A typical ordinary love story-In the eyes of a madman

Chapter 1: How I learned the angel is a demon

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So this story is a tale of love and romance which blossoms within a high school somewhere on the east coast, why not CT. It will be a straightforward story with average characters and a plot which is easily read so you guys better hold onto dem feels because this story sure as hell WON'T be taking them and crushing them into dust just like the drunk father who hates his daughter and her ambitions.

I could tell this story in two ways and if you are still reading then I must say from the bottom of my heart….how bored are you to be reading this she- I MEAN you must know quality intros when you see them despite the fact that I have yet to explain anything and you are probably wondering when the fuck he's going to get to it and the answer is simple. Soon…soon, so without finally here it is. A/N end

In hindsight I should have seen this coming. This is what happens when I actually let myself believe that life will be good, that things will turn out great even though my mind is screaming "This is a trap". Im not sure what it was today which made me go against my natural instinct because if I had just followed it then I wouldn't be wrapped in pain right now thanks to a sneaky manipulative bit-"Writing again I see?" As my notepad was snatched from my hand while I sat leaning against the wall of the school building with the burning rays from the sun bared down upon my dark skin. I glared up at the boy in front of me who looked at me with a smug look, that look he gave to me now and then which drove me insane." Hey dumbass can't you see im sitting alone here in pain right now?" I snapped back as I stood up and reached for my notebook only for him to raise the purple pad high beyond my reach. He looked down at me smirking as my brown eyes locked onto his blue ones as if we were about to have an old style western showdown except here my opponent loomed over me.

"Are we going to stand here all day or are you going to hand over my book?" I asked in the kindest manner I could muster while ignoring the rage brewing within me which was only fuelled by the intense heat. "Woah Lee what's the problem? I just wanted to take a look so there is no need to turn all diva on me" "The Problem is Dante that those are my notes which I use to document my thoughts and fe-" I paused as my expression locked in place as I stared at my good friend flicking through the notebook as if it was a cheap magazine…not only was he invading my privacy but. He was bending…... The motherfucking… pages. "Hey Lee erm..the fuck is all this stuff about death and how life is like a cruel game and how beasts can be cruel".

"What is it not to your taste?" I remarked as I had managed to snatch the book back from his grasp only to shove it in the back pocket of my jeans, "Of course it's to my taste but what I mean is what you mean by beast". "Well firstly I don't mean the beast which haunts your nightmares but another who is the reason why Im like this" I replied "It all began this morning wh-" "Hey when the fuck did I say I wanted to hear details?" Dante interrupted", Just shut up and Ill tell you as we go to class besides it's a fun action packed story filled with my misery". Dante suddenly looked at me with gleaming eyes and urged me to tell him more as we entered the building which was bustling with students as we headed down the hall. "As I was saying it all began this morning when I woke up to grey skies meaning something bad was going to happen to me and-"

I stopped and noticed how Dante had frozen in his tracks and his face with an expression of fear, I asked him what was wrong but all he whispered was "…Run.."as he turned around and took off in the direction we came. I watched as he ran and slowly turned my head back to see the demon of NYA…her body seemingly built like a miniature tank which was fuelled by stupidity and rage which was built from nothing. She stomped towards me as students hurried into their classes as she glared up at me, the beast baring its fangs as it began to speak. "Tell Dante…He's a dead man" she spoke slowly and the malice in her voice was heavy and it felt as if it was consuming my body. I was about to speak but only nodded in response as she continued on her war path down the hall punching any students unfortunate enough to stand in her way.

Moments later I got a text in all caps spelling out "HELP ME D:" so naturally I responded to my good friend by calling him and softly speaking down the phone "You're a dead man" and then hung up quickly cutting of the start of his shouting. A sense of victory filled me as I smiled and continued down the hall to science class and seeing how this would be my first time this week in this class I thought it would be a new experience. At least I would have thought that if I had not have seen, Her again. I introduced myself and of course had to sit at the back…right next to her which of course just made my motherfucking day an all. Once I sat down I entered a state of stillness and seemed to zone out from the teacher talking for in the corner of my eye I saw a small demented grin and one of her eyes glare at mine…I also saw the pictures she drew of demonic looking cartoons with swirling eyes and razor like claws. At least in my eyes I saw the grin and glare but to everyone else they saw the quiet shy angelic girl in the corner it seemed.

I knew that those eyes of hers whether they are hidden behind glasses or not were forged in the depths of hell which were bestowed to her by a high level demon, that black hair was simply mounds of ravens feathers which were woven and held together by the tears of the innocent which gave it the strange silky look as if it were a soft pillow.

But what seemed to be most frightening was the smile…the smile which I knew far to well, the kind of smile I produced many times which hid aggressive intent and replaced it with a shroud of warmth. Her smile seemed to sicken me yet. Be strangely comforting.

I had managed to make a clear picture of her seeing how this wasn't our first encounter since my arrival here, it's because of this girl that I was consumed by pain earlier thanks to her protective guardian…even though all I was doing was trying to be kind.

These thoughts raced through my brain as I sat in class recalling what had happened earlier today.