Angel and Roman love story
By: DeidaraluverMiuki (Domdei)

Prologue:
I was a baby born from a rape; my mother was only 14 and she was drunk when I was made. I lived ten years of my life not knowing where I would get my next meal from because my mom never gave me anything. My father, committed suicide because of a heroin overdose when I was two weeks old. I went to school and had the most amazing friends. Granted, there were only three of them, but they were the bestest friends I ever had. I hate myself everyday for not remembering their names, and what they look like. Everything started when my mom found her boyfriend. He was a fifty-two year old man and had lots of money. I don't know why he or anyone would like my mother, but he liked her enough to let us move into his mansion in California. I was born and raised in Iowa; I didn't want to leave my egg shell. Sadly enough, I had no relatives that I knew about, so I couldn't stay here by myself. So, I guess the only thing to do was to move in with my soon-to-be step father that I loathed so much. Little did I know the person that was waiting for me in the new town.

Chapter one:
She was running towards me; the dark-brown haired girl that I loved so much. Yet, I couldn't think of her name. Was she running towards me to tell me something, because she had a worried expression on her small face? Her small body ran into mine, and she wept on my black figure. She has no place to go, no place to call home. Was I her only place where she could keep her sanity? We are in a lake side now. She notices this and runs straight for the deep end. I yell at her to not dive in, but she doesn't hesitate to dive right in; her eyes glaring at mine as she falls into the water. Not coming up, I got worried and franticly ran to the spot. I dove right in and looked around bobbing my head for air. Nothing, at all, just clear cyan water everywhere. I gasped for air and that's when I woke up.
"Roman, wake up you lazy excuse for a son!!" My mother yelled at me. I slid my eyes open just a bit. Six-thirty in the morning, and first day of junior year, did I really have to wake up that early? I fell out of bed on purpose to try and stay in this horrid place I call home. Why did I want to stay home, probably because I could do and get away with whatever I wanted to? I guess with this new school, I'm going to wake up early every single day. UGGHHH! Who would build a school on a hill anyways!? This fantasy house I live in is three stories high and we freaking live on hill with a private school right next door!  I don't even think school starts 'till 8:45… why am I getting up so early then? I took a shower, ate a piece of toast and headed out in regular street clothes to my "private" school. It took me about twenty minutes, save the five minutes it took me to get up after I tripped over a branch, I finally arrived at a gigantic-house-looking-thing. Was this really my school? It looked like a bricked old library you would see in those horror movies. A big clock in the middle of the roof, and I'd say about two stories tall. I walked in, and there was no movement or sound coming from each direction. I walked to the main wing since there were three paths to take. The middle wing had a big "STAFF ONLY" sign. I figured since I'm new this is where I would go, or was it? I knocked on the door that read, "Office" and opened the door. Two ladies that looked identical, about in their mid thirties, where typing away at their own computers. Wearing blank green shirts and what looked like to be white overalls, these people had no taste in fashion, at least from what I could tell. The lady on the left looked up and gave me a nod. I was puzzled, she pointed to a "Principal" looking door.
"Ms. Crapappel is waiting for you…. Roman?" She asked.
I nodded, "Okay." I walked in, and there was a big lady sitting at her desk with her face towards me. She was staring at a monitor that she could easily eat. About in her mid forties she looked with her clothing that had a crimson stripes going down her blue jacket.
"Hello new student, Roman I presume?" She asked in a deep voice. I didn't expect anything else.
"Yeah, and you are the principal I presume?" I asked with a big smile on my face. She didn't look happy, "Do you want to spend your first couple of days in detention Mr. Amaco, because I can arrange that easily. Here is your schedule and your uniform," She handed me two pieces of clothing and a white sheet of paper. "Go change then head for your first period class." I nodded. "Thanks." I said sarcastically. "Oh, and Roman, don't cause any trouble in this peaceful facility." She said with toughness in her voice. "I'll try not to." I replied under my voice. I walked out of the office and into the left wing. I changed in the men's room, into my uniform. It was light blue and crimson-like-ish stripes were going horizontally all the way around the short sleeved shirt and pants. It was oddly enough comfortable and it felt like wool with silk embroiled in the sleeves and leggings. The first class I saw on my schedule was math, Algebra 1, with Mr. Altemer. I knocked on a door that read "Mr. Altemer" and walked in. Class was apparently already in session so I walked awkwardly to the front of the room.
