"Ohhhhh, dig my shallow grave. It's not me you'll save. 'Cause I'm a lost cause." ~Imagine Dragons, Lost Cause
*Riley's POV:*
I stormed out of the house, letting go of the tears that I was trying to hold, back in the dining room. I wasn't a demon, I wasn't an angel. Just another outcast. Different. I will never go back to being a demon, or be accepted as an angel. Lucifer had a better chance of being accepted again since he was actually an angel. A full angel. I didn't want to go back down to Earth or go to Crowley's office or stay in Heaven. So, blindly, I started to run. I wiped the tears with my jacket's sleeve, trying to see where I was going. Knowing that Heaven was a mixture of a bunch of them, connected somehow, I wanted to get away. As I ran, I could feel the cold metal of my angel blade, beating against my chest. I ran and ran and ran and ran, until I dropped onto the ground, still sobbing. I glanced around, noting that I was now in some forest. I wondered who would want a Heaven like this but I guess I wasn't the type to question that kind of things. Humans. So complicated. I scooted against a tree and leaned my head back, so it was facing up. My eyes were closed, tears still streaming out. It was cold and the only thing that was keeping me warm was my leather jacket. I slide my hand in my jacket and pulled out the silver angel blade. It glinted in the light, as I rested it beside me on the moss. I pulled up my sleeve until my forearm was exposed then picked up the blade gingerly and brushed the tip across my skin, the freezing metal, making me shiver. Added a little pressure onto the blade, I dragged it across my wrist. The thin, long cut glowed with a bright blue light as I screamed it pain, no one around to hear me. I guess since I was both demon and angel, it hurt twice as bad. I repeated it, cutting myself over and over again until I couldn't scream anymore, my voice almost gone. After the pain subdued, I breathed in and out slowly, my eyes burning from crying so much. I could hardly see my arm, the only thing I did see was blood, blood, blood. I should just die... No one would care. I left Nathaniel. Rebekka has Luci. Nobody loves me. I raised the blade up to my chest with the little strength I had. My hand was shaking so much that I had to place both of my hands on the handle of the blade. I took one last breath before I was about to impale myself when I hear someone yell, "NO! Don't do it!" I stopped for a second, opening my eyes to see who it was. It was Gabriel.
"Leave me alone." I whispered harshly, with the little voice I still had. "Just leave me alone."
"No. I won't let you do it Riley." Gabriel started to walk towards me and crouched down in front of me and placed his hands on mine, trying to take the angel blade out of my hands. I resisted, the blade falling out our hands and onto the ground. I grabbed it before he could and wrapped my arms around it like it was a newborn baby.
"Just go away Gabriel. I don't want you here."
"Please Riley. Let me save you." He pleaded, tilting my chin with his hand, forcing me to look up at him.
I shake my head. "You can't. No one can."
"Give me the blade, Riley." Gabriel said, slowly reaching out to take the blade.
"Fine." I relaxed a bit, letting Gabriel snatch the angel blade out of my clutch. He stood up and placed it in his jacket.
"Let's go now Riley. I'll get you all healed up." He reassured. I knew he was trying to comfort me but I couldn't go on. He turned around and started to walk away.
"You're not the only one with tricks Gabriel." I said calmly, as I snapped my fingers the angel blade disappeared from his coat pocket and back into my hands. "I'm sorry." I said, before plunging the blade into the center of my chest. The last thing I remember was the sound of my screams and the sight of Gabriel's shocked face as he spun around and sprinted back towards me, yelling my name.