Band one shots

:Irina's POV:
"You are nothing but worthless! You're the one that coursed your mother's death!" My abusive father screams at me. I was sobbing my heart out. My mom had died in a car crash two week ago, and my father blames me for it.
"Daddy, I didn't mean it!" I squeal through violent tears. He had hit me, bruising my arms, my stomach and cut my head. I ran upstairs and just lay there, lifelessly on my bed. I hated him with all my guts and heart. I'm four, I can't do a thing to stop the monster downstairs. I'm weak.
()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
A few more weeks past, and I am growing weaker and weaker everyday. I have called the neighbors, and they've called the police. The cops didn't do anything, just brought social services around. "No, I'm working and of course I pay for a nanny, but we're running low on money, that's all." I hear my dad speak with the social worker. I sit at the bottom of the stairs, watching their every move, quietly.
The worker leaves and he instantly turns around to face me. He gives me an evil glare and moves towards me. "This is the fucking reason why I'm starving you so you can learn a pissing lesson!" I flinch and start shaking. He slaps me a couple of times and drags me over the the stove in the kitchen, by my hair. He turns on the gas and pulls my arm over the heating plate. I cry and scream as he turns the gas at it's highest and pulls my arms more over it. Now he's constantly hitting, punching and burning me.
After he thinks I've had enough, he throws me to the ground, turns off the gas and leaves me alone. I lie on the cold floor, sobbing violently. "Mommy, please, h-help me." I whimper and pray to my dead mother.
:Chris's POV:
I watch as the little girl squirms in her sleep, clearly showing that she's having a nightmare. I tip-toe over the the poor girl and sit beside her, caressing her cheek and pushing a few strands of hair out of her face. She wakes suddenly. "Wh....who are you?" She asks. for some reason, she wasn't scared that I was in her room.
"I'm Chris." I simply reply.
"Are you an angel?" She asks me another question as she touches my black wings. I nod. "Are you here to help me?" I nod again.
"Your mother sent me after she heard you pray to her earlier." She seemed happy that someone was finally going to help her. "I'll be here when ever you need me okay?" She nodded whilst yawning. "Get some sleep, okay Irina." I laid her down, tucked her in, sang to her and kissed her forehead.
()()()()()()()()()()())()()()()
I looked at the girl whom I had promised to look after, lie in the hospital bed, dying. Her father had taken it too far to the point were she was going to die. "Chris, can I make a wish?" I nodded and listened clearly. "Can you make me an angel as soon as I go?" I smiled and kissed her cheek as I held her close.
"Yes princess." I promised. Flat line. She had go and I had only a minute to make her wish come true. I closed my eyes and did what she wanted. I watched as white wings sprung from her back and she open her eyes. "Hey there." I smiled down at her and she sat up. "Lets get out of her." She nodded and I snapped my fingers. We ended up in a place where she is safe...Heaven.

Notes

Dedicated to Death Angel, sorry it took long, I was in wales and I have came back