Bloody Angel

e to heavy to open. I felt like they had been sewn shut with lead. The right side of my

a gruff delicious

ou're a sham. An asshat. You don't want her anyway. Just let her die!' screamed a high-pitched feminine voice with a British accent. The voice mad

dn't gauge my strength. She makes me so fucking angry. She

king immortal

it up to you both' He said sounding irritated. 'If it were an inju

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t it scar

ally confused. I heard the woman spea

arkness fell upon me again. Like a soft cool blanket. I welcomed it with open arms placing my life in the hands of a

ing...' I winced, that would leave a scar. Then there was the stranger with the enchanting voice. I touched my face with the intention of finding mangled flesh. Sur

ed the fool that brought me there. So a hot idiot bashed my face in? Big deal get over it. It'll heal, scar a little, sure. Doesn't mean I wasn't grateful to the mysterious female that saved my life though. I p

dy's protests. I was definitely in no shape for a fight. Then he stepped into the room, the f

y screamed at her. She just mumbled

battle stance. He looked... impressed? Sure. I must've missed something. It was probably just the lighting or maybe it was his facial expression for 'b

ace and a fear I don't understand pooled in my stomach and with it, anticipation of what

, embarrassed on her behalf. All this occured internally of course, like I said... I'm fucking serious here. I can't display weakness. I had to remind myself a

's sake! Get a grip Ignis! He looked mouth wateringly delicious with long tousled hair and his ear piercing gleaming in the dim lights of the hospital room. Fuuuuuuuuuck. I nearly wept

earlier...