Hey guys thanks for visiting my new story I will try and update more than my last story, well here you go it starts off weird tell me what you think should happen next in this story.

"Hey Angel." He says my name so smooth like velvet. "You must have been tired, you slept for a long time." He drags a chair from somewhere in the darkness and sets it across from me.

For some reason I was scared I wanted to get away from him but I couldn't move. I started moving around but it was no use I was glued stuck to the chair, my ankles tied to the legs of the chair and my wrist tied to the arms of the chair.

He grabbed a stray hair and tucked it behind my ear. "You're awfully quiet Angel, why's that?" I had been screaming for what felt like hours, I had been calling his name out but he never came.

"Silent treatment? Fine I'll come back when you want to start talking." He starts standing up.

"Wait." I say my voice cracking. I didn't want to be in the dark alone again, I was growing scared of the dark hearing weird noises and thinking I saw monsters like when I was a kid.

He sits back down. "Well, finally going to talk?"

"Why do you care?" I hiss at him.

"Because I care about you." He says calmly.

"Yeah says the person who locked me in a room with no food or water."

"Says the person who cheated on me."

"Patch, I did not cheat on you."

"Sure if you call making out with a cross breed not cheating on me."

"I didn't kiss him first he pulled me against him and I couldn't get away."

"Sure." He stands up and heads back to the darkness.

"Patch don't leave me! Patch!"

...

I jolted up it took me a moment to orientate myself. I looked around: a desk, dresser, windows. I was in my bedroom.

"Angel what's wrong?" Patch was across my room sitting on my desk chair facing me. I was trying to even my breathing. Patch crosses the room and sits next to me on my bed. "Are you okay?" He touches my forehead, "You're freezing Angel." I was shivering but under his touch it sent electricity through my body and warmed me up.

I looked up to his eyes and I could tell he was worried.

He looks down at me and pulls the blankets up to my chin.

"Something going on?" He asks.

I steadied my breathing. "Just a bad dream."

"Wanna tell me what it was about?"

I really didn't want to tell him. "You were um... uh..." How was I supposed to say it?

"I won't get mad."

I look down at my blankets and fumble my fingers around a little. "You locked me somewhere dark, probably in a basement somewhere I was tied to a chair and you were mad at me because I kissed Scott."

Patch stiffened. "Did you see Scott?"

"No."

"Okay, because if you did it might have meant he found a way to visit you in your dreams."

"I thought only Angels could visit me in my dreams."

"The thing is if Angels can do something that means that Nephilim can do it right as well."

I sighed, Scott would never do that, he was my friend he would never torture me in my dreams.

"You should go back to sleep you didn't really fall asleep 'till about two o'clock in the morning." I look over Patch's shoulder and to read the clock, it read 6:49.

I throw my blankets off my bed. "I'm going to be late for school." I mumble to myself, it was my first day as an upperclassmen and I didn't want to be late.

"Angel." Patch says as I move to my closet and throw random clothes onto my bed.

I'm looking through the clothes and Patch grabs my wrist and twirls me around so that I am facing him.

"School isn't until tomorrow." He was looking at me and I could just tell he was holding back a smile.

I racked my brain, how could I lose track of days till school started? "Right I knew that."

Then I could tell Patch couldn't hold back his smile anymore and it escaped to the surface.

He grabs my hand. "Come one Angel I have something to show you."

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