"You are Roman, correct?" A young-looking man asked me, he couldn't have been in his early thirties. He was sitting with his right leg crossed on his left leg and wore nerdy glasses, even though he looked fairly decent and not nerdy at all. His dark brunette hair was messy like he just came out of bed, "Mhmm, where is my seat?" I asked. He looked at me with hazel eyes and pointed to a seat next to a small strange girl that was doing her work and paying no attention to anything else. She had short layered dark brown hair that was messy and tucked behind her ears. She had a small figure and I could tell that she was deep in thought. I sat in my seat and said hello. She looked at me with eyes that could only mean hurt. They were deep in black but had a dark shade of brown. She acknowledged me by nodding her head and went back to her work. Strangely enough – like this school isn't weird enough – she looked familiar; where exactly have I seen her?
Math was easy; it was all review just for me. Actually, the rest of the month will be review; yay for A+. Next class was science, and of course, she was in the class with me. The teacher assigned us an atom project and we had to work in pairs. Everyone had their partners pre-planed, so it was just the girl and I left. I gathered up my things, and sat in the desk in front of her. Turning the desk around, I saw snickering giggles and smiles of the 'popular' girls.
"Hello." I said to her. She was pretending not to notice me by having her head buried in the science book looking at pictures of atomic bonds. She looked up, and I saw a different face. It had a shade of happiness over sad, but I could still see the beauty she had under it.
"Hi." Her little voice replied. She couldn't look me in the eye, but I could tell she was studying my face. "Why are you here?" She asked quietly.
"To be partners of course," I replied cheerfully.
"Why would you want to be partners with me?" She asked.
"Yeah, why would a handsome man like you want to be partners with an ugly, emo, and small little girl like her, Hmmm?" A new voice said behind the girl. I saw one of the girls that were laughing at me, having an angry but evil smile on her face as she approached me. My new science partner cast a horror and despair look on her face to me, I could tell why. I looked at the make-up covered face of the popular girl and laughed. "What's so funny?" She asked angrily.
"You're the one that is ugly with your fake make up; I doubt that blonde hair of yours is even real. At least this girl had some sense to look herself." I said standing up and readying to go into the lion's cave.
"Do you even know her name?" -Crossing her arms- "I can tell you mine, you can remember me and not hers." She winked at me.
"Listen you dumb slut, I don't know her name, and I certainly don't want to learn yours. Leave me and this girl alone to our own business. Oh, and you might wanna take a good look at yourself in the mirror, because I think a rainbow fish pooped on your face." I yelled at her. Her and her friends store at me with open mouths and wide eyes. Our science teacher stood up and told me to go to the office. Great, twice in one day, and the first time I think the big lady formed me a hatred for me. I walked quietly and slowly to the office, the twins at the desk didn't look happy with me. They told me to go into the room and I got a good leisure for a period and a half, which was about almost two hours.
Lunch; I spent half the time in the office so I only had about fifteen minutes to stuff my face. I sat at a table and heard some girls giggle and gossip about what happened today; half the things they were saying weren't even true. I sat alone apparently my back to the girl; the girls told me this and I turned around. I saw her looking at her sandwich not even looking hungry. I gathered up stuff and sat directly across from her. "Hey," I said to her and she looked up.
"Hi…what do you want?" She asked.
"I want to know your name." I replied. She looked at me funny.
"Why?" I told her that I thought she was cute and she gave me an even bigger confused face. "You really think I would be cute, what exactly are you smoking? Haven't you done enough damage to me already?" She packed up her things but I caught her arm.
