New Story! I don't know what category to put this in. Before you start, the preface is in the future compared to the story. And this is like the last book in the Twilight series. It's one story, but it has two 'books' in it. The first book, including the preface, is in Brea's POV. The second book is in Andy's POV. And both POV will be during the same time, so it'll be mentioning somethings twice. Understand? Ok! I was inspired by Black Veil Brides' new song, Fallen Angels.


Preface:

~October 30, 2012~

I starred into the icy, blue eyes that concentrated on my face. I began to chuckle as a random memory popped into my head.

"What's on your mind, darling?" the dark hired boy asked me.

"This isn't Facebook. You do't have to ask what's on my mind." I replied with a soft laugh.

"Facebook doesn't call you darling does it?"

"No."

"So what are you thinking about."

"Just... If Alex never died, I would've never heard about you."

"If you never heard about me, you would've never been in the front row of that concert."

"If I was never at the front row of that concert, you would've never fell for such an ugly, imperfect, broken girl."

"Brea, you are perfect just the way you are."

"No I'm not. I haveso many secrets I can't even bring myself to tell you."

"It's okay, I have a secret too."

"I have not one, but many."

"But mine could ruin our future together."

"Why won't you just tell me?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Close your eyes." he commanded. I did as I was told. I cringed as I began to hear the disgusting and strange noise coming from my boyfriend.

"What is that? Are you okay?" I asked as I heard his grunts of pain.

"I'm fine. Just keep you eyes closed." he said though a straining voice. The noise that made me cring finally stopped.

"Can I open my eyes now?" I asked anxiously.

"Sure." he said. I opened my eyes to see Andrew causually standing tall with his arms folded across his bare chest. At first, I saw nothing wrong with him. Then I noticed the two large, black wings sprouted from his back. I starred at his back as I traced over the feathers coming out of his back.

"You're an... Angel." I said quietly in disbelief.

"Not an angel.. A Fallen Angel." Andy corrected me.