A/N: Just a short story about Cam! Hope you like it! Please comment and review!

"Love is composed of one soul dwelling in two bodies," Aristotle

Flowers. They stretched over fields of green grass. A river flowed through the rolling hills, the soft trickle of water was the soundtrack of my new life. I stood underneath an arch, it had vines with white blossoms blooming of it. I traced my finger over the bumpy rock where my soul will be united with another, I will complete myself.

I was dressed in the best suit that money could buy, my hair was combed neatly back. My future was standing before me in a beautiful white dress. White for purity, for love pronouced in the watchful eyes of God. I would never be able to stand before The Almighty God, not anymore.

The sun smiles upon us, the clouds dancing their mellow way. I could not help but let my chest blow up with pride, finding this place was a great acheivemnt, jumping a hurdle which no-one expected to overcome.

She gazes at me, her eyes shimmering with tears. She speaks, her words tearing my already broken soul into shreds. I didn't try to repair myself, for I knew that if I did, I would just destroy myself even more. Instead I clutch my heart willing it to come out so that I would not feel anymore.

She leans in to give me her goodbye, a kiss to say that this was it, the End. I turn before she can reach me, before she seals the deal. My love for her will never end no matter what happens.

I rip of the suit I wear and give a frustrated cry. My brother Daniel comes to me, his eyes filled with worry, but all I can feel is jealousy towards him.

I know that it is irrational to covert his life. His life is cruel and unforgiving, finding love only to have them die in your arms. At least he finds it again, I know I never will.

He knows what I am going to do, he tries to swerve my decision, but his protests are weak. He can see that my mind is made up, so his arguments are resigned, knowing that he has already lost.

He turns away. I have never seen an angel cry, it is supposed to bring sorrow to the world. My sorrow is for my unconditional, unrequited love, for the loss of my brother.

We embrace, it is neither awkward or uplifting. It is a solomn affair. A goodbye to each other. His expression is pained as he lets go of me.

"I will always be there for you Cam. When you come back, you will be greeted with open arms," He chocked, his boice laced with emotion.

For me, I know that this is it. No-one else to care for - to impress. This was yhe moment where my choice was made. Only one person had the power to stop me, but she left.

I was prepared to 'sell my soul to the devil' knowing that it may give me the much needed relief.

I gave Daniel one last look. My brother would be faithful until the end. No matter what I choose he will always be there. I was wrong though, the disision ruined our unique bond. I had broken it, like I had let myself be broken, and I was in no rush to fix it.

I gave one final look at what could have been, at the picture perfect scene, then released my wings and flew away to finalise my choice.

I chose: Demon