"I'm serious." I said, "There is just something about you that I love." My face was serious and I had a shimmer in my eyes. She looked at me disgusted; she couldn't comprehend what I just said.
"You're not bad looking yourself, but you wouldn't like me after you learned so much about me. No one does; not even my parents." Then she tried to yank her arm away from me, but I just held tighter.
"I wouldn't leave you just because of a couple things you have done, I've done things I'm not proud of." I said assuring, "please, come to the beach with me tomorrow."   
"Why should I?" She asked lowering her stuff.
"So we can get to know each other better." I said with a small smile.
"No." And she pulled away with the grasp no longer there. As she was walking away for the next period, I asked her name. "Angel, now leave me alone." Then she was no more until the next day.

I had dreams about her, this mysterious girl. She was standing out in an overcast forest watching pure snow fall to the black ground. Wearing only a short sleeved crimson shirt, and black jeans I was worried she would get sick from the cold. She told me not to worry in a breath of cold, in winter's arms she felt at home. The wind, it cut to my bone, but it was very inviting. I told her to come to me for warmth, but she gave me that same face she gave me when I told her she was cute. Why was this face stuck in my head? She turned to leave, 'Don't go!' I yelled to her. Turning around, she wasn't the same person, yet she was the popular girl that I yelled at. 'You want me know!?' the blonde girl yelled to me. No… not her… I want my Angel. I ran for the forest, but just got swallowed up by darkness.

I woke up, and looked at my alarm clock; 5:30. Today was a half day because of the end of the third quarter; it is also the day I want to take Angel to the beach. I'll ask her again today when I see her. I still have an hour left to sleep, but after that dream, it's out of the question. I lay in bed for ten minutes thinking of her. I got up and took a shower for fifty minutes. Walking out my steam bath, it was strangely quiet in my big house; good I hate my 'parents'. I hope Angel never has to know of them, or anyone in my family. On the way to school on the path in the forest, I heard Angel scream something then she fell from somewhere and unto the path I was on. She landed on her side and she cursed something under her breath. She bounced up and ran too fast for me to see her, to school. I blinked, what just happened? I sighed and kept walking to school. Angel kept looking at me during first, second, and third period. Did I have something on my face, or was it because of yesterday, or maybe she saw me this morning? I don't know, because the whole morning was review for the exams the next week, whatever happened to review for a month? At lunch I sat with her not saying a word, until finally.
         "Hey Angel, want to come to the beach with me today after school?" I asked her. She lifted her head from staring at her sandwich and nodded. "Meet me after school then, we can go from there!" She said okay, and we sat quietly. The rest of the day went by really slow, I was probably too excited. The day finally ended and as I was walking out of my classroom, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning around, I saw my beloved looking at me with mysterious eyes.
"-to go," She asked. I blinked.
"What?"
"Are you ready to go?" She asked again.
"Y-yeah…" And we walked out of the school grounds awkwardly walking next to each other. "So, what do you want to do when we get there?"
"I don't know…. I don't really go to the beach, even though it's one of my favorite places to be." She said.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"Because you get be alone and listen to the ocean roar on the beach." She said readjusting her backpack.
"Want me to hold it for you?" I offered.
"No thanks." And we kept walking. After awhile we could hear the sound of water and felt the soft breeze of ocean mist on our faces. Angel's face jumped with excitement, and eventually her body did too. She dropped her backpack in the middle of the sand and ran out into the ocean.
"Wait!" I yelled than ran after her. I threw my backpack on the sand next to hers and jumped into the water. It was surprisingly warm and crystal clear. Angel saw my discovery and splashed me with water. I looked over and I saw she had disappeared. "Angel…..…Angel… Angel!" Then BOOM I got tackled by a small creature. She wrapped her arms around me and didn't let go. "What's wrong?"
"I can't touch…" She said ashamed.
"It's okay, I can't either." And I swam to shore with Angel still on my back. She let go after we hit the sand and she shivered.
