OKAY, so this chapter is beyond 'overdue'. Sorry, and thanks to those who have stuck with me up until now thank you ;u; Anyway, ON WITH THE CHAPTER!


The past few months have been complete Hell. I keep having these vivid nightmares of God banishing me to the depths of Hell… I don't know how long I can take it. It's like one side of me wants to go back to heaven, but because of Murdoc, the other side of me wants to stay.

And I feel really bad about sinning. It's not like Murdoc and I have had sex or anything. It's just that voice in the back of my skull keeps nagging me. Anytime I hug Murdoc it nags me. Anytime we kiss it nags louder.

We weren't planning on telling Noodle, but she caught us kissing about a month ago. Saying she was (and still is) fangirling would be an understatement.

It's weird when we go out in public. We try to act normal, but having everyone staring at us because of my wings makes our outings less than normal.

It's all too much for me. These wings get in the way of everything. When we go out everyone stares at us. It's as if they've never heard of or even seen an angel before! I really want to be a human, but am I willing to give up what I have to become one?

I don't know. The only way I'd do that is if I'm pushed completely over the edge. But where is this 'edge', and when will I cross it?

I have a mental debate when Murdoc walks in. He smiled. "Hey luv."

I sighed. "Hi." I said while looking up from my spot on the bed.

He walked over to where I was and sat down bedside me. He gently grabbed my hand and rubbed his thumb in my palm before intertwining his fingers with mine. He smiled at me. "Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"I just wanted to tell you that no matter what happens, I'll always love you." He put his head in the crook of my neck.

"Murdoc?"

"Yeah?"

"Promise me one thing…" I said as I removed his head from my shoulder and looked him in his eyes.

"What?"

"Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll both still love each other."

Murdoc smiled and wrapped his pinky around mine. "Promise" We laughed and shared a kiss. "Wanna go out for lunch?" He asked me.

I honestly didn't want to go out. "You sure you just don't want to stay here?"

"Well, neither one of us know how to cook, and we gotta eat." Murdoc heaved a sigh. "But I suppose we can order lunch and have them deliver here."

I smiled. "That sounds like a plan to me."

"We'll have Chinese, yeah?"

"Yeah."

We got up and headed to the kitchen. I sat down while Murdoc grabbed the phone and ordered Chinese food. He hung up and sat next to me. "They should be here in about 30 minutes."

I nodded and let my thoughts roam back to my reoccurring nightmares. I still can't make myself believe that they are just dreams. They have some kind of meaning…

Murdoc gave my hand a gentle squeeze. "What's buggin' ya?"

I still haven't told Murdoc about them. I don't want to.

I gave a fake smile. "Nothing."

The expression on his face said he wasn't convinced, but he didn't press the issue. "Just know that you can be truthful with me."

I gave a nod. "Hey, I know you're a Santanist, but have you sold your soul to the devil?"

"Don't worry your pretty little head about me." He chuckled as he patted my head.

"You can't tell me?"

"It's my little secret." He said with a wink.

I sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to tell me. Then, I started to sense a presence. I focused on what it could be. I could feel the color drain from my face once I realized what it was.

I was sensing another angel.

The presence was getting closer and closer.

It must be an angel coming here for me.

"Stu, are you okay?" Murdoc asked me.

Just then, a white orb came into view then morphed into a fellow angel and friend of mine. His name is Russel Hobbs. He was wearing a white suit.

We passed away a few years apart. When he was in high school he and his friends were gunned down

"Hey man, is everything okay? You've been gone for a long time."

I gulped. "Y-yeah…"

Russel frowned. "Who's your 'friend'?"

"Yeah, I was just about to ask you the same thing…" Murdoc said, squinting his eyes at Russel.

"Why are you even here? This world sucks, and I can practically smell the sin and regret here." Before I got the chance to say something else, Russel got a glimpse of the inverted cross Murdoc sported on his neck. "No wonder it feels so thick here! What are you doing living with a Satanist?!"

