Bitten Wings 28

I was sitting up in my bed, about three days later, my head against my knees. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, my shoulders were shaking with violent sobs. Drake had left to get food, since we were nearly out, and I had let myself finally let my emotions out. Sitting up used to make me dizzy, but I was finally over that. Now my eyes were shut closed, tears shed for my sis-no..for the lies I'd been fed. For Chloe. For betrayal. And now where was I? I was alone. The one who fought with me. The one who bit me. The one who I gave myself up for, went with the Vamps. Became one of them! All this..she planned it! She had made me do this. It was all her fault! But..i still couldn't help but feel like my sister was ripped from me..maybe..maybe I was just imagining things? No..she never even tried to stop Addere when he ordered me to be killed...no..she wasn't my sister...Then I heard the door open. I bit my lip but the tears didn't stop. I kept my head down, trying to stifle the sound, but I didn't kill the sound.

"Angel?" his voice was kind and smooth, concerned with my violent sobs. I didn't answer, trying to suppress my tears. Damn my pride.. I felt him sit next to me and place his hand on my back, sending a cold chill down my spine. "Angel..please..what's wrong?"
"N-Nothing.." that would've sounded more convincing if my voice didn't break. I could practically feel his concern and worry hit me in gentle waves.
"Angel.." he breathed, brushing my hair away from my face. I looked up at him, my eyes burning still with tears that streamed down my face. His eyes softened, opening his mouth to speak. I flung my arms around his neck, burying my face into his shoulder, allowing myself to cry. First time for everything, right? He seemed hesitant, taken off guard, then held me close. He didn't pry. He remained silent and allowed me to pour out my heart. After a while my tears dried, my sobs quieting. I pulled away slowly, wiping my eyes on my gloved hands. Miracle these held up for so long. He smiled at me, keeping his arms around me.

"My sister..she..she's not.." I choked on the words, bowing my head, attempting not to cry again. I regained composure, "Not..my sister..she lied..i was lied too.."
"Oh my God, Angel..I-I'm so sorry."
I nodded slowly, remaining silent. The silence lingered, only broken by my jagged breaths. He touched my cheek, and I looked at him, bewildered. "She made a mistake..you are an amazing person..how could she leave you like that? How could she have done something like that to such an incredible person?"
My face grew red, and I glanced away, "Drake..She..she's a vamp..I killed her parents..she has every right-"

"She has no right! Isn't forgiveness the best thing for the world? Not war? Not more death? Besides, you were fooled by the other vamps..you thought you were doing the right thing."
"I don't know, Drake..what if..what if I'm wrong on helping you? What if I..If I'm making a mistake? Maybe..it would be more peaceful..with them in charge."
He looked at me in the eyes, "Angel..you know how many would die? We have a cure.."
"But you-"
"I know what we did. And it was wrong. You can change that. You can make us better people."

I shook my head, "I don't want to be anyone's babysitter. Thank you..for helping me..but..after I get better..I'm going to leave.."
Then he was inches from my face, my heart suddenly kicking into a faster speed, my breath stuck in my throat. I stared at him wide-eyed.
"What are you..?"
"I'm changing your mind, Angel."
Then he kissed me. Oh my God, he kissed me.. At first I was going to push him away, then slap him across the face for messing with my emotions even more, but I realized..he actually meant it. My God..I never thought..that I..would ever have someone at my side besides Chloe. His hands went to my back, rubbing it gently. My arms wrapped around his neck, hesitantly returning the kiss. We pulled away slowly, my face hot, and a small flush on his cheeks. I pulled my arms away, and looked down. He smiled and looked at me, brushing my cheek.

"D-Drake.." I whispered, looking up at him slowly, the faintest of smiles on my lips. "Why did you..?"
"Angel..I.."
Oh man..okay..right there I could se what was coming..right there I knew what I was getting myself into. And you know what? I didn't mind.
I smiled, kissing him against softly, before leaning back against the chair. "I know, Drake."
He flushed, "I'm sorry..that..that was pretty sudden."
"Yeah..guess we both aren't good at this, huh?"
He smiled, nodding. "Um..how are you feeling?"
"You mean besides the kiss?" I pretended to think, smiling teasingly. "Can I get some water?"

He nodded, getting up slowly, the smile still on his lips, then walking out of the room. When he came back I took the cup from him, draining it quickly. I stretched my wings out, groaning from the cramps and knots in the muscles. Man..being out most of the time with oddly folded wings? Not so fun..at all..
A sudden gasp, made me cock my head and glance up at Drake. "What?"
"Your..your wings...Angel..oh my God.."
My brow furrowed and I looked back at my wings. Holy-"My wings!"
It was a miracle. The leather? Of the bat-like wings those wretched vamps gave me? They were gone. Gone! The white feathers of my previous wings were growing in. The layer was thin, clearly I wouldn't be flying soon, but still..they were back..my Lord, this day couldn't get any better.