"Sorry if I made you feel awkward…. I didn't want to drown." She said shivering like crazy.
"Its fine, I wouldn't want you to drown. Do you not know how to swim?" I asked. She shook her head.
"No, I was never taught, and I don't go to the beach enough to learn." I handed her an extra jacket I keep in my backpack.
"Here, put this on if you're so cold; and I can teach you to swim." Her eyes lit up.
"Really, thanks so much Roman!" And she hugged me. I bushed a bit and muttered 'you're welcome.' We sat together for a bit, and I asked her if she wanted to learn now. She nodded and I showed her how to float on her back. She didn't get it, and I said it was getting late. We walked back to the main path, and she said she'll see me tomorrow. I told her we would learn some more strokes tomorrow. She nodded and headed off in the other direction. I didn't have any dreams at all, or at least I can remember. I changed into my swim shorts and ran outside down to the beach. As I approached I saw Angel struggling in the water, but she was slowly making it to shore. She got out of the water and I choked on my spit. Angel was wearing a bikini, a stringed, red-outlined, black bikini! Not only was I shocked at her bikini, but was shocked at her beauty. She turned to me as if she had super-hearing, and waved to me. I waved back slowly and walked to her, careful not to look at her bulging chest.  
"H-hi, ready for your lesions today?" I asked her.
She nodded, "Yep." I helped her for the next couple of days because it was spring break. At the end of the third day, she had a great idea. "Let's take a break from lesions. Have you seen the entire small town we have here?" She asked.
I shook my head, "No."
"Well, would you like to see it?" We were sitting on a bench that we had found a couple days back. She was sitting awkwardly with her knees touching and her hands underneath her legs. I sat with my arm on my swim navy blue shorts, and my other arm scratching my head. "R-roman…?" She asked after a few minutes of silence. I looked over to her face and I saw her face was puffy as if she was trying to hold in tears.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you m-mean what you s-said…?"
"Well, it depends what I said."
"When you said I was cute; that one lunch at school." I rubbed my chin unsure on how to answer her. Of course it was true, but, how exactly am I to say it? I felt so awkward as I realized she could be comes my first girlfriend, was I ready for one?
"Yeah, of course I met it. I wouldn't lie to you about something like that." She hugged me and I was surprised by this. I patted her head and she got up.
"Sorry, it's just… you're the only one that has given me a complement that you actually met." She admitted. I hugged her this time.
               "Angel…I'm sorry… why do people treat you like this?" I hugged her tightly and she cried in my chest.
"I-I don't know…" she whispered through her weeping.
        "I'll protect you. I will protect you with my life, because you are my new life that I love." I told her, "now and forever." We sat like this for about ten minutes, and then we finally walked back to the normal sand pile we sit on. I lay with her in my arms on the sand until the sun went down. We watched it go down and Angel said she had to go. I had dreams about this girl that was possibly my new girlfriend. I can't really remember it, but I do remember a beach. We met each other the next day and headed straight for town. I learned a lot about Angel we could be twins if it wasn't for the difference in our facial appearance. We bought a couple things form certain shops like clothing and jewelry. I even made Angel buy a summer yellow spaghetti-strapped dress that she claimed she would never wear. Everything went fine until she showed up. Angel and I were sharing a milkshake at a local dessert diner, and I was holding her hand over the table, when the blonde girl walked in with one of her best friends. She noticed me, and walked straight towards us. Angel's face has had a less and less shade of depression and anger lately, but when Angel noticed her, he face went to fear and depression. I noticed this and took action right away.
                      "What do you want?!" I asked furious.
                      "I just came to get a smoothie and I happened to notice my favorite couple here. So, I thought I would jump right in and say hello. Is that okay with you?" She asked me with her face in mine. I pushed her face cheeks out of my field of view. I told her to leave us alone, and she walked away with a bit of disgust in her walk. Angel's face still had signs of fear, but she hid it very good. I gave her hand a squeeze; she looked at me and gave me an unconvincing smile.
