AN: Ok everyone, this is my first Hush;Hush fanfic. So I'm hoping it goes well... Go ahead and check out my friend maxride45's stories! I read Cresando! Who else loved it? I thought that at first, she completely ruined it by having Nora always mad at Patch, but after I finished I was like: Oh, I get it now! That was really good! Go read it if you haven't already! Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me, infect me with your love and Fill me with your poison Take me, t-t-take me wanna be your victim, ready for abduction Hey boy, you're an alien, your touch so far away It's supernatural extraterrestrial ~E.T. Katy Perry I'm falling. I can feel the air rushing past me, whipping my hair up past my face. I can't breath because I'm falling to fast. I'm choking. I try to call out his name, but the wind pushes the sounds out my mouth and away from me. I can't hear them.
Please, I think. Please don't let me die.
Suddenly I feel hands on my back. Groping hands, horrible hands. I try to scream for help, but no sound came out of my mouth.
I feel a burning pain, near my upper back. No. No! Not my wings, anything but my wings!
The buring pain increases and my back feels like it's on fire. I hear a ripping noise, and I start to sob. Nothing I've ever felt has been this bad. I would take getting my back broken millions of times in place of this.
"You no longer belong here." I hear the voice, but I can't see who spoke, tears blur my vision. " You are no longer wanted." I swear the voice sounds familiar but I can't turn my head.
The pain is still there. It's horrible, and it's getting worse. I feel something tearing away from me. I scream.
" I no longer want you here." I sob, the voice is in my head. It's in my brain. It's everywhere, filling up my ears with pounding noises. My fingers are numb, and my ribs ache.
With a final rip, my wings are gone. And I'm Fallen. I'm trying to twist around, trying to find the angel that would do this to me. I'm falling faster now, I have to look. Have to know.
I manage to turn my head, and look up. I gasp, sob, and scream. It's him.
It's Patch.
"No!" I sit up, gasping for breath. I'm all sweaty and my heart is beating so fast, I'm amazed I didn't have a heart attack when I was sleeping. I push the covers off me, and push the damp hair off my face. Amazingly I'm still breathing hard, So I sit on the edge of my bed and wait for my heart rate to go back to normal.
"Nora? What do you want for breakfast?" My mom calls from downstairs, she had gotten back from another business trip only a few days ago.
" Do we have any eggs left? If so, that's what I want!" I yelled down, glad my voice didn't betray me. I got off the bed and stumbled around a little bit.
" Damn head rush." I muttered to myself as reached out trying to find the door handle. My vision cleared and I walked over to the door. I pushed it open and walking into the hallway. I can smell my mom's cooking from up here. My stomach growls a little and I walk a little fast towards the bathroom. I open up the door, and then lock it. I walk over to the sink and then take a drink from the faucet.
After many gulps of water, I finally have to breath. I pull back and look at myself in the mirror. My hair, which was pulled back in a ponytail before I went to sleep, had sprung free from it's binding and was now splayed all over my face and neck. Stuck there with sweat. Lovely, I was going to have to take a shower.
" Nora! Are you coming down?" My mom called up again.
" Yeah, in a second!" I shouted back down. I turned the faucet back on my splashed my face with cold water, trying to wake myself up.
" Come on Nora, your eggs will get cold!" Shouted my mom.
" Can't you just, I don't know, put it in the microwave for me? Please?" I yelled back down. Please mom, I'm trying to clean up.
I heard the microwave open and close, so I called down a thanks.
" Nora! Someone's at the door for you!" Really Mom?
... Wait. Shoot! Not Patch, I wasn't even halfway ready.
"I'll... I'll be down in a minute!" I could hear Patch chuckle and then tell my mom he would wait outside for me.
I dried off my face, brushed my teeth, put on deodorant, and splashed on some perfume in less then five minutes. Record time for me.
I run back into my room and throw on some dark jeans and a simple blue t-shirt. I grab my comb and start tugging at my hair.
"Come on. Faster Nora, faster!" I whispered to myself, I yank through a particularly big tangle when I hear the knock on my window.
" Are you gunna let me in Angel?" I look and see Patch staring at me threw the window. I run over and open it. I'm still combing my hair.
" Patch. Why are you in my room?" I ask him, trying not to sound harsh, because I actually love it that he came in here. I walk towards him and wrap my arms around him.
" Well, I was wondering what was taking you so long, Angel. We do have people to see, places to go." He smirked a little. " Unless you don't want to go..." He trailed off and kissed me.
His cool mouth on my warm one. He tasted like mint, though the taste was slightly off considering I'd just brushed my teeth.
" Well, I'm ready to go now. And I don't want Vee angry at us." I curled myself under his arm after we finished our mini make out session.
" OK Angel. I'll meet you down there." He winked at me, and then climbed back out the window. I brush my hair for a few more seconds and then put on a little make up. And I mean a little, not like some people who where an inch of black around their eyes.
I grab a jean jacket and head down stairs. I walk into the kitchen and take the eggs out of the microwave, then grab a fork and started scarfing down the warm eggs.
In a few minutes they were all gone and I was full. And My breath smelled like eggs. Lovely.
I looked around for a few seconds for a pack of gum before I finally unearthed a half empty pack. I popped a piece into my mouth. Minty freshness.
I grab my purse that was lying on the table and open up the front door.
"Mom I'm going out with Patch and Vee! I'll be back soon!" I called out and then close the door behind me.
I see Patch waiting for me in his car. I stare at him, amazed that out of all the angels I could have ended up with, I got him. My dream guy. My perfect guy.
Patch leaned out the window. " Hey, Angel. You gonna get over here? Or just stand and stare?" I grinned at him.
" I'm coming!"
AN: So I truthfully have no idea if this was any good. It was literally just a bunch of rambling thoughts. And there was no idea behind this. At all...
I might just keep it like this, or if enough people review I might continue on, and actually find a point to this story...