Falling For You, Angel [top books of all time txt] 📗

*I run, far far away, from everything; from the screams, blood, fear, and darkness. I stop and look back. Darkness is all I see; trees are still, crickets and frogs don't make any sound. I hate it; in matter of fact I hate everything; my mom, dad, brother, boys, girls, happiness, and love; especially love. Love isn't real it's just a saying to get in your pants. Hell on everyone. I think to myself. Then I suddenly think back to what my father said to me, "You're no human or angel you're a demon, a rotten little demon and you need to be punished." he yelled at me. I shiver at the thought of it maybe I am a demon. No, no I'm not he is and damn him for thinking it.
I hear the bushes shuffling and leaves rattling, getting closer to me. I start to run "Stop, love, please!" It's my mother, and her voice sounds terrified. I never heard her this way. My mom is the happiest person I know, and I hated it, but never knew why; but I do know one reason why I hate her, she blamed me for my father's behavior. I look around, but found nothing. Well, I thought, where is she?
"Gotcha!" A strong firm hand cups my mouth so hard I couldn't make a peep. The scary man turned me around and slammed me against the ground. "I just wanted to show you something before you left." He smiled wickedly. I sat in fear as he took my mom out. She had blood all over her even in her mouth. He took her and tied her arms and kicked her to the ground putting a foot on her back, some of the blood painted my face. "Ready?" He moved his hand up, and in a spick second she was torn into tiny, many of pieces. He laughed, I cried, she was silent.*
"Noo!" I woke up screaming. I look around, blankets cover me, room cold, my room is a big mess like always. "Ugh." I get up and take my pills. When will my nightmares stop? I wondered I walk over to my bed, Ouch, stupid toys. God I hate kids.
"Shut up," I was Lenia, she banged on the door, "Go to a psychologist or something, your nightmares are out of control!" I know that already. I walk over to my door and pick up my letters. Bills, bills, bills, mhm interesting 'Important must read instantly!' I rip it open, Xavier? The guy that works for my father I bet it's another threat letter like come find us or your brother dies.
Dear Kitty,
I suppose you already know this is another warning note about your brother. Look I just want you to meet me so I can get this shit straightened out. I have no idea what is the problem is between you and your father, but I know it's big. Your brother will be with me, and if you want you can talk to him. All I ask is for you to come, I'll be waiting.
Xavier
Ps. it’s at Maple, Old building, 265.
"You ready for breakfast yet?" Lenia sighs. She sways her hips to the jazz music. The food smells amazing, the sizzling crispy bacon, and the sausage smells spicy, god it smells so delicious.
"No thanks. I'll pass." She looked at me suspiciously, shrugged, and then continued cooking. God why did I pass over such an amaz-, beep beep. My watch went off. Oh shit I teach to today, I grab my bags and head out the door.
"Guess who." A man with a deep voice came up and cupped his hands over my eyes. Then he slipped his hands to cup my breasts, rubbing them. I moaned to sound like I liked it. I mean I did, but hated it at the same time. I grabbed his hand and made them go around my waist instead.
"Who." I grinned, turned around, opened my eyes ever so slightly, and kissed him. I bit his lip and he growled, dancing his tongue in my mouth. He slipped his hands lower, dipping them in my pants.
"Excuse me; I hope I'm not interrupting?" Mrs. Tangerine came up to me and put her hands on her hips. Yes you are thank you. Jake tapped me on the butt, winked, then left. "You should be grading papers Ms. Black, not tonguing men. You might just get fired you know." She walks away laughing. Yah I bet you would like that wouldn't you. Grr she makes me so angry.
Ok let’s see what we have first. I hurried down to my class, looking back and forth to each door I pass. Finally, Science guess it couldn't be that bad. Lots of my students ditch science. What's wrong with science? When I walked in all the boys whistled, and I could hear the whispers. "Wow I'm so glad I didn't ditch. I'm gunna tell the guys what they’re missing." Oh god more boys in this class.
"Ok class where did your teacher leave off at?" I asked putting my name on the chalkboard, then went to rummage through papers. So many papers, but where's the one where it tells you what to teach. Darn. I look up and see a hand.
"Yes, but first tell me your name." I stare at his green eyes, red hair, and his baby fat. Aw he is almost cute. Just lose the red hair and he'll be adorable!
"Ethan and we are on how you are so sexy." he growled. Everyone laughed. Oh this boy is going to get it, I thought. Look at him grinning like a fool who does he thinks he is.