                  "Come on, let's go." I held her hand and threw our trash away. She clanged to my arm, and wouldn't let go for the rest of the time we where together. The next day, Angel met me at the beach and we hung out for a bit. She made lunch for both of us in a picnic basket. I spread a blanket out on the sand; we sat together and ate a delicious lunch. "Angel is this homemade?" I asked with astonishment.
                  "I made our whole lunch by hand…"
                  "All of it?! Even the bread and meat?" I asked
                  "Everything but the meat..." She replied. I hugged Angel tightly, almost crushing her little body. I couldn't believe she did all of this for me, I didn't know what to do.
                   "Thanks so much Angel..." I kissed her forehead, and she became a tomato. "Angel what's wrong with you that makes everyone hate you?"
                    "I…" She hesitated, "don't know….."
                    "Yes, do you know…Please tell me?"
                    "Roman, I can't… you won't like me at all if I tell you."
                    "That's ridiculous! I like you very much. You must not trust me at all then." I said furiously. "You know Angel, I do like you very much, but if you're not going to trust me at all…..then I think we should break up." Her eyes became wide and full of fear. Then she muttered something under her breath, but I paid no attention to the untrustworthy girl. I packed up some things, and ran straight for my home. I cried -no I didn't just cry- I wept hysterically. Why did I do that?! Stupid stupid Roman!!  My 'fatherly' figure walked in just as I was in the middle of my episode.
                    "I know how hard it must be for you, you are eighteen, correct?" He asked.
            "No, I'm not. Why are you even here?" I yelled.
                    "To let you know I am here for you if you need any advice." He replied with hesitation.
                    "Who set you up to this?!"
                    "Your mom, she told me to tell you to shut up." I groaned and walked out of my room. I eventually ran out of my house and walked in the town. Why am I doing this? I don't know… I guess I want to get my head clear. The only bad thing is I have memories of Angel here, all over the place. I sighed. I guess I'm saying sorry to Angel when we go back to school; which is in 3 days. For once in my life, I wanted to go to school. Fml. The next three days were horrible, I barley ate, and got no sleep. I missed her, my dearest Angel. I knew I was wrong for breaking up with her, and I regret it dearly. I woke up on Monday ready to ask for forgiveness. As soon as I walked up to school and realized that I was single. I knew this before, but now it just became a reality. I could date that slutty blonde girl is I wished; and I think I just might do that. I was quiet the first three periods, and so was Angel. She had her head in her small arms the whole time. I felt bad, but I knew it was the best thing I could've done… I think. I sat by myself during lunch, and the blonde came up to me.
                            "Why aren't you sitting with her?" She asked me.
                            "We broke up…" I said sadly.
                            "Oh, what a shame… Is it okay if I sit with you?" She asked with a smirk on her face. I said it was okay, and she sat down with her breasts in my face. I scooted over, and I felt Angel's eyes burn though my back; but that didn't matter, I had….
                             "So, uh…What's your name?"
                             "Donna." She answered with a big smile on her face.
                             "Cool, I'm Roman as you know…." We talked for the rest of lunch; I didn't enjoy most of the questions she asked me. Like for one, she asked me if Angel was pregnant. Of course, I bluntly said no, I don't think she believed me. Then, the bell rang for fifth period.
                             "Hey…. Do you want to go to the beach on Saturday?" I asked as soon as I saw Angel leave.
                             I don't think Donna could have been happier, "YES!!" and she gave a big hug. I was surprised by this, but at the same time, I wasn't surprised. The rest of the day, I don't know really…. I wasn't sure if I'm in regret, or just sick. Whatever it is, my day went by slow.




Nightmares; Angel was on the ground, with her throat clawed out. Her nails were red with the liquid and skin of her own throat. Police where around her, investigating her dead body. I cried out NO, but they didn't listen. I ran to her- held her torso in my arms and wept for my fallen angel. I couldn't believe she was gone; she was with me just days before! I regretfully cursed God for this, why did He do this?!


