As I read the note Jake had left me, I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my stomach. What had he meant when he said that he learned how to get passed the fact that I am an angel and he was a demon? Two being that should never be together. Two beings that were once the same…
But he had been looking for me. But I was one of them. Gabriel said that they try to lure people down to the underworld. But, I knew that Jake had been mad that I was an angel. He said that he didn't care anymore, that I was an angel; he said that we belonged together.
Light and Darkness as one? Could that even be possible? The idea was intriguing. I wanted so much to throw the note away and go to class. I would meet Xavier later and I would forget that there was ever a note to begin with.
I walked to the trash can and held my hand over it. I clutched the paper and all I had to do was open my fingers and let it drop. Such and easy concept, such a hard thing to do.
I could feel the paper burning into my skin as if it were reminding me what it had said. I closed my eyes and imagined his face. In my mind I saw Jake with his bright emerald green eyes and black floppy hair. I longed to reach out and run my fingers through his hair.
"Beth?" My eyes instantly snapped open and I whirled around. Standing there was Molly with a confused look on her face.
"Uh, Beth, are you going to come to class?" She asked as she stepped closer.
I shoved the note in my pocket and smiled. "Yes. I was just on my way." I lied. It was disturbing how good I was getting at lying. It was against my nature.
Molly just smiled and linked her arm through mine. When we entered the classroom all eyes were on us. We smiled and said "sorry" as we walked to our seats.
Class went by in a blur and I was eager to get home. I said my "byes" to my friends and hurried passed the gates of the school. I had told Gabe to tell Xavier that I had a bunch of homework to get finished and that I was going straight home.
But now that I was alone, all I could think about was Jake and how inviting he had been. He did horrible things, but was it really his fault? He had once been an angel himself. He was tempted with sin, and he fell. Could he really hate angels as much as he said he did? No… He couldn't. He didn't hate angels as much as he hated God. Our Lord let him fall.
I quickly walked up the steps of Byron and stepped through the doors. I met Ivy in the kitchen where she was preparing some hot chocolate and muffins.
"How was your day today, Bethany?" She asked while handing me my share. I sipped at the creamy chocolate and took a bite of my muffin. I looked at her and smiled. "Nothing out of the ordinary happened. No one even remembers who Jake was. Well except for Xavier and I that is." I looked down in hopes she wouldn't see how my cheeks got red every time I mentioned Jake's name.
"Ah, so how is Xavier?" She asked. I realized she must have associated my blush with Xavier.
"I love him." I simply replied. And that was true, I did love him. I just couldn't help but to think if he was the one I was meant to be with or not.
"Uh, Ivy, I think I am going to go take a shower then start my homework." I didn't even wait to hear her reply before I turned and ran up the stairs.
"The lake of Fire awaits my lady." I recited as I read the poem one last time before I threw it out the window. I took a deep breath and walked to the bathroom. I removed my clothes and stepped into the burning shower. The beating water scalded my skin and left it red and raw. Was this how it felt in Hell? Or was it worse?
I sighed and turned the water off. I wrapped a towel around me and stepped out of the shower. I walked over to the sink to brush my teeth and sitting right on the edge was a note. With shaking hands I picked up the note and unfolded it. It said two simple words. "I'm waiting." This wouldn't have frightened me if it were from anyone else, but it was in the flowing script that was unmistakable, and it was signed J.T.
I was so engrossed with the note that I barely heard Ivy knocking at the door. I opened it and peaked my head out. "There is someone at the door for you." She said before walking away. I walked to my room to put on a loose fitting cotton dress. I combed my hair and patted Phantom on the head. As I walked down the stair I couldn't help but feel a little irate towards Xavier. Didn't he get the hint that I wanted to be alone tonight?
But it wasn't Xavier waiting for me in the living room. He was buff with blond hair and black tips. My eyes followed the length of his body before I met his eyes.
They were bright emerald green and staring straight into mine… They were his eyes.
