missing so he walked on through the door her voice busting off the walls and running all over his body, drowning him in her words of need.

Then he saw her, in a black lace dress that came down to her knees, shoestring thin straps that held up over her perfect shoulders. She looked beyond beautiful, like he were looking at her for the first time. He walked through the crowd staring, staring at her staring back at him. As she sang her hands loosely held her microphone, and her lips opened and closed softly and slowly as the worlds followed from her black heart, she was wearing those new boots they went perfectly with her dress.

I had no idea what I was going to say or do but I was getting more and more nervous by the second.

By the time the song was over I was shaking, I thought about leaving but I had to talk to her again I have to hell her what she does to me and how ashamed I am because of it, how I finally got my wish to know what love feels like.

**

When the music stopped, my heart stopped as well, she walked off stage through by hundreds of people trying to get her attention, all trying to get a hold of what I so desperately wanted. I stood frozen in the one spot I stood for a solid seven minutes.

There she stood in front of me, a vision of heaven I had so long missed.

“What do you want,” she asked, as she combed her hand through my hair.

“You.”

“Come with me then.”

“Where are we going?”

“Just shut up and don’t worry,” she said as she put her index finger over my lips.

**

Back in the main rear of the building was a huge room by itself with many couches, a coffee table and a TV, how lovely I thought as she grabbed both of my hands and out them around her waist. I was trying to think about anything but her.

Uh… uh puppies, flowers, her eyes, uh no! Ice cream.

She started to kiss me but I turned my head and pressed my cheek against hers and told her, “I’m scared.”

“Now my precious angel,” she chuckled. “Why would you be scared?”

“Because… uh of you and what might happen.”

“What do you mean?” she asked unbuttoning my white shirt, eyes on my chest.

“Bad things happen when you’re in love.”

“Aw… you’re so sweet,” she said sarcastly pinching my nose. “Now you be a good boy and go over and sit down ok?”

“Yes, Fable.”

I had no idea what was going on, and I had no idea what I was doing I know I shouldn’t be here but Samera had always said, always follow your heart. She followed me as I walked over to large red leather sofa, I turned around to face her and she pushed me down on the seat, climbed on top of me tucked her legs beside mine and kissed me.

Hard and rough.

She grabbed at my skin and scratched me deep with her long nails, but I didn’t care I had what I wanted. I placed my hands on her cheeks to slow her down and kissed her slowly, my tongue ran over hers so passionately. I wanted to tell her I finally knew what it was to love someone madly, but I couldn’t.

“Fuck me Azerial,” she shouted as she parted from my lips and stared me in the eyes.

“I’ll make love to you.”

“Don’t get all sappy on me, I hate that shit,” she said as she pilled her dress over her head, reviling a red bra and no panties. No surprise there. I had never seen a naked girl before but I wish I had before now. She was so beautifully curved and shaped. I just looked at her body, feeling her stomach, her legs, her chest.

“I’m yours.”

**

‘Making love’ was an odd experience, it was like we were one person the whole time, it seemed we held on to each other forever, she never let me go and I never stopped kissing her. I told her I loved her but she didn’t say it back, I guess she didn’t have to but I would liked to hear her say it. It was really, very nice I had always read in books the lovers would wake up together and maybe have a cup of coffee but I didn’t like coffee, Fabel also wasn’t here when I woke up.

I wondered where she was, I was sort of lonely lying there naked in a strange building I thought, “I will just find her later.”

Meanwhile Fabel was off bragging to her friends down at a local bar where they bought her drinks.

“He even told me he loved me! I mean come on!” she said standing with her hands at her sides. Her friends Raven and Naria laughing along with her.

“Oh man, I wish I could have been there! I bet it was classic.”

“Oh it was,” Fable said taking another drink of her vodka.

“You just wait until the master hears about this, you will be on top of the mountain!” Naria said.

“Yah I’m pretty proud of myself, I might just go find him right now. But this time it’s going to be worse.” Taking another drink and smashing the bottle onto the table.

“I think you just became my own personal hero!” Raven shouted as Fabel walked out the bars open doors.