I woke up, prayed a forgiveness cry to my Father, and ran to the beach. "Roman!!!" I looked around, who called my name?
"Roman!!" Donna yelled running to me. She had a baby-blue and light-pink bikini- no wait let me rephrase that- she had on a blue and pink strings…. Angel had at least some sense to cover herself. Donna is a slut. "Roman! Where have you been? I have been waiting here for a couple of hours! You're the worst boyfriend ever!" I was about to slap her on the face for calling me her boyfriend, but I noticed a small figure in the distance.
"What is that?" I asked.
"Oh, that's Angel. She's been here before I came. AND you're not even in your swim suit! I can't believe you!!" She walked away for a second, but when she saw me watching Angel, she came back. "Roman, you have to get over her now, I'm yours, remember?" I shook my head to try and forget Angel.
"Y-yeah…" I said hesitantly.
"Roman-"she sat down, "did you love Angel?" I saw down next to her, and I faced Angel.
"N-not really… I just da-dated her… to make you…j-jealous…" I looked down because I know I was lying, but I couldn't help it.
"Oh Roman…." And she hugged my arm. I didn't stop her, but when she leaned in to kiss me. I hesitated, I knew the consequences were going to be heavy for kissing Donna, but I was ready to face them. Right when I leaned in to touch her lips with mine, Angel fell over. No, fell is a vivid word to say. She fall over in such a manner, I didn't realize was possible. I almost thought she was dead by the looks of it, but next thing you know, she was gone. I looked around for her, but I couldn't tell where she was.
"Roman, what's-"That was all I could hear before something jumped on her. She tried to scream, but this furry lynx black object wouldn't let go of her throat. I reached in to take the animal off her, but it tore my right hand off! I screeched in pain, and the animal ran away in fear once it had seen what it had done. Donna was long gone; I looked over to her lifeless body, and saw her throat has been completely gauged out. I almost threw up not only to the way she was murdered, but to my own pain. I ran to the life guard house hoping to find something to stop my bleeding. Then, I saw Angel. She was completely naked, and she was panting with her right hand on the wall to keep her balanced. Something was different; she had cat ears, tail, and claws.
"Angel…?" I asked walking a few steps towards her.
"DON'T COME CLOSER!" A demonic voice roared to me. I stepped back one, but held my ground.
"Where's my Angel?" I yelled.
"You're Angel? I thought you didn't love her, I thought she was nothing to you." It replied.
"No!-"I shook my head fearfully. "That's not true! I like her a lot, what I said to Donna was all a lie!" The demonic voice screeched a painful roar to my ears. Angel turned around, and got on all fours. Her eyes screamed pain and agony, but also blood. I clutched my nub of a hand and tensed my teeth. She ran like a cat and jumped on me. Her butt stuck up in the air, and her breasts rested on my chest. Her demon red eyes peered into mine, and she raised her left claw, preparing to strike. I turned my head ready to face my death, but just as I closed my eyes, I felt water on my cheek. I opened my head and saw the most incredible thing ever. Angel! Her eyes were back to normal, and so where her hands. She touched my nub and cried fearfully.
"What makes you think you think you can deserve me!?" She yelled into my face. I whipped her tears away with my left hand.
"Angel… I'm sorry… I don't deserve you after what I did to you." She laid her head on my chest and cried. Her whole body fell on mine and she lay on top of me. I sat up, and held her in my chest. I stroked her hair as best as I could in my condition. "I love you…" I said softly. She looked up with her watery eyes and whispered back,
"I love you too." And that was it, nothing held me back. I leaned in to kiss her, and she kissed me too. It just wasn't a kiss, it was a French kiss. Our tongues latched on, and she ejected her spit with mine, and I her. I sadly tore away, and we just sat there for a good ten minutes. I picked her up bridal style and carried her away from the grief-stricken beach.
               "Angel, where's your house? I'm taking us there if that's okay." I asked softly. She hesitated, but nodded.
