Updated last night :D wattpad/64389829-i%27m-your-protector-sequel-to-you%27re-my-angel CHAPTER 9: Damaged Goods Closing my eyes, I basked in the radiant light and took a deep breath, smelling the nature, hearing the light hum of the various animals and feel the hard ground beneath me. Fluttering me eyes open as a finger ran along my arm, I glanced over and the pits of my stomach sank. Watching Ashton lightly trace the dark, jagged tattoos that randomly ran along my body, I felt disgust. An Angel was to be pure and clean. I was far from it. Other than the mix of blood in me, I was marked. I was …, “Damaged goods,” I breathed out, only realizing I had spoken out loud when Ashton’s eyes snapped towards mine. Not meeting his gaze, I pulled away and bit my lip, willing tears to not come, as he sighed inaudibly. I knew what he’d say – it was the same thing every time. Rosalina and he would always persuade me that I wasn’t a freak, that I wasn’t an anomaly. “I gave you this one right?” he asked after a moment, his finger back to tracing the long tattoo that ran down my fore arm. Fixing my composure, I looked over with indifference and studied the mark which came into contrast with my pale scars with narrow, scrutinizing eyes. “Yeah, you did. You held on for too long,” I whispered out, my own, long pale finger tracing the dark tattoo, “ And this one was from when Rosalina was hugging me. This was when I fought with Stacey. This one ..,” I hesitated as I pointed out the tattoos the other full-bred angels gave me. Letting my hand linger softly on my inner wrist, my thoughts immediately going to my torso where a similar tattoo rested just across my waist, “It was an accident. Something …,” I continued on but stopped when my voice cracked, tears brimming and threatening to come through as I thought of Bryan. Clenching my jaw, I tensed and willed myself to hate the damn bastard. He did kidnap my parents and threaten to do so if I didn’t join him. He hurt me way too many times … Feeling a warm, familiar hand on my own, I reluctantly let his other hand guide my chin up, “Angelina Rae Fortis or Mica, whatever you want to be called, everything will be all right,” Ashton breathed out, his warm amber eyes clearly portraying his concern yet determination, “I promise,” Searching his gaze, I ignored the faint taste of the saltiness from my tears, laughing breathlessly when he gently wiped them away with a quick whisk of his thumb, “I’m sorry. I’m being a coward. I don’t even know why I’m crying,” I hiccupped and laughed some more, my fingers trembling as I wiped away the tears that stained my cheeks. Closing my eyes and letting a smile come through as I felt the familiar brush of his soft lips against my forehead, “You’re such a crybaby,” he teased lowly, his chest shaking with laughter as he slowly pulled away. - Like it? :) You can read more here --> wattpad/64389829-i%27m-your-protector-sequel-to-you%27re-my-angel -Smile a real smile.
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 23:04:25 +0000
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