Chapter 6
AN: I'm upping the rating to R….I feel that the previous sexual content is a little more than PG-13. And well…onwards. I will say that I am a little disappointed with the reviews I got……c'mon people….I can't keep going on nothing. I write so I can finish this and work on other stories…but every review helps!
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Serena and Andrew sat at his kitchen table, sipping peppermint tea. "We need a plan." Stated Andrew
"How am I supposed to destroy him, Andrew?" Said Serena, rhetorically
"We'll figure that out when we get there."
"I don't want to drag you into this, Andrew."
"I'm already apart of it Serena."
Serena looked up and into his eyes. In his eyes, there was endless feeling. She didn't understand what was happening. "Andrew…I'm confused."
"About what?"
"Well…a lot of things actually. But there's a big one nagging on my brain." She paused here, unsure if she could get the words out. "I think I'm falling in love with you." She said bluntly as Andrew choked on his tea. "But this is what I don't understand. I love Darien, he is my destiny. But then there's you…I never saw you in the stars….but here you are."
By this time Andrew had regained his breath and his voice. "Serena, you can't spend your life reading the stars. Stars burn out and fall down. But we live here on the earth, not in the sky."
"Believe Andrew, I know. But…I've never found answers anywhere else than the sky. I always believe that the angels hold the answers."
"Serena…I think I've loved you ever since we were children. Which is why I won't let anything happen to you."
Serena smiled and reached out her hand to cover his own. "Maybe you're my guardian angel, I just didn't know it until now."
"No…you are the angel."
"I'm the angel……wait a minute." Serena said…a moment of realization hit her.
"What is it Serena?"
"When I was a little girl, I remember my mother used to always tell me a story. It was a story about a Dark Angel, and Good Angel. They both fell in love with an earthen princess. What if I'm the good angel and he's the bad one?"
"But how would we even know if that is even relevant to this situation?"
"We don't. But the way I see it, it was a story my mother used to always tell me. My mother knew about the curse. Maybe she knew that I was the one and told me the story so that I would know how to destroy him."
"Well…what happens in the story?"
"I don't know. All I remember is that the two angels end up killing each other in the end. What if by killing him, I have to die?"
"I don't want to believe that Serena."
"But Andrew, if that is my destiny, then that is what I have to face. I have to face it. Darien killed my parents. It's only fair that I return the favor."
Andrew sighed in defeat. "Alright. Look. I have to go to the library for a few hours. I'll look up that story for you, see what I can find. But…you are not to leave this house. Do you understand?"
"Andrew, I can't stay in here forever. I'm going to have to fight him one day."
"I know this Serena. But today is not that day. When I go in today, I'm going to clear my schedule until whenever. And if Mina doesn't like it, well then I'll quit."
"Andrew, don't lose your job because of me ok."
Andrew leaned in and kissed her forehead. "I'd rather lose my job than lose the girl I've been dreaming about my whole life. You are welcome to anything in the house." He said as he went to kiss her forehead once again, but this time Serena intercepted and caught his lips with her own. "Serena…" He started but was shushed by Serena.
"Andrew, you mean the world to me. I'm glad I met you." She said and kissed him again. "Now go to work and stop leally-gagging around here."
"Yes'm" he said with a salute. They shared a smile and somehow Andrew knew that the next morning wouldn't be this peaceful.
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After Andrew was gone and Serena sat there thinking about the morning's conversation while flipping through the tv. She had remembered the story her mother used to tell her about the angels. She'd told Andrew that she thought she was the good angel and Darien was the bad angel. But what she really thought was that Andrew was the good angel. The story ended after a battle between good and evil and both angels were dead. But because the angels disobeyed the rules of heaven, they died as humans. And in turn, the princess fell in love with both angels, and in the end she was left with a child. A child she wouldn't know the father of until the day it was born and she could look into its eyes. It was at this point where she decided that she was not going to let Andrew die for her. This was her destiny. She would kill Darien, and if need be, herself as well. She had to go back into the house. She knew that Darien was possibly awaiting her on the other side of the door, but it was a chance she had to take. She had no clothes to wear, so she found a pair of Andrew's gym shorts and a t-shirts. She paused a minute in his room. She traced a finger over his clothing. His boxers, his socks, t-shirts. She smelled his shirts in the closet and played with his ties. How she longed to be that girl next door who marries the guy across the street and they live in a pretty little house with a white picket fence and 2 dogs. And the children….she placed a hand on her belly. Is there a little one growing in there right now? But whose child would it be? But no, Serena, keep your eyes on the goal and quit drifting to the sidelines. You want a life with Andrew? Well then we have to get rid of Darien. And with this determination, she went downstairs and out into the playing field.
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Andrew sat at his desk thinking about the past 24 hours. He'd looked for over an hour but had yet to find any story about two angels and a princess. Perhaps Serena's mother had made the story up for the child. But he was determined to have a life with Serena. Being lost in his thoughts, he didn't feel Mina's approach.