"There's nothing wrong with being a Satanist." Murdoc said through clenched teeth.

"But you'll be going much farther than just six feet when you die." Russel shot back. "Which brings me back to my question; why in God's name are you here?!"

"The girl who had some satanic influences in her life lives here. She's at work now…"

"I checked with God. He said she isn't steering that way anymore."

"W-well I want to stay a bit longer to make sure she doesn't relapse."

Russel nodded slowly and sighed. "Okay. But come back soon; everyone misses you." And with that, he was gone.

Murdoc looked over towards me. "So, you're going to leave soon?" There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

"NO!" I quickly said. "I don't plan on leaving soon."

He smirked then checked the time on his phone. "It's been 35 minutes! Where the hell are the delivery guys?!"

"Maybe they're running a little late. We should wait a bit longer."

We waited.

And waited.

And waited some more.

An hour had passed since Murdoc placed our order.

"That's it; I'm marching right up to that restaurant and demanding they give me that overpriced food for free!"

"Murdoc, please don't get in trouble. Remember you almost killed a guy because you broke his nose and he choked on his own blood?"

"Shh! The cops still haven't caught me yet."

We made our way out of the flat and into the Camaro he named 'Stylo'. He (surprisingly) didn't drive as fast as he usually did, but he still managed to almost hit about 3 cars. We arrived at the restaurant after driving for about 5 minutes. We stepped out of the car and walked into the building side by side. One of Murdoc's friends saw him and motioned him to come over to where he was.


Normal P.O.V

Murdoc sauntered over towards his friend, leaving Stu behind. "Hey Rob. What's been goin' on with you?"

Rob laughed. "Nothing." He started to toy with the inverted cross hanging from his neck. "You're with that guy with the wings?"

Murdoc frowned. "Yeah. Why?"
"Well, I been hearin' about that around town. Everyone seems to think you, a Satanist, is in a relationship with that angel!" He laughed. "Imagine what the man downstairs is going to think about this."

"Really?" Murdoc felt sick. He didn't want to upset Satan. He loved Stuart, but he had a reputation to keep up!

"Yeah. Why do you even hang around him?"

Murdoc thought for a second. "Well, y'know…"

Stuart walked up to Murdoc and tapped his shoulder.

"Leave me alone, Bird Boy." Murdoc spat.

Stuart was taken back by this. He allowed his head to drop. "Okay…" he said quietly before he turned around to leave out of the restaurant.

Murdoc felt bad for treating the angel the way he did and ran after him, but once he got outside he realized it was too late.


STUART P.O.V

I sat in the alley behind the restaurant. I know Murdoc loves me. I know he didn't mean those words at the restaurant. He wanted to protect his reputation, but he let that blind the fact that I have feelings…

That was honestly the last straw. I love Murdoc, but I don't want him to feel as if he has to fake rejection towards me to protect his reputation. I still want to be with him, but not like this. Not while I have wings. I said it once before, and I'm not afraid to actually do it.

I'll clip these wings off to become a human.

"Stuart! Where are you?!" Came Murdoc's voice. I could hear his footsteps coming closer.

"Lord, please find it in your heart to forgive for what I'm about to do…" I heard myself mutter.

I flew into the air just before Murdoc turned the corner and saw me. He walked under the spot I was levitating in and looked around. I lowered myself to the ground and walked up behind him. Using one hand to intertwine our fingers and the other to lift his head back, I kissed him and told him the last thing he will hear from me as an angel.

"I love you…" And with that, I disappeared, leaving no trace of myself but the single feather for him to remember me by…


Okay, so this is the last chapter

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where everything is all happy and sane. The following chapters are going t be- wait, I can't spoil it now, can I? ;) I'm thinking about illustrating this, but I don't know. morethanjustausername, I PROMISE I'll ink the second page of the manga! Lol, until next time