Fallen Angels

Andy wasn’t sure what to do. How do you approach your soul mate who is crying? He continued to stand there and stare at the back of her head, unsure of what to do. After standing there for a good five minutes, he walked up to her and cleared his throat. She jumped, and turned to face him.

Her face was tear streaked and makeup ran from her eyes. Her hair was a mess and her clothes had leaves and twigs stuck to them. To him she was the most beautiful creature alive.

She sniffled “What do you want?”
“Well I came here to write some of my music, and I find this beautiful girl crying all by herself. What’s the matter? If I might ask.”
“What does it matter? No one cares anyway!”

All he could think of was how beautiful she was. He wanted to go and comfort he, but he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. So he pulled the blanket out of his bag and put it on the ground and sat on it.

“Well” he said, “if you don’t want to talk about it, at least sit on this blanket. It’s much nicer than the ground.” He patted the spot next to him and pulled out his pen and paper. She looked at him a second then got up and dusted herself off and sat next to him.

At first they just sat in silence, neither acknowledging the other, but after a while Alese got curious as to what he was writing. She started trying to get a peak but every time she would try, he would move the book just out of her sight. He would give her a little smirk every time but he would not look up.

Finally she got tired of the game and just asked to see what he was doing.

“Give me just a few more minutes and I’ll show you.” He said.

She let out a breath of frustration and went about braiding her hair. Finally he turned the note book around to show her and her breath held in her throat. It was a picture of her, on her horse, hair flowing in the wind and she looked like she didn’t have a care in the world. It was stunning, and it was all done in pen no color. It looked just like her and her horse Gimili. How did he know about her horse?

She looked at him quizzically, “How did you do that? And how did you know about Gimili? I have only ever seen you at school and we don’t even hang out with the same crowd.”
“I have a great memory, I see someone’s face and I can remember it, especially one as beautiful as yours. As for Gimili, I believe you called him? I have walked past your ranch a few times while you were riding.”
“But my ranch is 2 miles out of town!”
“I like to walk, it helps me think and clear my mind.”
“Oh yeah? Clear your mind of what?”
“A lot of things. It helps me come up with song lyrics, helps me think about the future, helps me forget about the bullies, things like that.”
“Bullies?” she gives him a confused look “I never knew you got picked on.”
“Yeah, I’m the fag or the emo kid because I wear make-up. They don’t like that I am different from them so they try and change me and make me conform. They say guys shouldn’t wear make-up or dress in tight clothes.”
“Well just for the record, I like your make-up and you look better in those clothes than most chicks do.” As she said that she blushed and hid her face.

He gently grabbed her chin and pulled her face up.
He told her, “Your face is too beautiful to hide, please don’t ever do that.”

She nods her head and when he lets go she shyly looks away. He gives her one last loving glance before he goes back to his notebook. He starts writing another song while they sit there in silence. After a while he starts humming and Alese asks him if he can sing.
His reply was,

She sits up high surrounded by the sun
One million branches and she loves every one
"Mom and dad, did you search for me?
I've been up here so long I'm going crazy!"
And as the sun went down we ended up on the ground
I heard the train shake the windows
You screamed over the sound
And as we own this night
I put your body to the test with mine
This love was out of control
3-2-1 where did it go?
After he was done singing, he looked down and she had fallen asleep with her head in his lap. He smiled down at her. She looked so peaceful, like there was not a care in the world. Her cheeks were still tear stained though and he wondered what or who had caused his beautiful soul mate pain.

Notes

Well what do think? Any guesses as to why she was crying??

I promise it will pick up soon and there will be action and crazy stuff just give me a few more chapters!

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