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~Patch

The floor was littered in glass shards from pictures, vases and plates. The black leather couches and chairs were over turned or thrown across the room. There were so many holes in the wall that at any moment the whole wall could collapse easily. Patch's home looked like a tornado had gone through. He destroyed every aspect of the life that reminded him of her.

Patch stood leaning against one of the walls, his arms crossed and his hat pulled low over his eyes casting shadows. He was visibly shaking with anger and hate. He was more mad at himself then Nora. How could he let something so stupid happen like this. And only he couldn't answer her when she said 'I love you' just because the stupid archangels were watching his every move.

He kicked the remaining of a bar stool across the room against the wall, breaking it into pieces. Finally, he fell to his knees, his head in his hands, giving a soft groan. " Why me?"

After everything he's done, this was the worst punishment he had ever received. How could one word break her faith in him? What was she thinking when she saw him? And what the hell was up with Marcie, Patch thought. Why did she have to ruin everything? What was her problem with Nora and everything she did? Nora was, no is the most kind hearted person he would ever know in this hell hole they called earth.

There was a soft tap on the wooden door. Patch slowly stood, whipping his face with the back off his hand. The knock came again but more demanding. He shook his head, a small scowl playing across his pale skin. "Impatient, son of a . . . " He muttered as he reached the door knob and threw the door open.

He was about to yell in the persons face, but stopped himself. He stared at her, confused. One hand reached behind him, he pulled a dagger out of his back pocket the hilt golden and a small angel curved into it. He held it behind him ready strike if needed.

The scowl came back, his eyes holding hatred. "What are you doing here?"

She smiled ever so slightly.

~ Nora

There was no sound inside the house but the rain hammering against the window outside. Sometime the heat would kick on and it made the house creak. The house was dark, with only the street lamp shining through the top floor windows someone would think no one was home, but a broken hearted girl.

Nora laid in her bed curled into a small ball. The blankets were thrown over her loosely thanks to Vee. She stroked the cold necklace that hung around her neck the only thing that was left of him she still had. For a long time she just stared at the lamp sitting on the night sand next to the bed, the only picture left of her dad was held tightly in her hand. Since her mother was out town, she was no help tonight.

A clap of thunder shook the trees followed by a flash of lighting. The bedside lamp flickered slightly before it finally went out leaving her in a total of darkness. Nora slithered under the covers suddenly scared of her surroundings.

She thought of one thing as her fingers curled around Patch's necklace.

Don't let go.

Awesome things happening in the future.

~MITTLE