Until I Fall, Alexa Kim [read any book .txt] 📗

punched him, “You should have seen your face.” His response was his glare, but his smile widened into a grin.

 

“So your like a bird? A shapeshifter?!”

 

“No. An angel.” His eyes widened at that.

 

“For who?”

 

“A guy.”

 

“Lets go to a cafe.”

 

“Sure.” Percy brought me to a a cafe. Once we were inside, he bought me a cup of coffee.

 

“Do you like it black?”

I smiled, “Black as my soul.” Once we were seated, he took advantage of the time.

 

“Alexa, so when we met the first place, I was speechless.” I cocked my head questionably.

 

“What?” I stared at his deep brown eyes, I could see he was flushing. 

 

“Er- for your b-beauty” he stammered. Where was Percy going with this? Percy continued encouraged by my silence. “So I er- liked you er- for quite some time, so I was wonderin-“ Suddenly, I hushed him, with a gesture of my hand. The cafe was too silent. There was no music. There were no people. Silent. It felt too eerie. “Percy?” There was no response. I looked behind me, and Percy wasn't there. He just dissappeared! How rude of him! Where was he?

I heard a chuckle. A deep throated chuckle, and it belonged to a man walking towards me.

 

“So you must be Alexa. The angel,” he chuckled more. “The helpless angel, oh- what a treat we have?”

My mouth became dry, and I licked my lips once. Glaring at him. Who the hell was he?

 

“Who the hell are you?”

 

“Hell? What a coincidence, I happen to live there. Hasn’t your petit friend mention Lucifer?”  The man chuckled, and now I could see his face clearly. He had a sharp jaw, and a tall nose. He had an eerie air around him.

 

“I think you heard about Lucifer, from the research you’ve done.” He continued, and my mind raced  back to when I flipped to the first page of the thick book. I remember reading about Lucifer, who was one of the brightest perfect angel. However once he had sinned and did not repent, he fell from heaven, as a fallen angel. I let out a gasp, but I glared at him. “Aren’t you suppose to be in hell? Or shall I tell you to go to hell?”

Lucifer started to roar. It was terrible, and everything was vibrating around him. “Watch your smart mouth, I can drag you to hell with moi.”

I don’t know what it was, but a sudden courage surged within me. “Try me.”

As if on cue, 3 demons flew at me. I ripped off the bow and arrow bracelet, and fired. Surprisingly it flew where I planned it to go. It shot one of the demons, and it disappeared into dust. I stared at it as it disappeared and out of the corner of my eyes I saw another leap at me. I closed my eyes waiting for the bite or whatever demons do to angels. I waited for the  burst of pain, but it didn’t come. I opened my eyes to see a tall figure throw daggers at them, but I could only see a blur. The ground was moving beneath me, and my vision was darkening.

Dammit, why did I have to black out now? I tried to fight it, but I blacked out completely.

Who ever it was I owed him a cheese burger.

Chapter 7

 

It was a cloudy day, and pouring down hard. I couldn’t see what was in front of me, because of the dense fog. I was wet, my hair sticking to my face. Drops of rain were on my eyelashes, dripping down every time I blinked. My clothes were soaked, and my wings were heavy. They were absorbing the rain, and my shoulders were screaming with pain. I was on a cliff. The same cliff I had jumped with Percy. There was no one around, and I had an great urge to jump. I had a churning feel in my stomach as if I knew it wasn’t going to be safe. However my legs kept on running toward the edge of the cliff. I couldn’t stop. Maybe I’d give it a go with my wings, but I couldn’t help noticing that I still had this bad feeling in my stomach. I almost reached the edge now, and I inhaled sharply. At the last moment, my feet listened, and they barely stopped. It was almost too late. I was about to fall. I tried to slide down, but beneath me the mud was slippery. The cliff was too slippery for me to grab hold of. My fingernails raked through the mud, trying to catch hold of something. Anything. I was going to die. My body left the cliff, and my hand was the only thing from letting me fall. Holy shit, I should say my last words. Rain was pouring down my neck, and I gasped, trying to breathe through the fog.  I was really going to die like this. I couldn’t speak. It was like I was suffocating on air. I saw a figure standing on the edge of the cliff. My eyes blink rapidly, trying to make out who it is. The rain pouring down felt like bits of ice burning my skin. Shit, why wasn’t he helping me out. I could see he was wet, but he wasn’t affected by the rain at all. I tried to speak, but it was filled with rain. He bent down, and I almost let my grasp go. He was Percy. His brown eyes were staring at me. His curls flattened on his head. He spoke to me. His voice audible in the storm.