Mina came up behind Andrew and threw her arms around his neck. "How's my hot piece of ass doing this morning?"
"Good morning to you too Mina. But I'm busy."
"Oh Andrew…when are you going to get your head out of the clouds. Serena is a nobody. An orphan! You need to be with someone who has class."
"And I suppose that person is you?"
"Oh, more or less, Yes."
"I'm sorry Mina. But I love Serena. I always have and I always will."
"Alright Andrew, fine be that way if you wish." Mina now is furious that Andrew would pick Serena over herself. "But be forewarned if that is the path you chose, than you no longer work in this facility."
"Actually, I was going to resign today anyway. So, it's been a pleasure working with you Mina." Andrew said while getting up from his desk and collecting his things.
"No Andrew, I was only threatening. I wasn't really going to fire you! Andrew!" Mina pleaded at his retreating figure. But it did no good. Andrew figured a job wouldn't matter when you were going to die for the one you love.
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Serena carefully opened the front door. So far so good, no Darien. She had to get back to her house. There were things in that basement that would answer some things for her. The air was dry and hot and deathfully still. She could sense Darien's presence, but yet she didn't. Maybe she was just sensing him in herself. Absentmindedly she fingered the two holes in her neck. The were scabs now buy still hot and pulsating with the blood in her veins. Her home looked so empty. It had only been two days ago that she'd fled it. Two days that Darien could be lurking in every corner of the house, setting up all kinds of traps for her. But she wouldn't be afraid. She would face the boogeyman and live to tell the tale. Somehow….
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Andrew put his key in the lock to find that it wasn't lock. He felt all warm at the thought that Serena was inside waiting for him. He longed for a future to come home to her and the children. And after supper and the children were in bed asleep, then he would sweep her off her feet, serenading her, and would carry her up the stairs into their bedroom and make sweet love with her all night long. He chuckled to himself. There you go having that wild imagination. Live in the now Andrew. Andrew threw his jacket down onto the table with his keys and went in search of the blonde angel that captured his heart. "Serena?" he called. No answer. He called her name again, louder. He started to panic. He ran upstairs, checked all the rooms, still no Serena. She was gone. Did she run away or did Darien take her. And then he saw it. There on his kitchen table was a note in her handwriting. It said:
Dear Andrew,
Please don't jump to conclusions. I'm not here anymore. I have to take control of my own destiny. I don't want you to think that you have to fight for me. I don't know how things will turn out. I don't know if I will live or die. But I do know that I will always be with you no matter what. Don't try to come after me, he's after me, not you. I'm not sorry I met you, I love you Andrew. I just wish I'd met you under different circumstances. But I believe in another life we will meet again and have that house and family. I have to let fate take its course. Look at the stars, I'm up there. One day I will fall back into your life. Love will always find a way.
I will always love you Andrew
XOXO Serena
Andrew crumpled up the letter in rage, but then brought it to his face and wept in it. No, he was not going to let Serena die. Darien might be a vampire, but he was in love. And like Serena said, love will always find a way.
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Serena went down corridor after corridor, never sure what shadows should frighten her. Until she found the door, the door that led her into all of this to start with. She opened the door and with her flashlight, went down the stairs to face whatever trap might lie in front of her. But surprising everything looked to be the way she'd left it. She'd have to find her mother's journal. Maybe in that journal was the story that would determine Serena's fate. In her search she looked up at the portraits along the wall. From Agatha to herself…wait, herself?! She'd never had a painting done of herself. She touched the painting, and felt the power radiating from it. Like it had been a snake that bit her, she realized that all these paintings were done by Darien, and it was almost as if their souls were within the ink. He painted them, then killed them? Or killed them than painted them? When she touched her mother's painting, she could almost hear her sweet voice singing her to sleep. Startled, she stumbled backwards…
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Andrew raced into the yard and towards Serena's house. He could hear the wind laughing at him. He would not lose her so easily. When he stood in front of her door, he could feel the evil surrounding the house. He yanked on the door. It wouldn't move. Darien had locked him out. Ok, try a window. He grabbed a rock and tossed it at the window. It shattered, but then it seemed to go backwards. The rock was tossed back out the window and all the shards went back into place. "NOOOO!" He cried and beat on the stone. It was now that he fell to his knees and starting praying. He prayed for an answer, prayed for Serena, and prayed for his life.
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Serena stumbled backwards and knocked over a stack of books. She caught her balance on the painting easel. With a cold-like realization she remembered this was where Endymion's portrait lied. She ripped off the sheet and gasped in horror. No longer was there a painting of Endymion. But there she was, standing beside Endymion, full with child. "Serenity…" came the deep voice behind her. And she knew that she was over her head.
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AN: Yay another chapter lmao. Um I felt like writing. And sense I updated my other story I figure I Could update this one as well. So what do you think so far? For a while there I was worried that I had backed myself into a corner with the Serena and Andrew scenario, but I think I have developed a way to get her back with Darien…so just bear with me lol. Well….review please!