"You all think that's funny?" I ask quietly, lots of them nodded their heads, and some just stared. "Well if you think it's so funny you can just get an F." Everybody then shook their head, but one raised his hand. He looked nerdy, big glasses, blue eyes, and blue hair? Who dies their hair blue? He was still handsome though. "Yes, and your name please."
"Logan, and you can’t give us F's unless we don't do work, and if you make us get F's we can just report you to the principal." He didn't smile, frown, or anything, like he had no emotion. "And how old are you? You look like you could be a student." Now his face is confused, thank god for a second I thought he was a robot; hehe reminds me of that episode, SpongeBob.
"Now I can just tell the principal that you were making sexual harassment to a teacher and you can get kick out of class and get an F; and I am 27." I started to get angry, slamming my hand on the desk, god I hate people especially boys. He shrugged and we got on with class. Well first hour didn't go so bad. I huffed.
End of school now and I am worn out. How can kids be so tiring? Ugh I whine as I get my heavy bag on and get ready to walk home.
"Hey you, you're Mrs. Black right?" A light voice comes up from behind me I turn and a tall, handsome boy, he looked around my age. He had black hair, green eyes, and really shiny teeth.
"Um it's actually Ms. Black I'm not married.” I corrected him and grinned, but my voice was like a whisper. I was too busy yelling at kids I didn't realize I became hoarse. He still stood there smiling waiting for who knows what. "Well did you want to ask me something, or you just trying to waste my time?" My voice roared.
He started to "pout" using his puppy eyes. Does he think if you "pout" girls would like it...well its working little jerk. "I'm sorry, I just, just really wanted to talk to you about something and I just got too nervous to say it." He dropped down his hands on his eyes rubbing them. He stared back up at me with his puppy pout and "tears" in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry I was just really worked out today, and I'm so tired. I don't know what I’m doing." I get down and wipe his "tear" away, man his guy good. "Please forgive me." When did I start caring about boys? Why does this guy want to talk to me? Why is this guy so handsome!?
He gets up all perched and happy like nothing happened. "It's ok," he looks at the clock on the wall, "and we should get going home, it's after tree." he smiles delightfully taking my hand and going out the door. He stops immediately, and I bump into him. What is with this dude? "Which way is home again?" He asked politely.
"Um it's my home and I don't think I should take you with me it's called kidnapping yah know." I put my hands on my hips, and tapped his cute little nose.
"Well it's not kidnapping when you don't have a family, and you would be perfect for a roomie." He mocked me and tapped my nose. "And I know your little secret "27" year old teacher." He used hand motions. Then he took my head, brings me up, and kissed me, on the lips! What stranger does this. Then he lifted up and whispered in my ear. "You are 15, and when we get home I'll tell you everything." Then he kissed me again but longer. "Well where is it then?" He took my hand.
I was in shock, but I pointed toward home anyways. "Well here we are." I stopped in front of my house and dug out my keys. I looked over at him and his mouth almost hit the ground. "What?" I looked back at my house then back at him.
"It's old as shit!" He complained. I went over and covered his mouth pointing at the little kids across the street.
"Language young man and I know it is. It was the only thing I could afford."
He rubbed his mouth then looked at me hatefully. "I always talk like this kids don’t care, and you're beautiful! Didn't someone at least lower the prices for you?" He walked into my house and yelped at the bugs on the ground. "And there's bugs and dust everywhere! Yuck!" He squished a bug and wiped it along the wall.
"Well it wouldn't be so dirty if you didn’t wipe bug guts across the wall, and I'm working on it. It will look amazing after I'm done with it ok." I sighed and wiped the bug guts off. "How old are you anyway, and why did you kiss me?" I put my fingers to my lips, waiting for a response.
He kicked his shoes off huffed at the dust on the shoebox. He turned slowly and ruffled through his hair. His eyes sparkled; lips puckered, and then licked them. "I'm 16, and I sorta kind of got dared to." He joined his fingers together. "They said I had to kiss you three times, then spend the night with you in your bed, but don't worry I wasn't supposed to have sex with you or anything." He said quickly then blushed and grinned nervously. Then he rose up at me and lifted his eyebrows up and down flirtatiously. I blurted out laughing, tears streaming down my face. "See I'm not that bad." He started laughing too. When he hit the ground I swear I saw horns pop out of his head. So I stopped laughing, and headed toward him to get a closer look. "Ah!" He popped up laughing, while I hit the