The angelic yet demon-like creature watched with poignant eyes at the pitiful human he was observing. Why? Why was there so much sorrow in the world to ruin those that were loving and compassionate? It seemed like a cruel joke that's bestowed on those less fortunate.
The weather was dreary and rain poured from the sky; ironic for this situation. He followed and gradually approached closer to the miserable and drenched woman, knowing the events about to come and yet, dreading it.
He hated being what he was, why did his kind have to be drawn to gloomy humans? Why did they have to feed off their sadness and put them out of their misery? Mostly, why couldn't they….he….make it better for them?
It's simple; humans fear the unknown and don't trust easily. Still, that didn't stop him from appearing in front of her, giving her the full view of his beautiful…hideous….form. She trembled in fear but didn't scream as he had received so many times before.
He asked quietly, for fear that she would break if he spoke any louder, "Why are you crying?" She shielded her face, trying to hide her tear stained eyes but didn't respond. He took a few steps closer and repeated his question.
This time she answered, "You wouldn't understand." He took another step, "Not unless you tell me." She hung her head, "I…I don't want to talk about it." He was within a foot now, "Please. Tell me."
She weakly looked up at him, "Why? You don't care." "I wouldn't ask if I wasn't concerned about you." She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "Me?" "Yes. I'm worried about you." "Wh…Why?"
Honestly, he didn't know the answer to that. This one was different; she's actually speaking with him and not trying to run away and beg him not to end her life; which he usually had to do.
Humans usually left his kind no choice but to kill them, after feeding off their sorrows, to merely free them of their suffering if no sense could be talked into them, if they were able to that is. Maybe….just maybe….he could save this one without having to resort to that; but he's been disappointed many a time.
"I know you're hurting and want to make it better." She sniffed, "There's nothing you can do for me. I just…" He slowly, gently, reached out and touched her shoulder; she flinched a little but didn't push him away. "I want to die."
Those words about tore his heart in two, "No. Let me help you." She started to cry again, "I..It won't make…hic…..any difference." He frowned and tenderly embraced her lovingly, "I can make the pain go away….if you wish it."
Once more, she didn't object to his touch, which actually made him smile just a little; something he hasn't been able to do in such a long time. "How?" When he didn't answer, he watched her shoulders slump broodingly.
He gently pushed her away and tilts her chin up to look at him, "I will tell you, but only if you let me know your sorrows." For whatever reason going through her fragile mind, she did.
He listened to every detail of her pain; no one gives her the time of day, being treated like an outcast, nothing she did was good enough to please her parents, can't even get away from them due to this rotten economy, losing so many of her beloved kittens due to sickness and couldn't help them since she didn't have the money to take them to the vet, her lover (her world) being taken from her by a drunk driver, and so much more.
A few tears fell from his eyes and couldn't help but wonder why this girl had to go through all that heart ache and for what…..nothing. Only through death would the pain truly go away in her eyes; yes, sadly that is true, however, he had a gift that could do just the same without ending her life. He was just afraid to use it.
He stroked her hair gently, "I have a proposition for you if you're interested. Mind you, it's dangerous." Once she calmed down enough to stop hiccupping she whispered, "What is it?" He caressed her cheek to wipe away a few more tears, "I can make the pain go away by….erasing all your memories."
Her eyes widened slightly, "Can you really do that?" He sighed, "Yes but I rather not resort to that." She clung to his shirt, "Please, I want you to. Make it all go away." He pursed his lips, "But you don't even understand the danger yet."
"I don't care, I just…..Why offer it if you don't want to do it?" He stroked her face, "Listen to me. It might do more harm than good, and you'll be confused and disoriented. I..I've done it once before but, the human freaked out and committed suicide from not knowing anything."
She frowned and asked, "But…I see. You won't be there." She pushed him away and shuffled off crying yet again but he pulled her back, hugging her back against his chest. "Shall I remain with you and take you away from this place then? I do desire it greatly."
He couldn't control himself from asking, if she was willing to accept her fate of receiving the lies he would have to give her, to fill in the gaps of her past when she awoke, then why couldn't she stay with him and let him care for her?
It was a short silence but she nodded, "That sounds nice." He turned her around and smiled lovingly at her. She gave him a weak smile but asked nervously, "Will it hurt?" "No, it'll be nothing more than a soothing kiss."
Her cheeks went pink from hearing the word 'kiss' but that's how it was. His kind sucks out the memory through the other's lips, but he would be gentle and not rough like so many others have done.
He tilted her head up higher and cupped her face, shielding them both from the pouring rain with his wings and cooed, "Ready?" She merely nodded and closed her eyes. He stroked her lower lip before softly pressing his warm lips upon her cold ones; due to the chilling rain.
It was a long, passionate kiss and it filled him with joy that he was making her feel loved. He could see it written on her face and feel it from her lips participating as well. He took occasional, gentle sucks; absorbing her sorrows and feeling her body relax all the more with each suckle.
He savored the taste of her sorrows, as heart wrenching as they were, but it satiated his hunger none the less. He prolonged the meaningful process out as long as he was able, catching her limp body once drained of all its memory and sorrow along with it.
He gave her one final firm kiss before scooping her up bridal style and expanded his wings. If he could gain her trust in such a short time he could do it again. As he flew off into the night, now free of clouds and lit by the stars, he had a new agenda to accomplish.
He would give her a new life, a new reason to live, a new anything and everything from giving him what they both desired…..love and happiness.
Tobi *sniffs and hugs LOA*: That was so sad. Why LOA write a sad story? Even though it seems happy at the end.
LOA *hugs back*: Just trying to express some sadness I've had cooped up for so long and wished it were that easy to forget the pain we experience in life.
Tobi: And gain a new beginning with someone who cares. *smacks LOA upside the head* Don't you ever write a depressing story again! Tobi don't like them!
LOA: *rubs sore head*…..I'll try but no promises XP
*I will make one more chapter to this*
ALSO, the characters aren't really anybody in particular. I just wrote it like that so you readers can make them whoever you wanted them to be *use your imagination :)*