“Alexa, your safe with me. I won’t let you go. Hold my hand.” His tone was reassuring, and warm. I could be in his arms, safe. I tried to grab hold of his hands, but it was a second too late. I felt myself fall. My heart went up to my mouth, and I was free falling down the cliff. This was the end.

 

I jerked awake. Was that a dream? God, what a horrible one. I looked around, and I was sleeping on a clean white bed. It was a master bed. Where was I? The room was white. Every furniture was white. There was a desk in the far corner, and the floor was carpet.

The sunlight was beaming through the window on my right. My mind went back to the memory of me fainting in the middle of a fight. Lucifer was there. Holy crap. Who was he?

Then I heard a faint sound. It was music. Someone was playing the piano, and it was beautiful. I went out of bed, and realised, I had no pants. Crap, I can’t just go out like this. I looked around for any spare clothes, and on my left was a closet. I opened it. It had a baggy t-shirt, and a pair of shorts. This will do.

I quickly got dressed, tied my hair up into a messy bun, and went out to see who was playing the piano. It led me to a vast library. Wow. It was huge, and every shelf was filled with books. Perhaps it had Jane Austen books. My favourite. My eyes made a swoop around the room, and stopped at the grand piano. It was Jace. Holy crap. His black hair was tangled, and his eyes closed. He had a white blouse unbuttoned, and I could see a part of his chest. I wanted to put my hands on it, and feel his beating heart against mine. He was so deep into the music. For the first time, he looked relaxed. He looked as if there was nothing that bothered him. So peaceful yet so beautiful. The strain in his shoulders were gone, and his lips were curled in the corners. He looked like a little boy sleeping. He looked so perfect, and I wanted to kiss him so bad. None of the intensity he had shown when he was warning me were shown in his posture. He was so beautiful, with his dark hair swept to one side, and his skin reflecting the light. However as I stared at him longer he looked sad. What was so dangerous about him, that made him tell me to run away? After all, he did protect me. He looked so sad, and lonely. I wanted to go behind, and hug him. He opened his eyes, and they looked so lost. He looked like a sad lost boy. I never seen Jace look so doubtful, and forlorn. None of his teasing smile, or his badass grin was on his face. He was like a different person. Maybe it was the sad music from the piano, or his lost blue eyes, or his forlorn smile, but it made my heart melt. Maybe he had a facade for the whole time. My heart was filled with envy for his girlfriend. I bet she could twine her fingers through his hair everyday and kiss him anytime. God I wanted to do all of that.

 

“Enjoying the view?” his question broke through my thoughts. I blushed. I was glad he couldn’t read my thoughts of him.

 

“No, I was listening to the piano. It’s lovely, I mean you play it beautifully.” He was silent for a while,

 

“How long were you there?” he asked softly. I could almost see him embarrassed, but that was impossible. The Jace I knew wasn’t embarrassed. On the other hand, the Jace I saw a few moments ago wasn’t Jace at all.

 

“I came in not too long ago.” I lied for the sake of his embarrassment. He looked relieved. “So were you the one who saved me?”

 

“I wouldn’t put it that way. I saw you were on the ground fainted, so I just carried you home.” I think he was lying but I decided to let that go.

 

“Did you see anything? or Anyone?”

 

“Nope.” his face was totally innocent. He stared back at me, with his deep blue eyes. “Are you hungry?”

 

“Hungry for what?” I flushed after realising what I just implied to. “I mean yes. I’m hungry for food.” emphasising a little too much on food. Jace grinned that badass grin i seen him wear the first time I saw him. He seemed to taunt me with his eyes.This was too much. How could I say such a stupid thing like that?

 

“Well are you going to cook me something?” my voice high pitched.

 

“Yes ma’am.” and Jace went off into the kitchen. I followed him,

 

“So do you live in this mansion all by yourself?”

 

“Yes ma’am”

 

“Don’t call me ma’am.”

Jace faced me, his blue gaze intense, “Then what would you like to be called darling?” He was annoying, but I couldn’t help hearing a bit of lust in his deep voice. It brought my skin tingling, and this deep sensation filled my stomach.

 

“Just by my name. You can call your girlfriend that.” Jace grinned, biting his lips trying to keep a straight face. “Are you jealous?”

 

“Why should I be? It’s not like I like you.” I rolled my eyes trying to find a way out of this. Jace stepped closer, and his dark blue eyes were pinning me down.

 

“Not even when I do this?” he stepped closer, and I could almost feel his breath on my neck. I could smell his sweet scent. I