"Don't want to lose you…" ~One Republic, Someone to Save You

*Gabriel's POV*

I shook my head, at the argument going on at the table. Riley was clenching her hands into fists, obviously pissed. "You don't understand." She said, her voice surprisingly calmer than all the other angels that were talking. "I didn't ask to be an angel." She kept her head low.

"You still are. You are family no matter what." I said firmly, looking at the other angels, looking for approval. Some of them nodded hesitantly, some of them didn't.

Riley raised her head, and glanced at the angels. Some of them gasped. Her eyes were pure black. "Look." They whispered to each other. "It's her demon side. An abomination, I tell you." I guess Riley heard all of that and stood up abruptly, closing her eyes. She opened them back up, but they were still black. The angels kept whispering looking nervous.

"Shut up." She grumbled, backing away from the table. I looked beside me to Lucifer for help but he only shrugged. "You don't understand what's it like being angel and demon. None of you do. Just shut up." Then she took off, slamming the door behind her.

"I'll follow her." I said, getting up slowly.

Lucifer nodded. "You better. I don't want Rebekka finding out Riley got hurt..." Rebekka was Riley's best friend and if either of them was hurt they would help each other no matter what. Everyone else at the dinner table continued to eat, like nothing happened. I got up and put on my jacket, snatching a bread roll, taking a small bite from it. I proceeded to finish it as I pushed in my chair and walked to the door. I opened it and new Riley was long gone by now but I could track her. She gave off an odd signal since she was both angel and demon. I started walking away from the house, putting my hands in my pocket. I felt around, pulling out a lollipop. I took of the wrapper and stuck it in my mouth, the sugary taste coated my tongue. I was in some type of forest, the fog making it harder to see. After a few more minutes of wandering I could hear the faint sounds of someone screaming. Not in anger, but in pain. It's Riley. I thought, worried what she was doing. Following her voice, I found her. She looked awful. Her face was red and wet from crying so much. I glance at her arm and saw that she cut it so much that I couldn't even tell if there was any skin still here. She was holding the blade with both her hands, the tip stained with blood. She's going to kill herself. I immediately though. I have to save her.

"NO! Don't do it!" Riley hesitated and opened her eyes.

"Leave me alone." She said, her voice harsh and quiet. "Just leave me alone. Please."

"No. I won't let you do it Riley." I started towards her and and knelt down. I placed my hands on hers, surprised how cold they were. Blood was dripping down her arm, a trail of crimson red slowly making it's way down to her hand. I tugged on the blade, trying to take it away from her.

"Just go away Gabriel. I don't want you here."

"Please Riley. Let me save you." I gently tipped her head up so she would look at me. Her usual eccentric bright green eye were now a dark, stormy, forest green. At least they weren't black anymore.

She moved her head so I wasn't holding it up anymore, her head drooping back down, hanging like a rag doll. "You can't. No one can."

"Give me the blade, Riley." I said, determined to save her. I slowly reached out to take the blade.

"Fine." Riley let go of the blade, just enough for me to take it from her. I stood up and pocketed the angel blade. I looked at her sadly.

"Let's go now Riley. I'll get you all healed up." I said, trying to muster all of the comfort I had into those words.

Turning around, I started to walk, expecting Riley to follow but instead I heard, "You're not the only one with tricks Gabriel." I heard those words followed by the snap of fingers. I felt the angel blade vanish from my jacket. It all happened too fast. "I'm sorry." Was the last thing she said, before stabbing the angel blade into herself.

Riley screamed as I spun around,terrified. "Riley?!" I sprinted beside her, dropping on my knees and placing her in my lap. Her eyes were still open, the color returning to it's normal bright green. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything. The angel blade was laying her her palm, stained with her blood. The puncture in her chest was gushing with the red, sticky blood. Her grace was slowly fading away as the wound stopped glowing. I could feel some parts of her grace intertwining with mine as a last resort but it faded away as well. _She's dead. Riley is dead._ Her wispy ginger hair was covering her face so I brushed to the side, I didn't want to closed her eyes, knowing that they would ever open again if I did. It's my fault she died. She didn't feel like she belonged. She didn't feel loved. If only she knew... I looked at her arm, the one she cut so many times, the blood was all dry now but the wounds were still fresh.I knew I couldn't heal Riley enough for her to come back. She was gone. Forever. All because she didn't feel loved. I felt a tear coming down my face, not realizing that I was crying. I wiped it away with my sleeve. I stayed there, admiring Riley's beauty even though she was dead. Her stringy, ginger hair. Riley's light green eyes, that would dart everywhere she looked, observing quietly. The way she smirked when she knew something you didn't. Her strawberry red lips that I ached to kiss so badly. But I couldn't. It wouldn't be the same.

I knew couldn't just stay here so I stood, picking up Riley's limp body, bridal style and zapped back to the dining room. The whole room went silent. "This- this is what happens when someone doesn't feel loved." I said, my voice breaking. The other angels were wide eyed. "Riley _killed_ herself because she didn't feel loved. Because she didn't have a family. Because all of you dicks saw her as something different." I glanced over to Lucifer. He was speechless. I could tell he was shocked that Riley could do such a thing to herself. "Now for all of you who were against bring Riley here, she was here to be accepted, to have a family, to be loved. We're all brothers and sisters here so why not her?" I spat out, rage now filling me. Lucifer stood up and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Brother, I think it's best if we left." He spoke quietly. I nodded and zapped back to Lucifer's place.

"Hey guys, how was-" We turned around to see Rebekka standing there, her hair up in a messy bun, wearing a t-shirt and some pajama bottoms. Her eyes widened at Riley. "What-the-hell-happened?" She said slowly, noticing the wound in Riley's chest. "Please tell me she's not dead. Riley can't be dead…" I could see that Rebekka was going into shock, her hands trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry Rebekka but-" Lucifer started to say but was cut off.

"HOW IS RILEY DEAD?!" Rebekka screamed, tears rolling down her face. "YOU SAID EVERYTHING WOULD BE FINE. WHO DID THIS TO HER?"

"Rebekka…" Lucifer tried to pull her into a hug but she pushed him away. "Riley killed herself…"

"Wha-?" Rebekka took a deep breath in. "Why? Why would she do that to herself?"

"She didn't feel loved." I said quietly.

"Didn't feel loved? DIDN'T FEEL LOVED?" Rebekka was now pissed. Her eyes turned black and she was clenching her hands into fists so tightly that I was surprised that she didn't just punch something. "I loved her more than you angels. You know she was actually getting to love you Gabriel, but you being a d bag angel, you don't notice anything that has to do with feelings!" Rebekka screamed. I was taken aback, I looked down at Riley's pale face. She loved me? And I didn't notice? "Just set her on the couch and leave. NOW." I did as I was told. I gently set Riley onto the sofa and stood up.

"I'm going now." I state, getting ready to zap and before I left I added, "You know Rebekka, you aren't the only one who loved her too…"