"Do you want to know what I was then, and why I'm like this?" I said sure, and she explained it as best she could. "I don't know much, I learned what I know from my horrible parents. I am a werecat; kinda like a werewolf, but a cat. It's the size of a lynx, and depending on the color of your soul, you're that color of fur. Being one with a werecat, you can also hear their thoughts, and they can hear yours. It's like a radio station in your head; you can change to yours, back to their, that is if your close enough."
"What do you mean by, 'become one'?" I asked as we were approaching the road.
"Share spit." She replied.
"So, if I wanted to, I could hear your thoughts, and you could hear mine right now?" She nodded.
               "Hi Roman." A voice said in my head.
               "Hello Angel." I replied back in her thoughts. She giggled. On the way, my arm gave out twice, and Angel wouldn't stop complaining about me holding her. Not in a bad way of course, it was just the fact that I only had one hand; but I kept telling her that I have two arms. Blood dripped from my arm every time I took a step. I winced and Angel kept offering to walk herself, but she could walk just as great as I could. She told me that werecats could run at amazing speed, but if she did, she would be knocked out two minutes after she turned back into human. Plus, she hadn't slept in two days, but she wouldn't tell me why. She told me the last turn; we had arrived at Angel's house. It is a small one-story house with a small garden in the back. No fences, because it was all covered in the trees. It did take me a bit to find the gap in the branches to see the house peeking through. A yellow-ish cover was painted all the way around. She jumped out of my hold, and helped me inside; even though there weren't any steps.
              "Where is everyone?" I asked her.
              "What do you mean by 'everyone'?" She replied looking solemn.
              "Your parents…?" I asked in an almost whisper.
              "When they found out I was a monster, the just left me here to die. But I was a smart baby – me being half cat and all - so I made myself do all the work necessary to survive." She helped me onto her couch and put bandages on my stub of a hand. She even cut it open more so she could put stitches in the flesh. I thanked her over and over again for her work, but all she said was that she wanted her sanity alive. "Do you want to lie here, or in my bed?" She asked when she was done.
               "Bed please." I replied. She helped me onto her bed, which was very clean and comfortable. The room was baby-blue, and had a few roses painted in it.  "Angel, I feel so bad I let you live like this. Why didn't you tell me before?" I asked as soon as she laid me down.
               "I-I don't know… maybe I was just afraid of what you would think of me." She said as she put some blankets on me. She kissed my forehead and my eyes slowly closed. "I love you Roman, I'm sorry this all happened. I'll make it up somehow." She got up and left me to sleep.

                   
I woke up to what felt like a couple hours later. I felt a hand on my chest, and breathing on my left arm. I slid my eyes open to my love curled up to me, with her right hand holding my left, and her left on my chest. I rest my head above hers and fell back asleep. Dreams; I felt love and accepted. My beloved was in my arms, and I was happy for once in my life. Nothing could stop me from this, not even my forgotten past. I know now what it feels like to love, and to be loved. Angel was everything to me, and I her. I love her more than any human can love.
               "Roman, wake up. Time to change your bandages and you need to eat." Angel whispered to me. I got up and scratched my arm, but when I did, Angel slapped me. "Roman, don't scratch it, it's only going to get worse or infected if you do." She changed my bloody wrappings, and served me soup. She sat next to me and ate her food. We sat in her bed for ten minutes watching TV and eating.
                "There's something I have to tell you."
                "What is it?" I asked.
                "There is a council coming up. It's the Rise of Werecat. It's in Iowa, and I need to go." She said looking down. I gulped my food and tried to think of the adventure that lied ahead of us.
                 I sighed, "That's the state I used to live in. Are you sure you have to go? Is there anywhere else it's going to be in?" I started shaking because I knew this would end badly if she went.
                 "You don't have to go."
                 "I not going is like sand without ocean. It just can't happen. Plus I would love to see my home again."
                  Angel kissed my cheek, "Thanks Roman. Let's get some sleep." I gulped my food once again and tried to think of the adventure that lied ahead of us.