Tears of an Angel
Summary: From Zoey's point of view at the end of Tempted. SPOILERISH!
A/N: I know this is really short, but it's my first time writing a HON FF and I thought it was too perfect to add more too.
I want to cry sitting here. Stark is pissed at me, and Heath is upset, even if he won't admit it. Is it really possible to love, like be in love with two guys at once? I know that I am. Part of me wants to just be with Stark, and to love him, while the other part of me wants and needs Heath. Right now both parts of me are trying to fall to pieces over the looks of hurt on both of their faces.
"come to me Zo."
I hear Heath's voice in my head. I can feel his fear and I know that something is wrong, that he's in danger. Immediately, without me even having to think about it, I'm on my feet and off running in the direction that Heath had taken off in. I feel like I'm flying I'm running so hard. It comes without effort, and I don't even feel winded. I'm not sure what kind of danger he's in, but I conger up Spirit, getting myself ready for a fight with anything. I ran through a clearing in the trees and thats when I see it. Kalona holding Heath up by his neck. I roll spirit up into a ball and fling it with everything in me and Kalona, but it's too late. With near effortless motion, he snapped Heath's neck, and dropped him to the ground in a lifeless heap. I can feel my spirit breaking apart, I can feel myself dying on the inside. I too fall to the ground in an near lifeless heap. Though I'm still in my body, I can't feel, I can't do anything but witness almost as if from a afar.
Stark is standing over me, tears falling from his eyes. I notice that he looks almost angelic in the moonlight.
"He's gone."
He whispered to someone, and I know that he is greiving for me.
"Is she?"
"Her spirit is broken--"
The darkness envlopes me and I welcome it like an old friend. Maybe in the darkness I will find Heath—I will find love.