Angel Crisis… 1

"The only department that did not meet criteria… is yours," the Head Of Departments, James looked at me with those piercing blue eyes under the white-framed super thick glasses as he spat through his gritted teeth. "Ivory." Everyone heaved a silent sigh of relief. I looked at him confused with my mouth slightly parting. "But… I only missed perfection by 0.001 percent! It is as well as perfect!" "You should know better Ivory, there is no 'as well as' here in heaven. Here, only 100 perfection is allowed. Either meet the criteria, or be demoted." His handsome face was wrinkled with a bit of frown as he practically growled at me.

I sighed as I walked out of the white gigantic mansion with the words "The Great Hall" printed in gold stamped in the middle. I looked at the sky. Clear blue, almost cloudless. I sighed. Angels with little white wings came flying towards me upon hearing my little sigh. "Are you alright?" some cheery kid holding a basket with white blonde hair asked. "Do you want to talk about it? I have an apple pie. You can have it. Don't worry, I still have plenty at home. It is good for cheering people up. It works. Here." An old angel with gray but long and smooth hair handed me a freshly baked pie. I closed my eyes and gave a last sigh before putting on my usual mask. I smiled at the little crowd around me. "I'm fine thank you. Just a little tired. Thank you for the pie." I smiled as sweetly as possible at the old angel as I took the pie. "TIRED? I know of some fruit that helps with that. Do you want it?" a kind young lady asked. Get a clue lady. I need REST. "Its ok, I just need to get home and I will be fine. Really." Angels. You tell them your tiny problem and they will make it sound as if you NEED something. Really, these angels NEED a life. I opened my wings that are obviously far bigger then theirs' and flew home. Official angels like me have bigger wings than the resident angels of heaven cause they are considered of a higher position than residents.

Home… I looked at the huge house with an ultimate long porch-almost-like-garden in front of it and cringed. My house is so huge and peaceful that the only thing that seems to be around are the butterflies and my… horrible memories… I cringed further as I remembered… no matter how loud I screamed… no one heard me…… I shook my head to shake the bitter memories. I flew slowly towards my house. I went pass my white living room, my white multi purpose room, and my many rooms and went up the white staircase. Did I mention how much I loathe white? EVERYTHING in heaven seems to be white. It's so dull and boring. I went straight to my bedroom. I threw my papers on the bed and climbed on it, sorting everything out. 100 perfection. I shivered in the mere thought of my HOD's voice. Who was the one who said that it's b-e-a-utiful here in heaven. If this were heaven, I would rather be in hell then.

"Hey gorgeous." I froze in horror as I heard that voice. It's him. Again. Here for the same purpose as always… "What do you want Josh?" I tried to hide my horror behind my confident voice. "What do you think?" He climbed on my bed as I shut my eyes. He wrapped his arms around me and started to kiss me from the neck leaving a trail all the way up to my ears and nibbled on it. I could not help but to sigh a little. I swallowed and clench my fists. I cannot let him do it to my again. Too many times… too many times… "Stop, Josh." I said flatly. "No." "Please?" I begged. "Give me a reason." He said, blowing into my ear. I winced a little. "Cause all my papers are on the bed and…might…stain it…" I blushed. "What might stain it? Oh well, I'll just have to move them away…" with the snap of his fingers, the papers went back to a neat stack on the table diagonal from my king sized bed. He started to undress me while kissing all over me. I could not make a sound. I know its not going to work. I know it from my past experience. I cannot fight back. He is too strong… I could only let him do what he wants… he crawled in front of me and laid me down on the bed as naked as a baby. He smirked and removed his robes. A tear trickled down my cheek. "Don't cry… you know its not going to hurt anymore and you know you are going to enjoy it…did I not let you enjoy the forbidden pleasure so many times before?" I cannot disagree with the handsome man in front of me. His blonde hair fell covering his left eye. His yellow eyes glowed as the curtains covered my only source of light- the windows. I cannot see well now, with the darkness surrounding me. I closed my eyes. I felt his warm body pressing against me as his tongue slipped into my mouth making me moan. His right hand cupped my breast and his left hand slowly made his way to my womanhood. I could feel his hard manhood poking my inner thigh. I hate it, I hate myself. No matter how much I don't want to, I enjoy it and I cannot hide it. Another tear fell. The next thing I know, he held on to me really tightly and forced into me. I screamed as he pulled out and pushed in again and again. Harder and harder. His sweat dripped on me and mixed with my tears. "AHH… Josh! Please… stop…ah!" I let out another helpless scream. He panted as he violated my body. I felt an orgasm build inside of me as I screamed as I had an orgasm. He gave his last thrust and spilled his seeds. It filled my body and some dripped on my white bed sheet.